Blood Relations Novel Novels & Stories

Fin's wolf snarled at the other male's hands on her. Xeon: Mine. Naked. Spread open. Bleeding for me. Fin: She almost just died and you're saying that. He clenched his jaw as his cock pulsed hard against his trousers, completely aware that was messed up. Elias glanced up at Fin and Jax. "Old medical protocols say siblings are often viable donors. Would Meredith pretend to care enough to help save Nova's life?" Jax didn't hesitate. "They're not related by blood." Fin's head turned — slow, precise — like a predator tracking movement.

It was the first gift I got myself right after my aunt Helen's funeral. Speaking of funerals, I wonder how Nova's family lives and if they have tried making any form of contact with her or if she's probably still holding off from them. Unlike Nova I am only a wolf and I have never really gotten the chance to experience true love, the only time I had experienced love was with my half brother . Although according to Kitan he had said I experienced most of mother's love and stayed with her the most while he was placed in a blood pool but then I was brought back to earth

“Innis, I could kill all your family right this instant, it’s not hard. But there would be an investigation, and you would be the one to get hurt the most.” Innis pondered my words. Apparently, she hadn’t thought about that. “But how?” “Tell me, could someone come to visit you? A guest, or a relative?” “Well...I do have some maternal relatives...” “Who?” “My grandfather had a sister, Annita Andago. She married Baron Belient of Tevarr, and I think they had a son. But we’ve long since lost contact with that branch.” “Makes sense. All right, I’ll be your second cousin on your mother’s side, Alex Belient.”

I said, as they regarded him like they would a servant. “My grandfather, Malachi Sinclair, currently Head Alpha of the US Council,” I said. “His wife, Jessica.” Malachi had smiled at the introduction, and Jessica had looked down her nose at them until Amelie looked away. “My sister, Saga, and her fiancé, William,” I said. “My uncle, Levi,” I said, and Levi gave them his cold stare, which I could tell scared the hell out of them.

He looked back at the wall as he continued to answer, “Now it works like this, anyone who has the Vincenzo blood in them is considered a part of the family. For now, there’s only four of us.” “Your grandmother, You, Vincent and Emilio?’ I pretty much knew it for a fact yet stated the words in the form of a question. He nodded, “Now it also works if I have a direct relation with someone, for example, my biological mother had nothing to do with Vincenzo blood but I won’t ever be able to harm her since she’s my direct blood relative but it won’t work the same way with my aunt from my mother’s side.” “Oh, I see.” I nodded as I looked at the floor, “I guess that makes sense.”

“Yes. But… this is weird. I actually feel fine. Maybe because John and I are related by blood? Maybe it recognizes the blood alone?” “Oh my. That’s true!” I said, with a clap. “In most of the stories, the bound woman or man never sleeps with relatives. It’s always a random wolf, or a noble knight they fell in love with. Or some other charming Alpha. It’s never a relative.” I said immediately. What if it really recognized blood alone? After all, we used our blood to sign everything. I bound myself with John’s blood, and the same blood flowed through Lucas’ veins. They were family.

As he flipped through the pages I’d marked, his eyes widened. “Whoa… this is serious.” I nodded. “He was in love with a woman named Evelyn. She was pregnant. Then something happened. He writes about betrayal, about someone keeping him from her. There’s even mention of his brother, who no one ever talks about.” Alex whistled softly, setting the journal down. “This sounds like something out of a gothic novel.” “It’s my life,” I murmured, staring at the ocean beyond the balcony. “This is my family. And if what he wrote is true, then there may be someone out there—someone descended from Evelyn and my grandfather—that no one ever told me about.”

How did I not realise this sooner? ‘You have to go. Just, get dressed and get out’. I told her, coldly. I didn’t mean to sound like a heartless asshole, this was just a lot to take in right now. Technically, there was no biological relation, but there was a family connection, and there was a vampiric relation. I turned her mother, I was her father's vampire brother. This was wrong! ‘Cole.. what did I do?’ I could hear the hurt in her voice. I just shook my head.

His eyes burrow into my soul as he says, “You’re my only living child, Raya.” “What happened to the others?” He breathes out a long breath, his shoulders are hunched like this is a heavy burden he’s been carrying for who knows how long. He shook his head, “My genetics are odd and I don’t know why. I’ve never been able to knock up another vampire, it was frowned upon that I wasn’t continuing my bloodline and damn it! I was fucking trying to.”

“Azzua’s blood is running through the veins of that vicious man? How? What are you talking about, Gia? Is that man not your cousin or something? We have no connection with you, so how can that man be carrying our blood?” Mrs. Azzua finally breaks the silence after a long moment of screaming silence, while her husband still battles with the revelation.