Bloodline Sheldon Novel Novels & Stories

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?"

“Now.” In the living room Damian had pulled out a whiteboard. Like this was some kind of war room. “Obasi wants the company,” Damian said. “He swapped babies twenty-eight years ago. Me and… someone else.” Marcus went completely still. “DNA test tomorrow,” Damian continued. “All of us. And the baby when it’s born.” Zara’s stomach flipped. “You think—” “I think Obasi wouldn’t be this desperate unless the bloodline was wrong,” Damian said.

"I'll open that at lunch, okay?" "Sure! We're going to be late for the first lesson anyway." On cue, the bell rang, and they made their way to English class. Sapphira was far more concerned about males sniffing her out as someone with royal blood. Since family smelled the same, she hoped that no one at the Mating Ball had met King Iri. Or her insane brother. The morning classes went quickly, and as Sapphira and El headed out onto the Common for lunch, the twins, Cressa and Lucas, caught up with them.

I woke just before sunset and boarded my plane, I had to know. As I piloted my plane through the night sky, my unease grew. "Everything ok?" Aurora asked from the copilots seat as she looked out the window. "You seem a million miles away." "Shade's involvement signals a darker purpose, and Shade's obsession with Raven mirrors his fixation on Sarah." A chill ran down my spine. Memories of Sarah's tragic fate resurfaced. I couldn't shake the feeling that history was repeating itself.

"Then we accelerate all timelines. The child dies first - medical complications from her illness. The wife follows within twenty-four hours. Grief-stricken suicide. Very tragic." Violet. They wanted me to kill Violet. Something twisted in my chest, sharp and unexpected. The kid was sick, sure, but she wasn't supposed to die yet. That wasn't part of the plan. And Emily... "There might be another way," I said quickly. "Let me handle Hensley. Make the investigation disappear. Give me more time to do this right." "You're attached." Two words that sounded like a death sentence. "I'm professional," I said. "I know what needs to be done."

She was also among those people. Life is truly unpredictable. ------------------------------------------- --------------------------- After her wedding she moved to the USA with her husband. Her husband! Mr. Zanvil Williams. Now she was Mrs. Eleonora Sava Williams. When she moved to the USA she got another two biggest shocks. First she didn't know her husband was a billionaire and second he didn't want her. She knew The Williams were quite rich but she didn't expect they were a billionaire family. She never did any investigation on them. She was always in her little world away from the outer world.

He tapped his fingers against the armrest of his chair as he listened to every reason the elders stated. Just then, the doors to the council chamber opened and a sentinel stepped in. "Alpha, my heart for your life," he prostrated. "Speak," Kael said as he signalled the sentinel to rise. "It's true, Alpha. We found a hidden human settlement in Arandour," the sentinel spoke. "Humans? Weren't humans annihilated long ago?" Soren asked. The elders all exchanged confused looks. Kael's expression remained calm as he gestured to the sentinel to continue reporting.

Zane’s pov; For a moment, I wondered if I’d heard wrong. But when she spoke, I realized that I hadn’t imagined not. He had actually said that. “Explain,” she demanded. He looked as though he was having fun as he spoke. “Sheila’s bloodline didn’t end when she vanished. It broke instead.” I narrowed my eyes on him. “Vanished?” Was this some kind of game? “She didn’t die,” he said. “Not completely.”

“Should she override his command and use her new title to do as she pleased, which I am sure would get her killed? Is that what you want?” “Stop talking as though the Gamma has marked me. It hasn’t happened yet.” I mumbled. Sheldon snorted with a huff, “So all that time that you spent in his bed was for what?” I gaped. Then I walked up to him and slapped him across the cheeks. Reeking of Blayne’s scent highlighted every one of our closeness. How dare he assume that I was no longer level-headed to prioritize my own people?

This man was Sheldon, regarded by the people of Navia as a demon who killed without remorse. Sheldon had just returned from an inspection tour and now felt more at ease to find that no federation guards had been mobilized. He made his way to Mandy, squatted, and clutched Mandy by the lower jaw to forcefully turn her face toward him. Sheldon chuckled and said, “Ms. Mandy, you’ve become one of Southrive’s wealthiest at such a young age. You must hold quite the status, and you’re so pretty that I can’t bear to kill you!”