Bloodline Jess Lourey Novels & Stories

"I always said your mutt bloodline wasn't good enough for my son! But now, you're actually carrying a nameless rogue's bastard?" I frowned. I never thought she'd assume that. Sweating from the pain, I hurried to explain. "This pup is Rowan's! I never betrayed him!" But she just sneered, looking at me like I was trash. "I can smell it! You're still trying to lie? You don't have a single drop of my son's Alpha scent on you anymore!" "Were you planning to pin this bastard on Rowan to secure your spot as Luna? Tessa is a true pureblood she-wolf. She's carrying the bloodline I watched grow up. The bloodline Rowan swore a blood oath to!"

Many young girls came to the cafe just to meet and play with that baby. Well no doubt he was cute. “So, what did you find out from the men in the basement?” Yohan asked, “You gave the blonde one some first aid, I wonder why?” I stared at the USB on the table between us that Yohan had brought with him, “According to that blonde we all-” I pointed towards myself and then at Yohan, “-Especially dad were all underground dealers.” “I see, what about the other one?” “He didn’t open his mouth but the blonde one already confessed that he didn’t shoot Maya, he was there for you and only had silver bullets.” I looked at Yohan grimly, “He’s from a pack that has weak defenses.”

it hurts but I follow him, my gaze falling on that sand-colored fur covering my small legs and paws as I sluggishly trudge through the grass. We run together, the beautiful black wolf and I... I abruptly resurfaced back to reality with a strangled gasp, finding myself looking into a pair of faintly glowing golden eyes, taking one moment to register that I was actually staring at a completely stunned Jess, her eyelids fluttering a few times before that natural dark blue returned in her eyes, her features though still painting a canvas of pure, unadulterated shock. "What...What the fuck was that?!?" "That...that was the first time I ever turned..."

She translated the ancient words aloud. “From the blood of the weakest shall rise the one who is the Moonbound.” Maelva’s eyes narrowed as he listened to her. “Continue.” “The race of the Moonbound shall be powerless. The Moonbound shall correct the imbalance that has existed since time immemorial.” Seraphine turned another page. “The Moonbound shall walk over those who rejected her kind. She shall carry no wolf—” “She? The Moonbound is a female?” “Yes, Maelva. She shall carry no wolf, neither shall she bear any supernatural scent. Yet within her blood shall sleep the power to restore.”

“Then?” “How can you be so sure? She is wearing...” “She doesn’t have the mark on her shoulder blades.” Sheila came from the back. Amor sauntered towards the dead body and tossed it to look into his eyes. “A paramour bloodline carries a claw mark on her shoulder. She is not Savannah.” A crease of relief crossed their mind, but still, whoever she was, she must have been through a lot. “Who is she?” “She is Zabbie,” Jenny followed them with her car.

Her voice changes, anxiety and anger compete for priority. "Not that it's any of your business, but my mother is a Blue Blood. I'm the second cousin. And come on, I have something to settle". Now that I haven't brought my bow and arrow, it will be a free fight. But I am confident, Louise is a trained warrior, but she is no match for me. My Alpha genes prevail over her warrior bloodline, I am stronger than the average high ranking.

On the night her pack's alpha publicly rejects her for another woman, Seraphina Vale expects humiliation. She doesn't expect a death sentence. Stripped of her mate bond and left without protection, Sera watches Kael Draven name Isolde Kane his true Luna in front of the entire pack, and within hours, Isolde has convinced Blackthorn's elders that a rejected mate with no rank and no defender is nothing but a liability. Bound and dragged into the forest to be killed on her own alpha's order, Sera expects that to be the end of her story. Instead, a stranger cuts down her executioners without hesitation and claims her before she can say a single word in protest. Lucian Voss, alpha of a rival famil

I whispered, my voice full of terror. ​"I don't know," Jax said, his voice trembling. "But I’m looking at the Thorne files right now. There's a folder here labeled 'Bloodline Project.' Elena... the Thorne curse isn't just a story. It’s biological. It changes the DNA of anyone who carries the Thorne blood." ​I sank to the floor. I touched my stomach. ​The one-night stand wasn't just a mistake. It was a transformation. I wasn't just carrying a secret anymore. I was carrying his heir. And the heir was already changing me.

Lyra stayed with the babies. “The curse is reacting to new Virel blood,” the oldest Keeper said. “What does that mean?” Kael asked. “It means it’s fighting back. The renewal angered it.” “Can we stop it?” “We can slow it. With blood. With vows. With time.” Kael came home grim. Lyra saw it on his face the second he walked in. “What is it?” “Nothing. Just house stuff.” She didn’t believe him. But she didn’t push. Not with the babies finally asleep.

the king urged, releasing him. The alpha massaged his neck before proceeding. "This is where she slept. It was the Luna's orders." Kanyon had to press his palms to the surface of the wall. He hung his head low as he tried to contain his beast. "And the blood?" Cameron stepped in between the two, getting himself in position in case the king tried to kill the alpha because of his answer. Conroy swallowed hard and said, “The blood belongs to her as well. It came from the omega girl, Jessica."