Bloodlines Mead Novels & Stories

“Let’s each take a box and open it.” Lillia said and the ladies agreed, reaching and picking a box. “Who will go first?” Kyla whispered, swallowing. She eyed her box and even tried to shake it. “I will.” Maera spoke. She removed the ribbon and loosened the silk knot to reveal a small wooden box. Then slowly, she opened it. “A scroll?” Maera frowned. Inside the box was a framed Wolfsbane lineage scroll, beautifully preserved. There were names written within in old ink, and formal calligraphy, and it was paired with a note—heritage, tradition, and honouring bloodlines.

The blood analyst arrived at nine. Dr. Petra Mohr was a lycan bloodline specialist of about sixty with steady hands and the quiet efficiency of someone who had spent her career doing careful work in charged situations. She set up in the manor's medical room, drew Mara's blood in the clinical silence of a professional doing a job, and ran the initial analysis on the portable equipment she had brought with her. She took forty minutes. When she came out of the medical room she looked at Caden directly and she said, "The marker is active. The bloodline is confirmed." She paused. "The Holt heritage is third-line. Clear and unambiguous."

She said. “It's normal. Some are born that way,” I answered. “No!!! Well at least yeah, for some. But Maeve is like that because she has the blood of an Alpha flowing through her veins,” Madeline said. I froze trying to process what she just said. Or was I just hearing things? “What? Okay, hold up. When you mean she has Alpha blood running through her body, it can mean she was injected with the blood of an Alpha or something else. So please specify,” I said.

"You think I care about the puzzle? I didn’t ask for this chaos. My focus should be on leading my pack, not on babysitting a hybrid with unknown ties!" "Is that what you think it is? Babysitting?" Qwin challenged, her voice rising slightly. "Irwin is the only hybrid connected to our Bloodlines Dorian. You cannot dismiss her so easily." The weight of her words settled heavily in the air. Dorian took a step back, the implications of Qwin’s statement crashing over him like a wave. "What are you saying, Grandmother?" "Yes," Qwin replied, her tone now measured, almost conspiratorial. " You made that decision when you refused full blooded wolf that wanted you."

~ Jari-Einar Colborn ~ Hazel was softly groaning when my beta rushed past her, head down like a remorseful puppy. I jogged to the bottom of the steps where she had flown into the wall and knelt down beside her body. She had crumpled up from the pain, blood darkening her light brown hair. I noticed there was also a small pool forming beneath her arm, but took it one step at a time. Doc, I need your assistance. Top priority; it is my mate.

Robert suddenly implored to her surprise as she peered at him with mixed expressions. Her eyes lessened as the anger in her reduced, confused eyes flickering around. Mega glanced at him, her mind drifting apart in havoc, she stood still as his question ran through her mind. He is right, why did she save him? She had no idea. Her mind drifted back to that day she saw him lying lifeless on the ground deep in the woods with blood dripping from his chest. At first, she was scared and confused at his sight because she hadn't come in contact with a human after she and the other witches ran away from their reach. Endowed with doubts, she moved closer to his body and quickly recognized him as the pr

That bloodline. Alice? She was a threat to that. She left him, but not quietly. She fled to Dominic Grey. A name whispered like a death sentence. No one challenged Dominic. Not even Christopher. Not when he had the black market, and the loyalty of entire cartels. A notorious scavenging felon willing to gut someone alive who accidentally stares at him. Alice gave birth to a girl, Jewel Grey. It was Dominic’s. But Christopher insanely wanted Alice. So instead of fighting to win her back, Christopher settled for what was left.

She clicked on it and it read; “Congratulations on being accepted to Blackthorn Academy! Hi Julianne Ashwynd, We’ve collected your name and address from the website. The bus to Blackthorn leaves in two days. Please find your way to any bus stand and be there before 8 am. All details will be passed on by Headmistress Eldryn when you arrive. We look forward to serving you our best in our prestigious school. Best regards!”

On the night her pack's alpha publicly rejects her for another woman, Seraphina Vale expects humiliation. She doesn't expect a death sentence. Stripped of her mate bond and left without protection, Sera watches Kael Draven name Isolde Kane his true Luna in front of the entire pack, and within hours, Isolde has convinced Blackthorn's elders that a rejected mate with no rank and no defender is nothing but a liability. Bound and dragged into the forest to be killed on her own alpha's order, Sera expects that to be the end of her story. Instead, a stranger cuts down her executioners without hesitation and claims her before she can say a single word in protest. Lucian Voss, alpha of a rival famil

Ken asked. “The ‘bloodline’ spell. It causes human women with a certain scent to fall in love, or so they believe, with vampires. They use these women to give birth to a superior race of half-human, half-vampires. They have godlike speed, as well as super hearing and smell. Everything a vampire can do, as well as the things they can’t. They walk in daylight as part of their plan to make their army of half-breeds,” he explained. Markees slapped some papers on the table in front of Teya.