Bloodlines Steam Novels & Stories

Bienley smiled at their sons and stared at Justin. "Can you imagine that Justin? You can have a child with Cullen and Dalton's blood...yours and Zack's blood. The dream I wanted to have is given to you. You will carry Zack's child inside your body...that child will grow inside you until you can bring him/her out of the world. You will watch Zack's child grow and you will hear and feel the heartbeat that would eternally bind you and Zack for a lifetime" Bienley continued to explain.

Was Jace really Dominic’s adopted son—or was he something far more dangerous? A pawn. A weapon. The lost bloodline of the Chevre, raised in the heart of their enemy’s house. The implications twisted through the decades of bitter feud, alliances broken, and lives destroyed. Jace Grey was no accident. He was the result of a gamble played by men who dealt in secrets. And now, knowing the truth, the observer smiled—cold, calculating. The game had just changed.

As they sifted through the parchments, patterns began to emerge. “Look at this,” Mike pointed to a scroll. “A lineage possessing the ability to resist Alpha commands.” “And here,” Thom added, “a bloodline known for unparalleled speed and strength.” Aries’ eyes narrowed as he connected the dots. Each of these extraordinary abilities traced back to a singular pack—the Silver Crest. ⸻ The Silver Crest Revelation The realization hit Aries like a thunderbolt. The Silver Crest pack wasn’t just another group of Lycans; it was a convergence point for the most potent bloodlines.

I was trapped in the past, buried in these damn history books like I was trying to dig up my own answers from centuries ago. My fingers flipped another fragile page, the parchment delicate beneath my touch. The text was faded in some areas, but the heading caught my eye: The Blood Legacy of the Bluestone Alpha Line. I leaned in, my eyes scanning every word like it might tell me something new. I’d already pieced together most of it from Ava, Christian, and Tyler over the past few days. But hearing it from their lips wasn’t the same as reading it with my own eyes. The Second Life Gene.

Bellinor asked, confused. "No, there's a big difference; our princess has red and fine gold lines in her irises, giving the illusion of gold orange. The four remaining bloodlines are Orange, the Guild of Valencia; Yellow, the Guild of Blane; Green, the Guild of Bercilak; and Blue, the Guild of Cobalt.” “I see,” Bellinor answered unconfidently, still trying to absorb all the information Draven had just shared with him. He was surprised to have learned this news about his lineage.

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.”

I say. The wall shifts. A seam appears. Then a door. My breath catches, sharp and fast. “So this is what you hid,” I whisper. Inside is not wealth. Not weapons. Not artifacts. It is true. Files. Records. Bloodline charts. Names written in careful script. Generations mapped like constellations. My hands shake as I reach for the first folder. VALE LINEAGE - PRIMARY ALPHA BLOOD. My vision blurs. “No,” I breathe. “Primary?”

"The bloodline." "You smelled it the moment she crossed the line." "She's human." "She's *carrying* it." Elias turned. Same gray eyes. Same bone structure. Separated by thirty years and a devotion to purity Kael had never shared. "The Holt woman has the marker." "The same as 1893." "The same as your mother." --- Kael's hands found his pockets. The same habit as the library steps. Hiding the curl of his fingers. The need to hold something.

Behind them, the partial confirmation would already be moving through the third party’s relay structure. Lyra kept the unbound current under hard, costly control. The silver markings remained luminous despite her efforts. The bloodline had been held near threshold for too long. It climbed the moment the immediate terrain stress eased, demanding orientation and release in equal measure. Outside the vehicle, the western low arc continued in darkness, now carrying at least one partial confirmation of the carrier’s presence. Inside it, the last carrier of the fully emerged Eclipse bloodline and the man whose stabilizing line had become inseparable from her ability to wield it moved under the kno

"I mean like what happened at Haltz, you treated them, didn't you?" Diana nodded, “I'm just trying to stop their bleeding. But you could say I did study medicine even though I'm not that great.” Then Diana was silent for a moment, “I'm curious about one thing, why is their blood black? I think your blood is red?” “That's because they're vampires that were hybridized with other vampires. My blood is red because I am a descendant from the main family—a vampire who was born not because of a sexual relationship, but because we were created,” Rai explained.