Novel & Cerita Joseph Reagan Blue Bloods

Diana did not resist and did not move. Rena gripped Diana's red hair tightly. "I hate these eyes! The blue, and the red hair! I hate them all!" Rena then threw Diana, until this human hit the table, and sat down under the window. She then took the glass filled with water and then poured its contents at Diana. Then with a very deep breath, Rena regained control of her emotions. Honestly, she hated someone who had red hair and blue eyes like Diana's. Rena also has red hair, but she has dark brown irises. But she hated the mixture of the two colors, red and blue. Rena would lose control if she saw someone of that color. If she saw it, she wanted to kill that person right now.

he said at length. "Okay," I was confused but I answered. What is in my blood? Why is my blood always on a topic? "Let's go," Adrian said. He went ahead of us so Shantelle and I followed him. “Wait a minute!” we were about to go out of the barrier when Mayor Cendric stopped us so we stopped. "Why, dad?" Shantelle asked him. "I just have something to say to Gabria," I frowned at his answer. "What is it?" I asked, curiously.

It was nice before I was taking a deep breath and all I can smell was Tim’s cologne. It was a cheap one but it was complimenting his signature scent and natural allure just fine. I think I might want to feel his blood on my mouth one of these days. God, I should have refrained from thinking that. Because if I wanted this marriage to work, I have to make sure that Timothy will never found out about my secret of being a Blue Blood. Ever.

I called Dad and told him that I was already on the plane back home. The entire airport was cleared. From the runway to the terminal, every corner was filled with his men. A line of black bulletproof cars stretched across the tarmac, mercenaries standing on either side. They all donned sunglasses, and the bulge of firearms beneath their suits was clearly visible. The airport security had no choice but to step aside, not daring to interfere. My father was the most respected Mafia don on the East Coast, and he came to pick me up himself.

It’s not my concern. "We’re looking for my father’s Beta, the only one who witnessed and knows what happened before and after my father’s death." Reagan’s voice cut through the air from behind me. I felt the twins move closer, so I instinctively held their hands. They still hadn’t fully healed from what their father had done. Reagan stepped in front of me. I was momentarily taken aback by his appearance. He looked utterly exhausted—dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, and pale complexion.

Blue called in a weak voice as he looked at Hail who is still unconscious and is lying on the floor of the carriage while Reyan, who was formerly leaning on the wall of the carriage, is now also lying on its floor and is also unconscious like Hail. Reyan’s face is extremely weak and his chest barely moving, showing how Reyan is nearing the end of his life. Blue’s eyes are now dry because he has been crying all night. He looked extremely haggard now since he has to treat two patients. But, he doesn’t care about his appearance. What he cared about were the lives of his two friends. He has promised to not let them die, but now, they are dying. Reyan has been dying in the first place but Hail, w

My blood turned to ice as I locked eyes with the man’s cold, piercing blue gaze. No It couldn’t be. I had just been mated to the most Heartless and Dangerous Rogue Reagan Keon

He leaned down and gave her a peck on the lips before leaning on his table and looked at her with tired eyes. “Don Lombardi-” he stopped and snicked, “Papa Carlos Lombardi is a man who would burn the mafia world for his family, but he is also a man who would burn any mafia family for his son and daughter, even if it meant death by war.” he spoke softly as Elena saw sadness in his eyes.