Bible Bloodlines Novels & Stories

Bienley smiled warmly with his sad eyes staring at Justin. "Papa?" Justin whispered again in confusion. "I so love your dada..you two know that...and I love you both so much... How I wished I'm the one who carried both of you in my body...how I wished it was mine and your dada's blood running in your veins...How I dreamed I was the one who gave you life" Bienley tearfully said while smiling despite his tears. "It's a miracle that I so prayed to have, Justin...because how I wished your blood had your dada's too not just mine and some random woman and how I wished I have my blood on Zack" Bienley continued while he stared at Justin who is still staring at him.

"It's time to prove your loyalty to me, I know my stupid cousin thinks he is the Alpha of the Night Walkers but I know one day, my wolf form will be free, even if I die trying my son Andre will take over from where I stop, now I want you to attack the pack that did this to my family in the past, the pack who cursed my lineage and bounded my wolf form and stripping my line of the alpha title,I I heard from an insider that the Moonstone pack luna is given birth right now to the next heir, I don't want that, attack the pack and take their baby from them, do not kill them, I want them to live in pains forever and leave this life with no one to succeed the alpha title." They were all happy to car

Anine asked. "Your daughter needs the blood of the deity on it. When he appeares in human form, give him a cut. Do not wrestle with him. Just a cut. The blood of that body he uses is the only thing that is needed on this sword. Ajonwa is a Spirit but he uses the body to wreak havoc. Get the blood on the sword and he would be no more. "He would kill me!" Anine said almost loudly. "Once his blood touches the sword, he would be rendered powerless and he will never use that body again. Can you do it? Consider the generation yet unborn and what he would do to them. Remember what he did to you, would you allow him to do it to another?"

She had wanted us to visit during Samhain but I wasn't able to get Caden to do so. "A boy, it's always a boy. Alpha, beta, and gamma bloodlines almost always end up with a boy as their first born," Brody snorted. Caden nudged him as they both stood up to go back to their seats," Beta Orion wasn't the oldest of his bloodline! He has four sisters, three older and one younger. Just because Ace was born beta doesn't mean it was going to end up a male pup." "Gideon wants a daughter," I absentmindedly spoke, settling back into the couch.

“You’ve had this all along?” “Yes.” “Why didn’t you show me?” “Because I didn’t think it mattered.” “You don’t get to decide what matters anymore.” Kael looked at me. “I know.” He handed me the journal. I opened it. The first pages contained records of previous Alpha bloodlines. Births. Deaths. Wars. Treaties. Then I reached a page marked with a black ribbon. My heart began beating faster. I read the first line. THE PROPHECY OF THE TWO BLOODS.

It was a fairly large book that read Family Crests. I got excited and stood up waiting for him to open it. “It so happens I was familiar with that story and I have done my research on blood lines as a hobby.” Paul flipped a few pages in and stopped when it said ‘The Abbett Family’ and below it was a crown with a sword threw it. I was let speechless. Alpha Paul read the text,

"You think I care about the puzzle? I didn’t ask for this chaos. My focus should be on leading my pack, not on babysitting a hybrid with unknown ties!" "Is that what you think it is? Babysitting?" Qwin challenged, her voice rising slightly. "Irwin is the only hybrid connected to our Bloodlines Dorian. You cannot dismiss her so easily." The weight of her words settled heavily in the air. Dorian took a step back, the implications of Qwin’s statement crashing over him like a wave. "What are you saying, Grandmother?" "Yes," Qwin replied, her tone now measured, almost conspiratorial. " You made that decision when you refused full blooded wolf that wanted you."

he said, “It will make more sense soon.” “What is that supposed to mean?” I demanded. I didn’t like that they were keeping things from me. Drake sighed and walked back towards the table. I followed as he spoke. “As you are aware, there are four angelic bloodlines, although they all come from the same source.” He looked at Aaron, who was pulling out another book. “As always in balance, there are four distinct demon bloodlines. Again, all originating from the same source.”

Bloodline power was the only vessel that could contain ancestral skills and divine techniques of major families that had ascended to the higher realm. It was unmatched by sacred lands in Southsky, Midland and other regions. Though some founders of sacred land sects succeeded in becoming a celestial, it was essentially not possible to pass down their bloodline's power.

“That’s not reassuring.” Blake ignores him. His eyes never leave mine. “James didn’t just mark you,” he says. “He triggered something.” Cold dread settles in my stomach. “Triggered what?” I ask. The fire in my veins surges, answering before he does. It coils tighter, stretching, unfolding, like something long asleep is finally waking. Blake smiles. “The bloodline,” he says. “The one everyone thought was a myth.” Ethan stiffens. “No.” “Yes.” Blake’s voice is reverent now. “The Goddess-bound line. The kind that doesn’t manifest unless pushed to the edge of death.”