Novel & Cerita Bloodline Dc

'Do liars eventually believe their own lies? "I wasn't gonna spell it out, but let's be real—I was too naive, too stupid. I know why you married me. My rare blood type. You needed a walking blood bank for Emma." His face drained of color. I didn't stop. "If you'd just asked, I would've donated. But you drugged me. Stole from me. "Do you even get how terrifying that was? I spent nights wondering if I'd fall asleep and never wake up—just another body you drained dry.

“You were there when he was killed?” Bianca nodded her head. “I ran … I didn’t know what to do so I came here and I found Eris. He was helping me look for my mother.” Dominic took a step backward and dragged his hand through his hair. He turned to look at Faro and shook his head. “What the fuck do we do with her?” Bianca’s eyes snapped open and fear flashed in them. “What?” “We take her home, Dominic. She’s a Vittori by blood. We take her home and we keep her safe,” Faro said.

and a soft breeze enveloped Selena for a moment. "It should help bring her temperature down," Lillian said, and I nodded. I stare at Lillian and Selena's mother as they went on with their thing, when I was suddenly received a mind-link from Davies. "Alpha, we have a problem," Davies' voice came through the mind link. "What problem?" I asked, prepared for anything Davies might say, but the words that came back to me were unexpected. "It's the assistant to the vampire lord. He's requesting a meeting with you."

“No. I won’t let him steal what’s mine.” “You mean ours,” my father says. My jaw tightens. “No. Mine.” Sebastian speaks, his voice rough. “Even if we expose Carlos, it won’t be enough. Not if the pack’s scared.” “Then we give them something to believe in,” I say. “Something stronger than fear.” “Like what?” my father asks. I hesitate. Then I say it. “Me.” They both look at me, surprised. “I’m done waiting for approval. Done playing by their rules. I’ll show them I’m worthy of the bloodline.”

Ever since she arrived at Blackthorn, it hadn’t appeared and she would have preferred it that way, but now, she feared it won’t always be like that anymore. On her arm, she saw the lines again, like vines twisting and circling. It moved on its own and it had a glow of its own—a faint one. She raised her arm and watched it closely, not understanding what it was and why it chose her out of the billions of people alive. Or could it be that she wasn’t the only one? Like how she discovered that there are vampires and wolves in the school, could there be more out there? Even from her other school?

But how? Rebekka, tell me, how does someone with a Bloodline such as yours end up as a slave? Damon’s voice was clear in my head, was that it? My bloodline? My blood? My eyes widened in surprise, that was it, it must be my blood… that was why Lord Stephan recovered from wolfsbane poisoning. I was jumping up and down in excitement now, a crazy idea had crossed my mind.

That bloodline. Alice? She was a threat to that. She left him, but not quietly. She fled to Dominic Grey. A name whispered like a death sentence. No one challenged Dominic. Not even Christopher. Not when he had the black market, and the loyalty of entire cartels. A notorious scavenging felon willing to gut someone alive who accidentally stares at him. Alice gave birth to a girl, Jewel Grey. It was Dominic’s. But Christopher insanely wanted Alice. So instead of fighting to win her back, Christopher settled for what was left.

"I could have killed you." "You could have," he agreed. "If you hadn't stopped." He stood up, swaying slightly, then offered me a hand. I took it, terrified I might accidentally hurt him again, but nothing happened. The circuit was closed. "This is why the Bloodline was feared," Ares said, pulling me up. "It isn't just strength. It's parasitism. It's symbiosis. We are a battery for each other, Yara. If one of us is strong, the other can feed. If one is dying, the other can sustain."