Bloodlines Books Novels & Stories

I looked away again, trying to calm the thoughts in my head. For most of my life, I had grown up unwanted. It was difficult to suddenly believe someone out there might actually care about me. Damon gently touched my hand. “You are not that abandoned girl anymore.” Before I could answer, Mira walked toward us with several old books in her arms. “I found more records connected to the prophecy,” she said. Rylan immediately looked interested. “Anything useful?” “Possibly.” Mira placed the books carefully on one of the nearby tables. “Most of the records are incomplete, but there are repeated mentions of three bloodlines joining together.”

"It's time to prove your loyalty to me, I know my stupid cousin thinks he is the Alpha of the Night Walkers but I know one day, my wolf form will be free, even if I die trying my son Andre will take over from where I stop, now I want you to attack the pack that did this to my family in the past, the pack who cursed my lineage and bounded my wolf form and stripping my line of the alpha title,I I heard from an insider that the Moonstone pack luna is given birth right now to the next heir, I don't want that, attack the pack and take their baby from them, do not kill them, I want them to live in pains forever and leave this life with no one to succeed the alpha title." They were all happy to car

They say karma is a bitch.... but not many believe it neither did I until today, when my past is standing right in front of me laughing at my face, and even in this pin drop silence I could hear its laughter like ricochet piercing through my ears and hitting its core along with my subconscious which reminds me that I’m sitting here all by myself drenched in blood clueless and helpless, unable to process what just happened wondering what went wrong in my story for it to take such a drastic turn. It has always been a battle of bloodlines but who would’ve thought for it to turn into a literal bloodbath, with my hands covered in the only thing I was always running from.

“And another on… scent binding rituals? Ugh. No thanks.” Iris moved slower, reverent. “Look for anything titled Chronicles, or Legacy,” she said softly, running her fingers along the bindings. Aurora drifted toward a central table carved from dark stone. Its surface shimmered faintly with symbols that looked like they’d been burned into the rock by claws. Sitting in the center was a single thick book—dustless and pristine despite its surroundings. The gold title glinted in the dim light: “The Bloodline of Kings: A History of the Lycan Throne”

Louisa wasn't one to get sentimental, and she jokingly said with a smile, "Alright, stop seducing me with those eyes, or I won't be able to resist marrying you!" "Who, me? Seduce you?" I snorted, picking up the unwrapped box and noticing a few books underneath. "What's this?" I asked, curiosity piqued. Louisa's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Oh, those are mine. I must have accidentally left them in there," she quickly replied. "The Night Off by Meghan O'Brien," I read the title of the top book and flipped through a few pages. Nodding, I handed it back to her.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” Dominic growled. The documents in front of him told the same story Faro just did, but he didn’t want to believe it. He was pissed that Eris kept his problems to himself. Dominic would have helped him, he’d always help all of them, blood was blood and they were bound by it. They all had the middle name ‘Rose’ for a reason. It was their mother’s maiden name and for them it was as strong as the blood that made them family.

“We are the proof they want to erase.” My stomach twists. I think of the arrows that came from nowhere. “That attack on you… Was that the purist faction?” “We haven’t been able to find anything out about that.” Frustration bleeds into his words. “Whoever sent those assassins covered their tracks well.” I reach for another book, this one smaller, leather-bound. The title catches my eye: A Compendium of Magical Bloodlines. I flip it open and skim the pages until two words jump out at me.

The two pupils in Wang Ji's eyes changed color from black to reddish-orange with the shape of a blazing flame. “Brother Zhou, Bloodline is a term for someone who still has the bloodline of a clan. As we know, a group is called a Clan because they share the same bloodline. A Blood Line will allow someone to have certain abilities without going through a training process. Yes, because this ability just flows in their bloodstream.”

Some had gone unopened for centuries. I strode past them all until I spotted what I was searching for— Bloodlines & Bonds: A History of Magical Inheritance. It was thick. Leather that didn’t feel like it could be from an animal. I took a seat at the closest table, and I started reading. --- Hours passed. Every page piled more rocks atop the weight that was already crushing my chest. Theodore didn’t just have a marked bloodline — it had been engineered.

If I couldn't trust both of you, I might as well use you both for my own plan. Two leaders will fall on my own hands. "I'll pay you a visit tomorrow with some good news, and you need to help me find the book." "What kind of book?" "The bloodlines..." "Bloodlines?" "The bloodline, the history of both races, werewolves and vampires, even the story of the hybrids." "Okay, I will." I immediately turned it away with a smile on my face. I left a while ago without anyone seeing and I came back quietly. I immediately went straight to the hall but was surprised to see that no one was there.