Rusty Bluey Novels & Stories

A murmur rippled through the hall. Rhun exhaled slowly. “That answer would suffice from any other Alpha.” Kael’s jaw tightened by a fraction. “But not from you,” Rhun continued. “Because you are not like the others.” No. He wasn’t. Blue Alphas were never like the others. They were containers. Vessels. They absorbed what others bled out — grief, resentment, unspoken violence. The things that tore packs apart. Over time, it accumulated, pressing inward until the Alpha either shattered… or disappeared.

Since Sirene and Hector were not yet signed a contract with the tiny birds, the tiny birds are always hanging on their future masters' shoulders. “I named my Bluey,” Sirene said as she smiled brightly. Soheila raised her right eyebrow and said in a flat tone. “How creative you are to give names. Red and Bluey? How cool.” Sirene squinted her eyes and said confidently, “Of course! Duh! Look at my baby Bluey.” She picked the tiny blue bird from her shoulders and showed it to Soheila. “Yeah, yeah, I see. How cute.”

Katleya stopped when Blue handed her his phone. “What’s this for?” she asked. “Your Facegram name. I want to be friends with you. You’d like that, right? I can even introduce you to my twin,” Blue said. “Fine. Thank you.” Katleya added herself using Blue’s account. Once done, she handed the phone back. Blue smiled when he saw Katleya’s display picture. She wore a two-piece swimsuit, showing off her beautiful figure and a mole on her chest. He stared at it seriously.

Skye spoke as they resumed walking while they watched Iero looking so dreamy about Hierro’s world. Hierro sighed in relief. “But, you also don’t have to be tense, yourself.” Skye told him. Hierro fell silent. “I know that Blue has become your friend, too, like Hail. But – “ Skye spoke as he held Hierro’s hand. “ – you should know that Blue is a fairy. Even though the fairies of this world are transparent, making them look weaker, but you know that Blue, the fairy from our world, is not.” He said. “Blue is very tough, or else how would he have survived being trapped in his own forest by our grandmother, Yuria, for ten years?” he asked.

“Bluey!! You finally came. For a second I thought you abandoned me and left me to rot here. Can you imagine Amanda even came here to tell me you wouldn't come and that Isabel wasn't my child, such nonsense”. Mr gold chuckled weakly. Bluey stood tall with her shiny blue dress and dark shades to hide all the evil behind her eyes. It seems blue was her favorite color just like her name. Isabel stood just beside her mother, her face nonchalant and calm.

complained Sugar Aquarius slightly querulously. “I… I… I… like your sexy, sturdy and muscular blue body, My Hero… Blue is also one of my favorite colors actually. So, would you mind letting me stay in this position for a few moments ahead?” Evania tightened her hug. She nuzzled her hero monster’s hard and sturdy chest.

They were a striking shade of beautiful blue, like deep sapphire pools, reflecting the tranquillity of the morning sky. Embarrassment flushed through me, my cheeks warming with a blush as I stood there, caught in the midst of my clumsy mishap. Yet, his expression softened, and a warmth radiated from his beautiful blue eyes. They held a tenderness that made my heart flutter, a connection that spoke of shared moments and unspoken emotions. Even in this vulnerable state, his eyes conveyed a reassurance, as if to say, "It's alright, Nesta."

“And Alpha Devant ordered for his death when the mad king found out about Ahbaya’s secret group.” She was beginning to sound testy, whiney even. But who wouldn’t when you’ve found out that your mate, your future partner in life had been fucking another woman in the sideliness. I understand her, painfully so. But I’ve seen Blue. I know who he is and I’ve encountered him a couple of times when I was still one of Ahbaya’s boys. Blue was tall with a lean muscular frame. His eyes were as blue as the ocean and his silver long hair reached down to his back.

&&&&& Few minutes later, Blue was walking to his class when Ruthless blocked him. "Yes, what can I do for you?" Blue asked. "Stay away from her," Without speaking her name, Blue knows who he was referring to. "And if I don't?" "Well let's just say you won't survive if I strike. I may not know how to show my emotion but don't dare me. She's my mate and she belongs to me. Do not touch what is MINE." By now, they were gaining attention. "In his own territory, even a Hellhound acts like a demi-god," Blue said.