Bloodline Season 3 Novels & Stories

Bienley smiled at their sons and stared at Justin. "Can you imagine that Justin? You can have a child with Cullen and Dalton's blood...yours and Zack's blood. The dream I wanted to have is given to you. You will carry Zack's child inside your body...that child will grow inside you until you can bring him/her out of the world. You will watch Zack's child grow and you will hear and feel the heartbeat that would eternally bind you and Zack for a lifetime" Bienley continued to explain.

“She’s terrifying!” Hero said. “That doesn’t seem like Zayne! He’s possessed by his father’s spirit!” Dylan exclaimed, earning a smack from Hero. “Damn! Bloodline really makes a difference! Look at him—Gray lineage, the sharpest in business, while Claire’s lineage carries noble blood and excels in combat!” The two fell silent when Zekiel shot them a glare, so they quietly followed him to the hideout. When they arrived, the child reached up to his father.

"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."

"I need to talk to you about bloodline gifts. About being Second of three. About a connection between Bennett, Stone, and Parker that goes back generations." Her sharp intake of breath tells me everything I need to know. She's been waiting for this conversation, perhaps dreading it, for a very long time. "So it's begun," she says quietly. "The triad has awakened." And just like that, I know we're even more screwed than I thought.

Rhea, dying in a pool of her own blood, had watched the entire scene. A bitter, mocking smile touched her lips. "The Bloodline Recall has a fatal flaw. It automatically stops when the deceased's memories are too traumatic. It stopped when she still had a sliver of hope. Father, do you have any idea what kind of hell she went through after that?" Kaelan was silent, his fists clenched so tightly he forgot Lilith's hand was still in his, nearly crushing her fingers.

he said, cleared his throat one more time, and went back to eating. “First things first, I don't think you guys understand what the situation at hand is. You don't understand how dangerous our bloodline is at this moment. We are the only three brothers, and we are all that is left of the Blackwood siblings. The lineage ends with the three of us. And you know we have to do everything and anything in our power to make sure that doesn't happen. We have been trained all our lives by Dad to make sure that we continue the bloodline, and we have to. And that is where Rhea comes in. I know you all are acting like she is entitled to the two of you, just like she's entitled to me, but do you know that

He paused. “The ritual requires three bloodlines,” Antonio said. “The Moretti line, which you’ve protected. The Russo line, which is yours. And the third line, which you still don’t know about. Without all three, the ritual fails. And without the ritual, I’m just an old man who’s been planning for decades with nothing to show for it.” “What’s the third bloodline?” Dante asked. “You’ll find out,” Antonio said, “when it’s too late to stop it.”

“Holy shit. It’s real. The Catalyst’s Awakening. This is it. She’s the one who decides…” His eyes flicked up, meeting Derek’s, then Caleb’s, then back to me. “Which bloodline survives, and which dies.” My stomach lurched. I thought I’d vomit, but nothing came out except another broken sound from my throat. Derek’s grip tightened on my shoulder. His voice was rough, and desperate. “Then choose me. Right now, Audrey. Please. Just—just say it. Choose me before it seals to all three of us. Before it drives us mad. You don’t understand what that feels like”

" Henry could feel it, too—an overwhelming surge of terrifying energy coursed through his body. Even his tough body could not withstand the pain. He feared that his newfound power might harm Lydia, so he carefully set her down and stepped back, focusing on guiding the energy within him. Despite Lydia's life gradually fading, Henry refused to give up. He was determined to save her, even as he absorbed the power of his bloodline while keeping his spiritual senses locked on her condition. However, her condition seemed to get more and more chaotic. Shane, still in shock, watched the scene unfold. The Dragon Bloodline he had casually mentioned was real and was fully awakened within Henry. Shane c

“Don’t drag the innocent into this. If you’ve touched Linette-” “Fools… such fools…” He throws his head back, roaring into laughter. “You are parading around like you know everything, That you deserve to win, that you are correct, yet you know nothing about the truth behind your own life! You don’t even know how the Blood Born work!” “What do you mean?” I ask sharply. “I mean what I said, the Blood Born are three, the Sublime and Sable are born from three bloodlines… Meaning that two by two of the Blood Born are siblings.”