Novel & Cerita Kingsman Blue Blood

"Next, Desmond was brought up to the stage but he looked weak and powerless. He was glaring at the host with his blue eyes, but even so, his gaze was still so alluring." I'll bid five million. Someone had begun to bid for him. I'll pay five million and five hundred thousand dollars! The people below raised the price like a bunch of fanatics. "As Mango looked at him from above, she marveled at the existence of such a person. Setting aside his stunning appearance, Mango had never heard of anyone with blue blood. " Is his blood really blue? Mango looked at Marissa as she spoke.

If Giovanni wasn't holding me up I would have sacked through my legs already. I was on the brink of running off and fly back to America when the door opened and a man with slightly gray hair stood in the doorway. He was wearing a gray suit and brown shoes. A woman with blonde hair tied up was standing beside him. Their hands were joined at their sides and were slightly wrinkled. I looked up at the man's face and looked straight into two blue eyes. I inhaled sharply and tears sprang to my eyes. Those are exactly like mine. The blue eyes held a slight sparkle of gold in them and were filled with regret and love. Love? For me? That could never happen, he hasn't even met me yet.

He exclaimed to the others. "Great show you got there." Said Agent Ariel standing beside him. Ariel has her hair braided, her arms have a wing tattoo as she popped a gum in her mouth. "Damn woman, that's why I like you." Amusement was on Agent Blue's face as he casually walked towards me and slung his hand on my shoulder. I glared and forcefully removed it, he grimaced in pain. "Easy woman, I'll die because of you before I get another mission." He has dyed blue hair, blue clothes, even he mentioned one time that his underwear is also blue! I always cringe at his style but he says that he wanted to stand out from everyone. Pretty dangerous for a spy where we have to blend in the crowd right?

taking my hand into hers, she tried to brush the worry, but she knew it could not do anything; “those people, those who attacked, are a strong cult of pure bloods believers, they believe that bloods should not be mixed, it happend to multiple packs, where incidents like this take places, the most recent happened with the Corrigens, where his human mate got killed by her own omegas. I remember that incident, it was a big blow, they said that the used dark magic to save the cups, but no one knows for certain what went down.

Soon the blue sky was covered with night fury and they all arrived at the Kastron Kingdom. ********** *Knock* *Knock* A knock resonated in the room followed by a wavering voice. "My k-king, they have a-arrived." The room fell in silence but the bed made a slight creaking sound soon after as he stepped down and fixed his robe. Raked a hand down his long dark silver hair while walking up to the window. He put his hand on the wall beside the window and leaned forward. A woman could be seen lying on the bed behind him, she was on her stomach, and she was fully dressed but her clothes were disheveled and her eyes were wide open. Her skin color had gone pale and blood had stopped pouring out from

Everything was giving luxury. And that was when I saw him. Through the window. Sword in hand. Shirtless. Muscles glistening in the sun like oil poured over rage. Damon. Alpha. King of this fucking nightmare. His body moved like a weapon. Every strike of the sword brutal. Every twist of his torso pornographic. I bit my lip so hard it bled. Then he turned. And he saw me. Our eyes locked. Blue. Fucking blue. Like frostbite.

A private library—because knowledge was just as lethal as territory. A central courtyard with a water feature—an oasis within dominance. Our own private wing—a retreat designed for us, untouched by outsiders. Leonardo traced the final blueprint, fingers tapping against the parchment. “You designed a kingdom, not just an estate.” I leaned against the edge of the desk, watching him now, smirking. “Would you expect anything less?” His blue eyes flickered with amusement before he reached forward, brushing his fingers against mine. “No. That’s why I married you.”

But the moment he saw the child's face, his expression transformed. Alexus stepped closer, following the King's gaze—then erupted in fury. "Why are his eyes blue?! How could my son have blue eyes?!" Silence crashed over the room. Everyone glanced at one another but no one dared speak. Royal vampire children—whether male or female—were always born with pure, blood-red eyes. It was a thousand-year iron rule. While other eye colors existed within the clan, they belonged only to side branches or mixed bloodlines—never the royal line.

Sink or swim, little bird. The doors swung open, and four men in sharp, European-cut suits entered, the Kingsman representatives. They were seasoned, weary, and clearly unimpressed by the presence of a new assistant and a boyfriend who seemed more interested in his reflection in the window than the balance sheets. “Let’s begin,” Killian rumbled.

"As a representative of the Council, I can't overlook that the Blood Moon Pack's registered beta broke the law. He will have to either be sentenced to death or imprisonment." I looked at the representative. "Amos and Blue, my beta and Estate Manager, will be coming home with me tonight without fuss or whatever fear you have of Oren is going to be the last of your problems." I glared at him. The man lost all color in his face. "The Covens, the Clans, and the Elven Kingdoms will eat you alive." His eyes bulged. 'T-The K-Kingdoms?" "Blue is part elvish. Half, to be specific," I said. "Do you want to even know what Amos is and who will be here if he isn't released within the next hour?"