Bloodline Resort Novels & Stories

Mom asked. He took a few steps in and said, "ma'am, master Leonardo wishes to speak with you at his study room!! Please come fast". ( Anderson left after informing mom). She turns her eyes back and signed her way out to meet her new boss, leaving me behind in the room and thankfully she didn't say, I shouldn't explore the mansion, I've got to do some sightseeing. ( Smiles and leaves also). NEXT CHAPTER LOADING---------- ( BLOODLINE, stolen at birth)

“Impressive, isn’t it?” The resort offered everything one could dream of—private golf courses, equestrian trails, volcanic hot springs, and the famed Glass Moonlight Beach, where the sand glowed under the moonlight. The exclusivity of the place was almost intimidating. Only a hundred guests were allowed per quarter, and the VIP membership came with a staggering annual f*e. Allie shook her head in disbelief. “Who even pays for this?” Julian shot her a playful grin. “People like me.” As they reached the check-in desk, Allie’s nerves kicked in. Her disguise, though effective, felt suffocating in the extravagant setting. Yet, she couldn’t deny the breathtaking beauty around her.

"He said my bloodline was a high-yield match for his lineage. That's why he married me. Is this true? Was my mother aware of this?" "Caden is an arrogant boy playing with matches in a powder keg," Maren scoffed, straightening up and walking behind her desk. "Your bloodline isn't just a 'rare match' for his pathetic lineage, Sera. Your bloodline is Ashborne. It is an ancient, sovereign strain that predates the modern pack system by thousands of years. It doesn't produce 'strong heirs' for lesser Alphas. It carries a genetic resonance that makes standard Alpha commands completely useless against you. Someone went to extraordinary lengths to chemically and mentally suppress your wolf from the m

The money spent on Shelly was a worthy investment. Mia and Shelly joined the party. Most of the guests were there, hence the lively atmosphere. Shelly took out her phone to take pictures. "Monalize, this private resort is a new place. Only reservations are accepted. It's never opened to the public. "I've heard that everything here, from the designs to the decorations, is branded. Especially those plants in the parlor—they are rare and imported from abroad, some even endangered species."

I guess it got so used to me and now I just need to walk around till I feel dizzy. I stepped out of the room going to feel my eyes outside the living room. My jaw dropped, the environment looks so beautiful at night and I can not stop loving it all. The fireflies, I only saw them once when I was still a kid but now I got the opportunity to see them again. A hand gripped me suddenly from behind and I struggled with it and the eye I saw was like a rainbow, I have never seen such before in my life. "Who are you and why do you have the last bloodline royal birthmark on your back?"

Everything was modern and bare, adorned only by necessary items. It was immaculately clean and tidy, like nothing I’d ever seen. I was standing in the perfect guest room peering out the window at the woods behind the house when someone came into the suite, the door loudly opening and closing out in the hall. I hurried from the bedroom, though I tried to look casual when I peeked around the corner at my mate specifically taking off his shoes before placing them into a closet. He glanced up, eyes bright. “I should apologise for my pack’s behaviour,” he said, “but first…” - his hand stretched out toward me - “I am Jari-Einar Colborn - Alpha Jari-Einar. But you can call me Jari.”

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?

"I am Zira, the Blood Moon Pack's leader. And you are now in my domain. I could see the tightness in Kane's shoulders as his eyes grew wide. "The Pack of Blood Moon? You’re a legend. What are you doing here?” Zira’s lips curved into a sneer. “I’m here to put an end to Korrin’s reign of terror. And I need your help to do it.” I gazed at her, shocked by the offer. Zira was notorious for her brutality, and her pack was dreaded across the realm. The other packs did not like the Blood Moon Pack, but we might have a shot if Zira agreed to work with us.

"The thermal masking works through Silver-adjacent resonance specifically." "But Torr's Redshore Collective has Silver-adjacent lineage," Maya said. "He mentioned it in the registration documents. Third generation removed from a hybrid bloodline." Silas looked at the registration data. She was right. "And Sasha," Maya said. "Her grandmother's records are in the Graywater Collective's historical files. Silver lineage, diluted but present." "Enough to run a secondary injection point at the correct register," Silas said. "If they know how," Maya said.

I read the text three times. Each time it says the same thing. It matches Lucia. Dara's daughter in Santa Fe. A teacher. Bloodline one, the root, the founding contribution, seven generations of continuous cultivation twelve miles from Mira Seca. And something else. Something that doesn't match any of the seven original bloodlines. Something that matches my eight-month-old daughter. I text Pren back. How is that possible? Lucia's additional profile comes from the Sinclair bloodline combined with the evolved founding line. How does a teacher in Santa Fe carry something that matches that?