Blood Link Novels & Stories

The room felt too small for the five of us to stand in. For a moment, she witnessed something she hadn’t before: a minor act of violence between the Alphas. Kael’s hand brushed against Dante’s shoulder with more force than necessary, a silent claim, a warning, and a spark of tension that could ignite at any second. Aria’s chest tightened further. The bond reacted instinctively, warmth spreading through her body, the connection between them all pulsing with energy she didn’t yet understand. Selena leaned back, observing with detached satisfaction. “Interesting,” she murmured. “So fragile, so volatile. A girl, and three wolves, and yet even a whisper of doubt shakes them. How… charming.”

he says. "I know," I say. He hands the knife back to me, handle first. "Keep it," he says. "Next time, aim for the throat." Outside, the moon is rising—two days from full, heavy and pregnant with light. But in the portrait room, surrounded by the faces of women who had not been allowed to choose, I feel something shift. The bloodline is not a curse, I realize. It is a question. And for the first time, I am ready to answer it on my own terms.

“You don’t get to decide that for me.” “No,” he admitted. “I don’t.” Ronan stepped forward slightly, his voice quieter now. “There’s more.” Aria looked at him. “Of course there is.” “The bond,” he said. “It’s not random.” Her expression tightened. “I figured that too.” “It’s tied to your bloodline.” That… she hadn’t expected. “What does that mean?” “It means,” Ronan continued, “who you connect to… isn’t chance.” Silence followed.

"Don't just wipe it, girl. Pack it into the track of the wound. Use your fingers. You have to find the source of the arterial bleed and apply direct pressure. Elara, hold his legs up. Keep whatever blood he has left in his torso." I grabbed Dante’s boots, my hands sliding against the leather because they were already slick with his blood. I lifted his legs, propping them against my chest, my breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps. I couldn't stop looking at his face. He was so pale. The tan of his skin had faded into a sickly, translucent gray, and his lips were turning a faint, terrifying shade of blue. "I'm pressing! I'm pressing, but it's not stopping!" Sophia cried, her chest heaving as

“Why?” “Just let me talk, son.” She took a slow breath. “When a dragon gives their blood to another supernatural being to save their life, something happens. The blood creates a bond. The bond it creates is known as a life bond. The person you save becomes connected to you for the rest of your life. If they live, you live. But if they die…” Her voice trailed off. I already knew where this was going. “They die, you die.”

Chapter 20: Bloodline and Bypass "Stop," Thalen hissed, his hand shooting out to lock around Zeyric’s wrist with a grip so tight the bones clicked together in the freezing gloom of Malakor’s antechamber. "Do you feel that? The threshold ward isn’t just keyed to faculty mana signatures. It’s a literal blood-gate. It reads lineage."

I went to aunt Margret's room to rest a bit. "I had a good time with you last night. Will like to do that often if you don't mind. The rice and beans were killing.." I heard Adams voices in my head through the mind link, and I shook. His voice stirred up all kinds of forbidden emotions in me that I knew I needed to be careful. He was the next King, he was a Blood, and he was engaged. It was a big red light.

She had a big gash in her right thigh, her head was bleeding and her arm looked bruised, she walked towards me and lifted her hand to my head. 'I am fine, we need to warn the rest of the pack, there is this weird man attacking' she said through the link, what was that? 'How can you mind link without the pack bond?' i asked in shock. 'I am a witch hybrid who can manifest the sun, and all that surprise you is the fact that i can mindlink without the pack bond, you underestimate me a lot'she replied amused. leaving her hand on my forehead she continued 'we need to go back' passing by and removing her hand from me, feeling the lost of her touch, I turned and walked by her side, my wolf missing h

“Great, I’m starving. I wasn’t able to get anything but strong coffee for breakfast. I was in and out of meetings all morning, but I wanted to be here to talk to you about what I found in your blood.” He sits down as a bring over the iced tea that I had sitting outside in the sun. When I get back in that my son had all the paperwork on the table. I pour the tea as he ruffles through the papers. “I found something unusual in your blood. Now if I were human, I’d probably not even seen it, or just look over it.” “And what is that?” “Traces of the fountain of youth.” “Are you sure about that?”

“Okay, he should have already explained this to you. However, if you don’t mind hearing some of it from me, then I will continue." I nod, wanting to know where he was going with this and how it would be possible to talk to Julian without any sort of assistance. “Okay. You have Julian’s blood inside you, which completed what we call a blood bond. A blood bond connects two or more people together. So, close your eyes and relax.” I do as he says, closing my eyes and relaxing as much as I can. He then says, “Good. Now focus only on him and open your mind.”