Bloodline Sibling Rivalry Novels & Stories

“Oh don’t play dumb. The two strongest Alpha’s in the nation are risking literally everything they have today just for the chance to fuck you for the rest of their lives.” I bristled at his words, but chose to ignore them. “And why are you fighting today, Felix? I know it’s not for me, so for what? Power over the packs, control of their numbers and resources?” He shrugs a little. “I suppose that’s why most people would.” He says thoughtfully, looking away like this was the first time he’d considered the question. “But I don’t really have an interest in either of the packs, or their possessions.” He tilts his head to the side a little as he looks at me. “Did you know Killian and Sebastain sha

“I wouldn’t take a lupus garou who had just turned. Too much accountability. They wouldn’t understand our customs and require ongoing supervision. As though you could be that picky, my brother. There is also our line to consider. You mean since we are royalty? Eyes rolling, Lelandi said. Someone must continue the line even though it never meant much to you. Moreover, not by blending with a gray. Mother grinned at them. “Exactly like back then. I forget how frequently you two quarreled. She groaned. “Your mate is making a motion to start this event. If Darien fails in his effort to revenge Larissa’s death, save your teeth and claws for the person who deserves them. Lelandi assertively said, “

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

He exclaimed to himself, his face solidified in anger as fury began to rise in him. The thought of his half-brother Robert filled his mind. He so much hated him with every vein in him, his sight was like a poisonous stare to him as he wanted nothing but to get rid of him by all means. Fabian walked towards a wall, he hit it hard as he yelled in anger, his veins sprunting out as they became visible on his forehead.

They are indeed SIBLINGS but their love is not a FORBIDDEN LOVE. THE END. Hello everyone, thank you so much for reading this book. I hope you enjoyed it. I will like you to know that I have other stories here, I hope you can try them out to see if you love them. Thank you again :)

They were testing the fences, looking for weakness in the new wolf. "Silence." The word cracked like a whip. It didn't come from Min. Elder Park, Underboss One, set his tea cup down. The sound was deafening. He looked around the room, his gaze heavy with decades of violence. "The bloodline is the law," Park rumbled. "The Chairman chose his heir. The Heir has cleaned the house. If anyone wishes to join Kang in his 'resignation,' speak now." The room went deadly still. Park’s endorsement was the seal of legitimacy.

Dave sarcastically countered his son. "Dad..." Devon pleaded. "They are not blood-related brothers... I also don't see any problem with that" Lander spoke to interrupt the father and son. "Papa?" Bienley looked at his stepfather with confusion. "They haven't outgrown it" Meryl spoke gently. "But it won't be that easy! People will talk, they will be ridiculed, they will be considered as morally ill, they will be laughed at, they will be looked down on, and above all, they will not have a normal family!" Bienley started to exasperatedly rant while looking at their parents.

Whoever tried to touch one of us would have the whole Sinclair family on their heels, and we weren’t just any ordinary Alpha family, we were half-breeds, and maybe even a little crazy. “Tell me about this meeting with the King. He won’t just step aside and give me the seat, will he?” Duncan smiled. “No, he won’t. There will be an introductory meeting, making our intent clear, and providing our proof of lineage. If he refuses to step aside, which he most certainly will do, then a fight of dominance will be called for. This can either be between his and your Zetas, or yourselves. Royals rarely fight their own battles, and King Bardo will definitely call upon Zeta Gregos to fight in his stead,”

Felix snatched the phone from Ronan and said, "What's going on with your grandson? He saw my sister for the first time and already called her his wife, saying he'll even fight for her if he has to." On the other end, a hearty laugh rang out. "He's definitely not joking! Are you a martial artist?" "Yes!" "Great! That makes things easier. Our family's bloodline is special, and it's been passed down through generations. It must never be broken! "For the bloodline to continue perfectly, the choice of wife is critical. So far, there are three types of body composition that work. Your sister is definitely one of them, or else my grandson wouldn't be acting this way."

What I find makes my blood run cold. The truth-spelling didn't just reveal the baby's real paternity. It severed the corrupted connections that were holding the incompatible bloodlines in balance. For weeks, the child has been surviving because the false ritual created a kind of magical stasis, poisonous, yes, but stable. Now that stasis is gone, and the baby's system doesn't know how to handle the sudden freedom. The Lancaster blood from Finn and the Blackthorn blood from Jessica, they're fighting. Not like before, when the ritual forced them into an uneasy truce. Now they're at war, each trying to claim the child, each destroying the fragile life between them in the process.