Joseph Reagan Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

Reagan laughed hysterically, pulling his eyes to the blue pool. "...I can never turn myself into the police because I'm about to get wealthier and more powerful this time!" He smirked and he faced her again. "Because of the safe box?" Mammy Julianna piped up, and Mr. Reagan's eyes dilated as he sprang to her feet. "How do you know about the safe box?!" He boomed at her incredulously, he was shocked. "Oh, Reagan. Do you think my late brother wouldn't have told me about the safe box, huh?" Mammy Julianna scoffed, and she stood to her feet.

He asks. “Sorry but we can’t---” The head officer tried to say. “I said repeat what you said!” Blood shouted but the officer didn’t respond. Hell snatch the paper that is the officer holding and open it. “Sir that is---” The officer tried to stop them but Reagan stopped him. “N-no, no…this is not real.” Blood said after seeing Chaos and River detail and picture there. “No, you’re wrong, they can’t be dead.” He said and a tear escaped his eyes.

Daisy, Albert and Joe wang watch in horror, what's going on? They all had the same question on the mind but still they know all know they can't move to her, a blue light slowly fill the room. "The energy is stronger this time" Joe wang said in panic "May Zhiang warned us about this" "And she did tell us not to do anything,He's almost here, we can't stop him"Daisy piped in breathing hard. " But she could get hurt, he trained may zhiang so I know"Albert shake his head and pat Joe wang shoulder.

One week later, the Godfather returned. Don Vincenzo Rosato had cut short his trip to Mexico. A black Maserati glided silently into the estate, like a massive whale slipping into the deep sea. It was silent, yet powerful enough to make the entire ocean tremble. I stood by the window of the second-floor study, watching the car come to a stop in front of the main house. Lorenzo personally stepped forward to open the door for him. A figure emerged. He wore a simple black cashmere overcoat over a perfectly tailored dark suit. His hair was combed back without a single strand out of place. Time had carved authority into his face, not age.

Instead, he pulled out a stack of weathered, yellowing documents and a tarnished silver dog tag. The clatter of the metal tag hitting the mahogany desk sounded like a gunshot in the silent room. Robbin lunged forward, her breath hitching. She knew that tag. She had seen it hanging from her uncle’s neck a thousand times while he worked in the garage, a relic of a life he had lived before her. Jason Forest. Blood Type: O+. "Everyone out," Robbin commanded. Then, in a shaky whisper, she added, "Nora, please stay."

she called out to them as she rushed down the basement. "Annie how are you doing my dear, we are so sorry for the troubles we cost you, last night sweetie," Mom said disappointedly. "Yes dear, we were just not able to control ourselves from making it happen, we tried but the blood was stronger than us my dear" dad said with a voice of regret "It's okay I completely understand," Annie said while hugging them both We love you baby "Love you too," she said with a long smile on her face "Goodness my head is killing me" mom said did you use that rod on us. They all laughed and went away from the basement with the fear of how long would their secret be kept hidden from their enemies.

--- Dinner was… an experience. The menu consisted of dishes that looked normal enough—roasted meats, glazed vegetables—but every goblet at the table was filled with blood. I stuck to water. Which, by the way, made me the only person in the room not drinking blood, and I could feel the curious stares from the other guests.

( Adamson asked for my inclusive attention) So, I sat back down and he proceeds discussing again. "Master Chris, I know you must've been shocked after hearing the truth and I don't blame you, but please, it's isn't a joke, you're a woods blood, and I got to know about your existence at master Leonardo's press conference, his oblivious to the fact that the boy he adopted is his son, his very own blood". " how!!! Please tell me how you found out?". ( I got a question out to the open, Adamson takes a time off and tell on the left truth to know, he says and I quote) "I know because, I was the person Mrs jane instructed to steal and kill you after you were born".

“I’m happy for you. Is the pack house that bad?” Quentin stares at me for a long time, my cheeks heat at the scrutiny. “What?” I pat my face, feeling self-conscious. “Do I have something on—” “You know many people only noticed your hair back then,” he begins. My blood runs cold, hands falling from my face. “I’m sorry, but I don’t understand what you mean.” “But I noticed your eyes. They’re the strangest shade of blue, too bright,” he says. “Almost transparent.”

But I at least have seen some stuff while I was here; this was still completely new to Ruby, and I knew it was going to take a while for her to adjust to everything. I tried to give her a reassuring smile, but I knew it wasn’t reaching my eyes. Joseph returned moments later and this time he was wearing a pair of dark blue scrubs and there wasn’t an ounce of blood on his body. When he came over to my bedside, he looked sheepish and almost ashamed. “I’m sorry you had to see that,” he murmured, keeping his tone low. “That wasn’t my intention.” “Whose blood was that?” I asked, eyeing him carefully.