Bloodline Resort Novels & Stories

"I am guessing you are a pure blooded vampire as well." "Yes... yes my prince." Raziel snaked his hand round her neck, not actually holding it tightly, but he gave the princess fright. "I come from a bloodline of powerful vampires my prince. We would be the perfect fit." She managed to say, and Raziel pressed on her neck a little. "You have heard about me right? I don't look back when killing my victims." He then looked straight at her as if he was referring to her, and the princess' heart skipped. "Your life is on the line here princess."

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.”

she said sternly to the surprise of her parents, who glared at each other. "No Diala, you can't; this is far more dangerous," her mother let out, her sight remedied on her daughter. "No, mother," Diala rebuked, nodding her head, "I have fought far more dangerous wars, and I defeated all my opponents without any stress. Tomorrow, my servants and I will go over to the kingdom of Linerdo, and I will give Robert my word to fight this war with him," she declared, staring at her father.

I stared coldly right into her eyes, breathing anger on her face. “Don't do it, Jake! Lucio, my wolf pulled me back. “That is not who you are, let her go!” Lucio pleaded. Just then a black Lexus drove out of the parking lot. The lively sound of the car engine drew my attention though it was backing us. My brows knitted together when I saw the customized plate number of the car. “Caspian? Caspian Reed? He came back to town, interesting!” I muttered.

“And who you might become. Dorian’s tenure is ending and if you are to be selected, Lucien, we might have a problem on our hands with anomalous persons. I want to know that you will make the right call regarding these creatures.” “What’s the right call?” Eirene asked, earning a snicker from Raoul. “Watch her tomorrow. If she’s nothing, we move on. But if she’s something…” Isolde nodded coldly. “Then she must be archived before she becomes a real threat. That is how we protect our bloodlines, Lucien.” Lucien’s jaw tightened but he nodded. “Understood.”

“My only job today is to make sure you don’t give birth. The Falcone heir can’t be a bastard.” "He's not a bastard!" I used my last ounce of strength to protect my stomach. "I told you, he's Darren's child..." I felt a warm gush of liquid between my legs. It was blood. A lot of blood. "Stop... please, stop..." She paid no attention, continuing to kick and punch me. "The Falcone bloodline will not be tainted!" Despair washed over me. I knew my baby wasn't going to make it. I lost consciousness completely.

She was beaming, her eyes full of dreams for the future. "Let's have a destination wedding, alright? We'll get married in Southpoint, then have another ceremony in Eastwind. I heard the Lumians are very romantic, too… What about having another ceremony in the Lumian capital of Lumiere? I want to wear lots and lots of beautiful wedding dresses and take all kinds of wedding photos, fill up a whole wall with them…" Zach just looked at her, his eyes emotionless. "Annie's dead."

—echoed like a ticking bomb inside my chest. Why turn himself in now? Why after all this time, after everything he’s done? Because he was done being the hunter. He wanted to become the bait. And we were too grief-drunk to realize it. The Chevres. That name has been vibrating like a warning in my skull. Rosetta. Damon. The whole damn bloodline. They’re still out there. Jace pulled the bike to a stop by a cliff that overlooked a black stretch of forest. Stars bled into the open sky. For a second, it felt like we were just...people.

Then, softer, almost unwillingly, “But history has been wrong before.” She paced once, restless. “There were whispers. Bloodlines thought extinguished. Children born outside the pack. Hidden in plain sight. Marked but unclaimed.” She stopped in front of me. “If this were a mistake,” she said, her voice darkening, “the power would have rejected you. It would have torn you apart.” My chest tightened. Fear crawled up my spine. “I’m scared.” Mira’s eyes locked onto mine. “The wolves you saw,” she said slowly, “silver, gold, red, black… those are not pack wolves. Those are ancient aspects. Guardians of bloodlines long buried.”

“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.”