Bloodlines Naruto Novels & Stories

“Then how about we do a spar right now? I’m curious of these martial arts that exist in this kingdom.” Yuta smirked back. “Now now, Jai-san… That can wait until we have more time at our disposal.” Jai chuckled shortly. “Before you continue, tell me about the bloodline ability. What’s that?” He said, letting Yuta continue the course as he continued the meal. “We don’t have time to discuss all of the bloodline abilities, so I’ll just explain what that is.” At Jai’s nod, Yuta explained. “So bloodline ability is innate power that is special to someone having that certain bloodline. Anyone else cannot obtain that power.”

I feel peaceful and happy. Chen flipped the next page. 'Bloodlines... they are a heritage present in every living being— beast, plant, or human. Bloodlines do not mean the blood flowing within one's body. It is a complete heritage. A bloodline births a martial soul, innate talent, and physically unique qualities. So, a bloodline can only be recorded by measuring the mentioned areas of interest. This is the only thing a person needs to know about bloodlines.' The definition was written in the middle of the yellowed parchment and there was nothing else.

This time Leo leaves a hand on my shoulder and turns me to face Ben along with him. “Ben, this is Remington. Alpha Jamie’s son.” This one sentence changed the air around us. A new wind blew through the pack members as the truth of my bloodline was announced so simply in that one introduction. Whispers moved through the group but the loudest gasp came from right in front of me, standing next to Ben. For all the confusion this day held, I felt the worst for Mina right now trying to put pieces together she didn’t even knew existed.

I grunted because I knew who Arinniti was, or had been. "Vessels for the Ancestors?" Violet gasped. "Arinniti - that name rings a bell," Buffy mumbled. "She's one of the twenty founding bloodlines," Aya gladly provided. Katrina took her seat behind her desk and regarded me with something between amusement, annoyance, and pride. Oh, and sex.

In the centre stood a low altar carved from a single piece of black granite and on it rested a shallow silver bowl filled with dark water. “This is where the Bloodline Rite was first performed,” she said and rested her fingers on the edge of the altar. “It was never about crowning a queen. It was created to bind unstable bloodlines, to steady heirs born from two rival packs so the child could not be weaponised by either side.” She met my eyes.

"You honor us with your presence, but tell me, what do you seek to reclaim? A seat before men who remember your mother as a distant memory? Or a place among the living? You must understand: this fortress holds bloodlines older than the West itself. We are not easily swayed by mere names." "I seek our legacy," Julian replied resolutely, his voice unwavering. "Shao-mei deserves that we honor her memory, not let it fade like a forgotten story. The Vane name carries weight, but it is the Lin blood that flows through my veins. I’m here to restore balance and to harness the power that comes with it. Strength is drawn from both my bloodlines not to erase them but to unite them." The Elder's eyes na

She then gave it to him too, his brows furrowed in apprehension. “What's it babe?” I asked curiously. “War is coming, we should be ready.” “So we'd go now.” Anita said, pulling Martha out of the office. “What did they steal, Kael?” His blood shot eyes peered at me. “The Bloodline scroll.” “What's that?” He heaved a sigh of worry and said. “It's a powerful and ancient scroll that was used to find the direct lineage of any wolf alive. All that is needed is blood.”

But he had been planning this all along. 'Why me?' I asked, the words shaking. 'Why not kill me that night?' He tilted his head. 'Because you are the key. The Lost Bloodline is not a myth, Aria. It’s an equation, and you are the missing variable. Your power isn’t evolution—it’s correction. A return to what we were meant to be before the divide.' I didn’t understand, not fully—but part of me felt it. The ancient pull in my veins, the voice that had whispered in my dreams since I first shifted.

“Then we train. We grow. And when he strikes, we will be ready. But never alone. Never without each other.” Kira purred softly, guiding me as the darkness settled, not defeated, but restrained. I took a shaky breath, letting the power pulse through me without consuming me. For the first time, I tasted the thrill of control—and the danger of the shadows that were always, inevitably, a part of me. And deep down, beneath the pride and relief, a whisper ran through my veins, cold and sharp: This is only the beginning. But for what though? What's the bloodline he talked about? I must find it out before it's too late...

Long Chen immediately lay down with a helpless smile when he realized everything. "It seems that the two bloodlines and one spirit that I have obtained have different characteristics. The dragon within me symbolizes arrogance and concern, the blood from the Lin Clan symbolizes bonds, and the vermilion Bird spirit symbolizes love. Now that I have new blood, I can feel everything clearly! Ah... Why is this happening?" Long Chen thought to himself with a very annoyed look at all the events that had befallen him.