Bloodline Of Cain Novels & Stories

Just as my mother stumbled on her knees panting, exhaustion had caught up with her. Cain blocked our path looking like a dreadful monster "You know what is right Reuben, an heir is an advantage and a disadvantage. It gives you power to continue your bloodline, but it also ends your life...I don't know about you, but I am not about to die. Plus I already have an heir." The path was divided into three "Go, I'll fight him." Reuben said and even though I no longer trusted him in my heart, I hoped he wouldn't die as my mother pulled me to the other path, I still looked back.

I was about to get to Emilia's Building when I noticed the security man arguing and fighting with some mean-looking men I looked well and I was shocked to see Hill amongst them. The Caine family has been passing down their lineage through male heirs for five generations. However, when it got to the Fifth generation, there were no sons, hence the family left their daughter at home, and married off their daughter to my dad to carry on the family line. They had two children: a brother and sister named Hailey and Hill

I pressed my lips together and breathed through it. "Okay," I said when I trusted my voice again. "Okay. So Cael was my biological father. A hybrid alpha. The hunters have been tracking his bloodline." I looked at Mara directly. "What does that mean? What is it about the bloodline specifically that makes them this desperate?" Mara reached to the shelf behind her and pulled down one of the bound notebooks, setting it on the table between us. She opened it to a page near the middle that had a dense handwriting, diagrams, and a sketch of what looked like a family tree with certain names underlined twice.

Clenching my hand, I paused briefly. Selena's hand gently rested on my shoulder. I wiped my face and continued, "Within seconds, my parents' lifeless bodies were lying in front of me, followed by a curse..." Through gritted teeth, I squeezed out the words, "A curse that the Alpha sons would never recognize their mates. A curse that they would forever remain unmated." Closing my eyes tightly, I finally let the words escape my mouth. Selena lightly pinched my face with her fingertips and asked, "Then how did you manage to escape?"

This time Leo leaves a hand on my shoulder and turns me to face Ben along with him. “Ben, this is Remington. Alpha Jamie’s son.” This one sentence changed the air around us. A new wind blew through the pack members as the truth of my bloodline was announced so simply in that one introduction. Whispers moved through the group but the loudest gasp came from right in front of me, standing next to Ben. For all the confusion this day held, I felt the worst for Mina right now trying to put pieces together she didn’t even knew existed.

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

Aries murmurs. Caspian runs a hand through his hair, fingers shaking with restrained fury. "Cain stood there—stood there—and declared that because he is the firstborn son, he is the rightful heir." His voice turns sharp, dripping with disdain. "As if blood alone is enough to make a king." I suck in a breath. "He actually said that?" "Stale blood," Aries comments idly. "He forgot to mention that part."

Was Jace really Dominic’s adopted son—or was he something far more dangerous? A pawn. A weapon. The lost bloodline of the Chevre, raised in the heart of their enemy’s house. The implications twisted through the decades of bitter feud, alliances broken, and lives destroyed. Jace Grey was no accident. He was the result of a gamble played by men who dealt in secrets. And now, knowing the truth, the observer smiled—cold, calculating. The game had just changed.

“Didn’t you? You touched his mind. You dragged him into this place—” “He stands where all who resist me stand,” the figure said. “On the edge of being unmade.” My knees weakened. Kael. Unmade. The word echoed like a blade inside my ribs. “You’re lying.” My voice cracked. “You’re trying to break me.” “I am trying to prepare you,” he said, stepping closer. “You are the daughter of the first bloodline. You were never meant to remain mortal. You were never meant to love one of them.”

"The fact that you held back, that you had control even in that first surge, it suggests dilution." He paused. "One parent with Moon Blessed blood, perhaps, one without." "My real parents." I turned to face him. "The Veythornes aren't my birth family, are they?" "I would be very surprised if they were." Zane shook his head. "Cassian Veythorne's bloodline is well-documented, strong Alpha heritage, nothing extraordinary." "No, child. Whoever gave birth to you possessed something far rarer." His expression grew distant. "I spent decades hunting for survivors of the old bloodlines. I never found any. Until tonight, I thought I was chasing myths and ghosts."