Blue Bloods: Celebrating A Family Legacy Novels & Stories

Even in the low lighting, she could see the family resemblance between them; the squareness of their jaws, the dark curly hair and the deep tan of their skin. "I'm sorry to say that I don't, Alpha." Alpha Kai hummed thoughtfully. "Did you know that my great-grandfather mated the sister to the King?" He pointed to the painting hung above his Beta's head. "They met at the King's coronation. She had the most incredible auburn hair down to the back's of her knees, and," he paused, turning to meet her gaze, "sapphire-blue eyes." Shit. He'd figured it out. And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin.

“This is the ruins of Aima,” Gail replied, still focused on his assets. "Aima, huh?" Gail nodded, "I'm curious. You said it was a history book that you could still save. But where did you get it from? Could it be that you—" This old man immediately cut his word, "—part of the Aima Kingdom? Don't joke. It's a family legacy passed down from generation to generation. My family works as doctors, generation after generation. Apart from passing on medical books, they also pass down other things. One of them is those books."

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.

They are really laughing. "Legacy?" Amethyst spat. She snorted as she continued to say, "What legacy? A legacy built on the suffering and sacrifice of the women in this family? You didn't care when my sisters died because of this so-called legacy. Why should I?" If their legacy was only achieved because of the lives and sacrifices of the women in the family, don't let it go. Their legacy is theirs. 'I don't need the source of income that caused my sisters, aunts, and grandmother to die.'

"I don't believe she has one. If she did, we would have heard it from the demons.” “Really?” said Stephanie. “Yes. My family doesn’t have one. We use a human surname on legal documents, but it’s not part of our true birth name,” said Jennifer. “It just means she is from an older bloodline,” said Ralphonse. “If she has one but doesn’t know it, would it impact her bond with Frank?” said Stephanie. “Depends on the bloodline. However, Blue is a spirit mage, so she should have been able to start the binding ritual regardless,” said Ralphonse.

she added, her voice full of adoration as she gently poked her daughter's cheek. Emily smiled, watching her. But Elena’s expression soon turned sorrowful again. She stroked both of her babies' cheeks. "I hope they don't have Montgomery or Thorne blood in them," she confessed. "Sometimes I wish I had been born into an ordinary family, without any of the nonsense about blue blood or anything else. If things were different, maybe Evan and I could have been together, without disgusting problems like caste or social status getting in our way." Elena’s gaze drifted toward the window.

Blue said and I turned to see that she had been watching with a teasing smirk, I playfully elbowed her in her guts and she grabbed me and held me in a choke hold. I tapped her arm to signal that I surrendered but she kept her arms locked tight. “Blue." Gabriel said, his voice held warning and Blue's hands came free. “Fuck, girl, where do you get your strength from?." I asked and she grinned. " it runs in the blood. " “Yeah, my dad was pretty strong so I'll have to see if I have it in my blood." I said. Her eyebrows shot together and before she could react, I held her neck, shift it into the inside of my elbow, press her back into my chest and lock my fingers.

And that is what he has used to make me crawl out of my sanctuary to this hell. Blood has always stained all our hands in the Solana family for generations. And would stain the coming generation too if no one does anything to stop all this bloodshed. This is our legacy. But before the Legacy for which he would die to fulfill. I would die to do the impossible to fulfill the promise I made to my mother on her deathbed. “Yes.” My uncle answers without giving away anything more. I stand still, debating whether it was a trap and whether he might not have been truthful.

Dalton family itself is an empire they would inherit together with their cousins but Zack and Justin are the sole heirs of the Cullen-Wright empire, the weight of their responsibilities are far heavier than their cousins. Their grandparents are just watching them being reminded again of their role as heirs of the two most powerful families in the country and part of America. **😊** "Are you sure you will be okay here? Why don't you two stay at the mansion for the meantime or at your dada's penthouse" Bienley casually suggested. They brought Justin home to their apartment after his hospital release. "Papa, you are worried again. I can take care of Justin, don't worry. Uncle Kit and Josh will

Joal chimed in. Another silence fell and again I could sense this was a moment that was meant for me to fill. They wanted to know what my intentions were. I’d already told them I didn’t hold anything against my siblings, but where does that leave me in relation to my birthright. “Novaleigh and I would like a chance to discuss that as well,” I tell them vaguely. “This is your legacy,” Cody says hesitantly, almost like he is convincing himself and not me. “I’m not sure any of us would feel comfortable naming anyone else Alpha,” Dean says but I can’t help but notice only Joal nods in agreement.