Bloodline Hotel Novels & Stories

Volks Hotel was the best hotel near Centro Hospital. Now, it was booked out by the Crestfalls as a temporary stronghold. In the most luxurious room in the hotel, Joshua mercilessly threw the bound Sonia on the ground, insensitive to the fact that she was of the fairer sex, causing a bump to instantly swell on her head. “You’re Sonia Timberland, Bruce Timberland’s daughter, right?” Idris looked at her with a sinister smile on his face, making her shudder.

Looking back from that very first time I saw her, I have to say that I've got a strong feeling that we have a connection. Although she was young back then, while I'm a teen wolf without a mate and is troubled by the relationship I have with my father. That did not hinder my emotions from slowly building. Hotel Blanca is written on the front side of the white building which is consisted of fifty floors that stands in the heart of the City. The wide name with glittering lights all over, attracts the people into its fancy decorated wide entrance hall. "Good evening, do you have a reservation sir?" The smiling face of the hotel receptionist puts me back to reality. We were already standing at th

The car stopped in the parking lot of a five-star hotel. During my attempt to get out of the car, the driver opened the door for me to assist me. I thanked him and instructed him to make a reservation for a room for himself at the hotel. In order to alleviate his concerns, I assured him that I would be the one to pay for it. The driver gave me a nod. While I was looking around, I entered the hotel. When it came to the hotel business, the Crystal Blood Pack was doing exceptionally well. These types of five-star hotels were available in this pack. It seemed as though a great number of Alphas came here to release their pleasure.

The sound of the banging angered Bill. He opened the door, only to find everyone from the Guild of Eternal Life blocking the way. Some of them attempted to rush in but were stopped by the bodyguards in the room. "What are you trying to do? What murderer? Do you know where you are? Bloomington Hotel belonged to Bill's Sangrea Group. Every bad incident in his hotel would feel like a slap in the face. A burly man charged forward, knocking down two bodyguards and yelling angrily, "Hand over that old man. He killed our professor. We want revenge!"

"How did you—" "We didn't send that. The Bloodline did. Three hours ago. We intercepted it." Luna leaned forward. "They're already targeting people connected to you. Using your loved ones as leverage. So you can tell us what we need to know, or you can wait for them to make good on their threat. Your choice." Viktor slumped. "The Bloodline. Twenty-three confirmed members. Ex-military. Ex-Circle. Ex-government. All people who benefited from the old system want it back."

He said, “Cassian was poisoned with silver.” “What?” Julianne raised her eyes and moved to the bed. She had thought he was just wiped out of exhaustion and had lost a few amount of blood and would get better soon, but to think it was silver… “What do we do? How do we save him?” she asked desperately. Maximus stared at Cassian for a few seconds and said, “That is up to you.” He looked at her and spoke again, “Cassian once told me that your blood is different than any one he has ever had. He also said a few drops were better than any two cans of blood.”

"Ah, yes and one more thing. Tell me about the Casino." "Casino? Would you like to play Casino, Young Master, at the Berlian Hotel?" Bastian's eyebrows trembled. The man, who always wore a black suit and matching trousers everywhere, couldn't hide his surprise. *** Two days have passed. Evening has come to say hello. Without dinner, Arsenio went to the Berlian Motel which is located southwest of Sky Blue City. More precisely in District D12. The hotel, which has 70 floors, is also the most luxurious six-star hotel in District D12 and the busiest hotel in Sky Blue City.

His voice was laced with concern but I was already on the edge The mere mention, or the thought of finding a mate always struck a nerve, reminding me of this curse that haunted me. I already lost one mate because of it, her death was a stain on my soul I could never wash away. The thought of finding another mate was repulsing but my bloodline was at stake and my mother's constant bickering over finding a mate only made matters worse. I never asked to be an unfortunate heir from a cursed lineage. “Let's just focus on the meeting”, I snapped, redressing my well-tailored tuxedo before dragging in a long puff of my Cuban cigar. “How long before we get to Red Keep?”. I glanced at Ryan, my chauffe

He waved Cain forward silently, signaling him to continue. Cain nodded quickly and signaled toward the grand entrance. The heavy doors creaked open, revealing a man thin, pale, and clearly exhausted. His scent revealed his lineage immediately; he was a hybrid. The hybrid walked forward slowly, each step heavy with hesitation, his gaze locked on the floor.

Two heads roll across the concrete like bowling balls . The third vampire snarls and lunges . The stranger catches him midair , slams him against the wall , drives something silver straight through his . He drops like a puppet with cut strings . Silence. Except my ragged breathing and the wet drip of blood hitting concrete . The stranger turns. Tall, black hoodie , silver eyes that seem to cut straight through me . Blood splattered across his jaw like war paint . “You okay ?” His voice is low, rough , like he’s not used to speaking .