Blood Relations Novel Novels & Stories

"Don't know if you can remember him. The guy I was talking to at the company's restaurant." "Oh that guy? Okay," Chloe said as she dried her hair with a towel. "He's Bentley's cousin too and they all work at the same company. That's not bad. No wonder their business is thriving. I guess Bentley's father is the type that believes in family more than anything." "You can say that again. He seems cool," Nova said, still texting. "But I wonder if he has blood relations with Savannah. They have a striking resemblance." "Maybe. And I really hope he's not like his sister. Or worse."

“Forget it.” “No, no.” She grabs my hand to stop me from leaving. “I wasn’t expecting you to ask. That’s all.” I sit on the edge of the seat and let her speak. “Uhh, okay… okay… I didn’t think I would ever have a conversation like this, but Okay. Let’s think about this rationally. There’s truth in facts.” She begins to count on her fingers. “You two aren’t blood related. Annnd, he is Beta Scion. He doesn’t have Beta blood, but it won’t matter once he goes through the ascension ceremony. You have Beta blood because of me and your dad. And Luna blood because of Grandma Jane. You’re technically brother and sister, but you weren’t raised together… So while, yeah, uncomfortable for me and probabl

Their vast business empires were inherited by their nephews, cousins, and other relatives. Those heirs, coincidentally, were the male lead, the second male lead, and the third male lead of the original novel. This was why I had been so confident when I bet that the children belonged to all three of them. After all, who would reject a child who could potentially be their own when facing their mortality? Especially Reuben, whose nephew became the male lead of the story. After becoming the CEO, that nephew shared a dramatic love story with Melanie, involving cat-and-mouse chases and an inescapable romance.

"The report you received last time was forged by my people. This one is the real report." Isabella gritted her teeth and angrily took the report. Alexander and Benjamin also gathered around to see the text at the bottom of the last page, and all three of them were shocked. Isabella and Sherry share a 40% blood relationship. Isabella's head buzzed, her mind went blank, and Sherry was still bewildered, not understanding what was happening. She was pulled into Isabella's arms. "Sherry..." Isabella's voice choked, tears streaming down her eyes.

She gently retrieved a medical file from beneath her pillow. Gently opening it, she looked again at the unfavourable report. Cadence and Christian's DNA did not match. They were not biologically related. She gently wiped away her tears. "Now I understand that it's not blood, but the bond we share that truly makes a family.” She caressed the file softly before closing it again, “it's time, I burn it for the lifetime.” She whispered ….

the doctor explained clearly. Freya breathed a sigh of relief. Her body slumped as if she wanted to collapse to the floor. That pair of legs, however, can still position her. Arsenio wanted to help her. However, he canceled his intention with all the considerations. Arsenio looked at Freya for a long time. The contents of his head were wondering, is it true that these two people have a blood relationship? If it was true, then how could an ordinary person be related to an envoy of the Mafia System?

How did one accidentally find out some people were related by blood? “I had just happened to be studying some of those ancient spells in order to kill time, which include finding family members,” he explained. “So you used a spell to see if they are relatives?” “When I found Tynan and Abi, I found a chance to take their blood, and according to the description in the book, I found that their blood was fused,” he said. “Which meant that they were related by blood,” I finished off for him, and he nodded. “Why does he trust you so easily?” I asked in curiosity. Someone like Tynan shouldn’t be able to trust others easily, so why did he trust Paviar?

She staggered backward, bracing herself against the desk as the truth hit her full force. Her ex—her cousin—was more than just someone from her past. He was part of her genetic fabric. The very blood that ran through their veins was intertwined, passed down through generations. The connection they had wasn’t a mere attraction or a mistake—it was a biological inevitability. It was genetics.

“Who was that man?” I paused and glanced over my shoulder at Vanya. She sat on the bottom step, knees pulled to her chest with her arms wrapped around her legs, and her chin resting on her knee as she watched me. “Is he your friend?” she asked. “No,” I growled as I turned back to my task. “Oh.” I sighed. “I don’t have friends, I only have family.” “You have brothers and sisters?” “No.” Picking up the dustpan, I walked over to the pile of dirt. “Only the new generations have siblings, except for the brothers. They are the only ones from the facility who are related by blood.”

"I told you we escaped through a drainage lot. I told you Dante got hurt. But I never mentioned my arm. I haven't even let the medic touch it yet. How did you know it was broken, Congo?" Congo's eyes snapped to the rearview mirror, his brow furrowed as a dark, defensive anger flushed across his face. "What exactly are you trying to say, Sophia? How dare you even think I would want to endanger my brother's life?" "I'm just asking a question, Congo," I said, my voice tight, refusing to back down under his glare. "How did you know?" "I am his brother, Sophia!" Congo shouted, his voice booming inside the tight space of the SUV, his knuckles turning white on the steering wheel. "I share his blood