Jean Luc Bluey Novels & Stories

“The blue menu is for Albaza. Albaza is Almighty Xcott's native language. It might be helpful.” Helpful? The expression Know your enemy popped into Leroy's mind but given his loyalty to Xcott, it seemed unlikely that that was what K'coba meant. Before Leroy could ask for clarification, K'coba bowed politely and left the room. Once he left, Leroy explored the room. He was more than delighted to find a small bathing pool of his own in the bathroom. The closet was filled with beautiful clothes. Unfortunately, most of them were too short, too feminine, too sheer, or too ornate. They were an unpleasant reminder of what he had become.

Cinna- Old , pale , ginger hair. Ravi- Olive skin, short hair , black beard. Vladymir- Young, dark hair , scar on his eyebrow. Elijah- Old , silver hair, moustache. Damien- Young, tattoed arms, buzz cut, green eyes. Antonius- Young, long hair , pale skin. "Kai and Alec are also part of the council ." Dad says and turn to look at Kai," Where is Alec?" He asks him. " He is still out on a mission . Hopefully , he will be back by tomorrow." Kai says and dad nods.

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.

Blue asked as she walked back to the living room. I took the paper from Lucas, as I read it, “hmmm, it’s no one important.” I said. Blue and Lucas exchange a look and I could tell they were using their mate telepathy to talk with each other. “Don't do that…” I reprimanded them but they just shrugged. “Sorry, force of habit.” Blue said, “So will you answer the question?” I sat down on the couch, “what question?” “Who is the mysterious person named J?” she asked again. I stared at her as I tried to look for a good excuse but none was coming to my head.

Noel's heart thudded as he watched him. "Who are you?" he rasped out, voice hoarse from disuse. The young man didn’t lift his eyes. "I'm Jean," he said simply, as if that name should explain everything. Noel tried to sit up. A slow, stubborn motion. Jean's eyes…startlingly pale blue, almost silver…finally looked up at him. "You really shouldn't." Noel ignored the warning and pushed himself upright, leaning heavily against the pillows, breath shallow from the exertion.

I said as the alarm in my father’s eyes flipped on again. “What’s wrong with Cillian?” “It’s not Cillian,” I said. “It’s Blue.” “Who’s Blue?” my dad asked as I stood upright and battled through the cramps in my side. “One of the Steel Lycans,” I answered in a hushed voice, hoping the receptionist couldn’t hear. “Steel Lycans? Sounds like a motorcycle club or something.” “That’s sort of what they are,” I answered. “And they’re here in Moon Valley? Would explain the revving of the motors we’ve been hearing around town. You’re not in trouble with them, are you?”

“Huh, Blue? Should I return home or spend the night here?” “You’ve never answered me no matter how many times I ask,” Carol scrunched her nose. “Why do you keep on calling him Blue? That’s such an unusual pet name.” “I know right,” Seb smirked. “I wonder why myself.” “Stop talking,” Alex quickly rose to his feet. “Aren’t you sleepy?” “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the night here,” Seb joined Alex on his feet. “Good night, Carol. You too, Lucas. Go puke all you want.”

This was war. And Blue was the prize. --- Blue’s pulse thundered in his ears as Julian’s gaze locked on him with lethal intent. Liam’s grip tightened like a vow, but deep down, Blue knew—whatever came next would change everything.

I'm so excited that I'm getting hard just thinking about the scene that will occur in a few minutes. Jessblue is a goddess all on her own with the body all female Bampires wish they had! She is beautiful in all ways imaginable. She is not your ordinary everyday Bampire that roams around Bluestoria. She is like no other female that I’ve seen. She has big voluptuous breasts with a thickness of beautiful curves you can only imagine.

It's like ending the legal family of the Gold family so only the fake ones could remain. But Lucien wasn't responding. “What did you do to him huh. Why isn't he answering me?”Amanda yelled her eyes sending panicks. “I think the right question should be why are you here?”Bluey interjected. “What?” “You are here because you are no longer needed here and Lucien here is going to help eradicate you from this world”. Bluey watched her with a maddening smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. It wasn’t a smile it was far too cocky for that.