Red Vs Blue O Malley の小説・ストーリー

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.

She couldn’t help but look up, and then froze. It was Ocelotte. Wasn’t he with his girlfriend? Why was he coming downstairs? Ocelotte stood at the door, his voice deep. “Let’s talk in my car.” Molly stood in the elevator for a few more seconds, then took a few steps forward. He turned his head, silently watching her. Only then did she move, but her legs felt as heavy as if they were weighed down with gold. Today, Ocelotte drove a blue Rolls-Royce Phantom. Molly guessed that the young lady liked this color, so he accommodated her.

He steps towards the backside of Cole several feet before whipping the weapon sending several loud cracks echoing through the air. “Noooo! Don’t do this! I didn’t do anything! I would never hurt anyone!” Cole cries out again struggling violently against his silver restraints. “You will stop!” I call out loudly as I make my appearance from the crowd. “Who are you to disrupt my discipline?” “Dresden asks angrily. “I am Alpha O’Malley of the Bluetail Pack. We have been looking for this individual ever since he ran from the hospital.” I explain as I notice my approach is being received with great fear from him.

I nodded my head towards Dmitry who immediately pulled her away from me. ‘You want in on the action too big guy?’ the red head fired at Dmitry. I returned my attention to Avery’s call, her voice was slurred and I heard someone cackling behind her. I smiled as I imagined Avery drunk. ‘You need a ride, Malyshka?’ I asked ‘Yes’ she said in a pouty voice. ‘We were just leaving. I’ll be there shortly, text me the address’ I said as Dmitry returned, redhead girl free. ‘Mind if we pick Avery up on the way home?’

Blue did little more than stare at her own reflection in the empty plate in front of her. Only when Anya re-emerged with a teacup of coffee—sans milk—and Marian took the very same seat at the end of the table did she finally look up. This time, the woman wore a plum-colored dress, far more modest on the chest, her hair secured in a neat bun. And as Blue glanced towards the woman, she couldn’t help but feel she was staring straight into a mirror, gazing upon the horrid, twisted future she faced. She stared straight back into her plate.

I paced around nervously while she just laughed at me. "Calm down missy." "Calm down?, I'm meeting his mom, his freaking mother Naomi, how the hell can I be calm?" Henry had called me earlier and told me to get ready, he said he'll be at my place in half an hour and we would be going to his mother's place. "You look awesome babe." "You think so?"I accessed myself in the mirror for the third time. Naomi had chosen a blue dress that was flair from the waist down because of my stomach. It stopped just at my knees and had silver decorations all over it.

Alessio pulled his phone out. New video call—incoming. Same unknown number. He answered. O’Malley’s face appeared smiling, sitting in a car. Behind him: the Manhattan skyline moving past the window. And beside him: a bound figure in the back seat. Marco the driver we’d just exposed. Gagged. Eyes wide with terror. O’Malley tilted the camera. “Found your traitor before you did,” he said cheerfully. “Thought I’d return him. Personal delivery.” The camera panned down.

Those two seem to really be getting on quite well. Finally Malik turned around. I'm truly starting to hate how easy it is to just look at him. Those insanely blue eyes he can't have inherited from either his mother and father, are almost like an endless pool of the unknown, which I could spent plenty of time discovering. If these feelings keep arising in my stomach, then this mission might become borderline dangerous. "I hope that no hostilities will arise, with whom I have decided to chose, to take on this date," Malik tells us.

As they pulled in, they saw ten or so other vehicles parked. "Everyone ready?" Ed said as he turned off the engine. He turned around and smiled. "No, but let's go anyways," Molly said from the back seat. Kelly hopped out, followed by Drake, Molly and her husband. She turned then, as everyone came together. Molly was looking especially sexy tonight, wearing a red dress that had folds set in it, creating an alluring effect. Drake and Duncan both looked similar, the former sporting a darker shade of red silk shirt than Duncan.

"Are you okay, Bella? You seem like you're in deep thought." Ayla's concerned voice caught my attention. "Uh, don't mind me, Ayla. I'm just a bit tired from our stroll earlier." "Are you sure, Bella? Your face looks flush." It was Mama Melly and her words got my eyes widened. Did I really blush?! Ayla's eyes narrowed so I opened my mouth to talk right before she could. "Ah, yes. It's hot earlier and it has been a while since I felt so much heat."