Melissa Benoist Blue Bloods Novels & Stories

He crossed the room and picked up a slim silver tablet from his desk. “I didn’t kidnap you, Isabella. I’m securing my property. There’s a difference.” “I am not your property.” “The child in your womb is,” he countered, eyes tracking every flicker of my face. “Do you really think I’m a fool? I know what you did. You found out Genesis Clinic kept my samples on file. You bribed Dr. Thorne to swap them. You wanted a golden ticket a way to tie the Santoro name back to the De Luca fortune.”

Ethan slid into the driver’s seat. I leaned against the window. “I want daily updates on everything,” I stated matter-of-factly before tapping the car and sending him on his way. “Christian Hale?” I turned around, finding a young blonde in a police uniform in front of me. I glanced around, taking in her companions hovering around their vehicles. Their hands tucked into their waist holsters. My lips formed a tight smile. “To what do I owe the pleasure, officer…” I glanced at her badge.”Monte.”

“I want to walk you through it so there are no surprises.” My hands are still in my lap. I don’t reach for it, just stare at the folder. “The position is live-in,” she continues. “But I’m willing to be flexible. Four days a week at the estate. Three days you’re free to maintain your work at the hospital, your personal life, whatever you need. I understand you have family obligations.” I blink. “How did you know I—” “I did my research, Miss Brennan.” She opens the folder. Slides a sheet of paper toward me. “Your mother is a patient at St. Mercy’s. Stage four cancer. Surgery scheduled for…” She glances at the paper. “Well. Pending funding, I assume.”

It was her last semester before college, so she needed the three of them to find harmony and peace of mind, focus on her exams and prom, not wander around town risking their lives while searching for a dangerous werewolf. Denise Novak. Melissa's consideration was redirected to the phone that Victoria Jorge had before her. On the screen was a photograph of a blonde woman lying on her stomach on dry grass. A large part of his body was in a navy blue hiking bed and there is a huge reddish dot in his hair. Melissa got the phone to look at the photo with more intent, then, in that moment, swiped her thumb to the side to see the next photo. In this one could see even more intensely and exhaustivel

"The baby? Henry is six, Joshua. What are you talking about?" I looked at the tablet. I opened a second file. "The rogues didn't just attack the apartment," I said. My hands began to shake again. "They took samples. Bianca wasn't just killing the competition. She was harvesting." Richard stood up. "Harvesting what?" "The True Blood," I said. I scrolled down to a lab report dated three weeks ago. "She wasn't just mimicking the bond, Richard. She was trying to grow a replacement." I turned the tablet toward him.

“The Blood Moon is at its peak tomorrow. With dark magic they could do anything.” “Like bring back Melania,” Micah stated, his voice low. Everyone looked at him in shock, silence enveloping the room. “Well, that makes sense,” Laurie said, breaking the silence. “They used the Blue Moon to transfer Nova into Xenia, and she survived. With the right spell and sacrifice, it would be easy for Melania’s soul to take over Xenia’s body.” “Then why are we still here talking?” Delilah asked, standing up in a panic. “We need to get to Xenia before that happens.”

In fact, when Duke Malcom mentioned the wedding dress, Melissa was surprised to know that the Kensington Estate's colours were sapphire blue. That was the colour she loved most and in fact, before she died in the real life, she had purchased a sapphire dress. She loved the design of the dress and wanted to replicate it. To do that, she needed some sketching materials and colours. As the original Lady Melissa didn't paint, there was no arts materials at home for her to use.

he pointed at her dress and when Melissa saw it she just brushed him off saying, "Oh this isn't my blood, it's all the fake blood that came from Anderson. I guess I sat on it when I was trying to crawl away from you," she gave him a sheepish smile and he sigh in relief. "Phew I'm glad you are both okay, come I will find you a change of clothes but in the mean time," He held her hand and led her to one of the bathrooms in the house which luckily had a water supply. She removed the blood covered clothes and showered

“No one pays enough attention to see the difference. Just keep them distracted.” Reluctantly, Elisa nodded. As Catherine slipped out of the room and into the night, Elisa took her place among the guests, her nervousness masked by a practiced smile. Outside the Blackwood estate, Melissa leaned against her car, taking in the surrounding of the mansion from a distance. She had spent the past few days piecing together the threads of the Blackwood Empire, Alex Montgomery included. The deeper she dug, the more disturbing the picture became. Her phone buzzed, and she glanced at the screen. An anonymous message:

I watched him as he walked out of my penthouse with determination and urgency in his steps and knew that he was going to make everything go smoothly as he usually does. I rest back against the couch I was seated on, closed my eyes, and smiled. If she thinks that she could just escape my clutches like that, then she’s got to think twice about that. But then the next minute, a frown replaced the smile on my face, as my thought drifted to the dangers that she was about to face soon. From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed.