Buried Bloodline Destiny 2 Novels & Stories

--- We sat on the cold floor, flipping carefully through the pages. Each entry was older than the last. Words scratched in haste. Warnings. Diagrams. Bloodline markers. And then—a prophecy: “The Moonchild shall rise beneath crimson light, born of broken lineage and cursed kin. One of claw and flame. One of spell and bone. If left untethered, the soul shall split: one half light, one half shadow. One bound to destiny, the other to destruction.” My breath caught. Ashley whispered, “It’s you.” I didn’t want to believe it.

"High-tier bloodlines can be masked with tricks until the right moment." "She didn't suppress anything” Lira snapped, turning her head toward me, her eyes dead serious. "Alpha, please listen to me. Bloodlines of the First Dynasty haven't been seen in three centuries. They don't just pass down through official royal records…they lie dormant in hidden, erased lineages for generations. Her family probably had no idea what they were carrying because the ancient markers require a direct, high-level Alpha bond to reactivate. Your mark woke up her blood. She isn't a spy."

Matthew said. "All this fighting won't get us anywhere. Destiny is in danger, and we need to go back for her," Gold added. "Gold is right," Camila muttered. I glared at Lex, wishing he was the one with Beelzebub, not Destiny. What if he kills her? I had different thoughts running through my head. "What if he kills her?" I said, tears streaming down my face. "He won't. I can feel it. I have a strong feeling that he's not going to kill her. It seems like he needs Destiny for some reason," Matthew muttered. Continuation Request

' I say. 'It was a blood promise. Only blood can reach out to the owner no matter where they are.' 'The late princess asked us for a blood withdrawal last night' I mention and the princess looks shocked on hearing it 'She asked both of you for blood?' 'Yes, and we gave it.' jessica clarifies. 'Blood of the twins? What can the late princess be planning?' wonders the princess. 'So the late princess killed our mother?' Questions jessica ' and now she is onto us.' with a snarl.

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.

“The bridge is calling me. In a few hours… I’ll have to make the choice. Unity with his bloodline… or war.” Damien knelt beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Whatever you choose, we stand with you. This is our family. Our legacy.” As the enemy forces closed in and the base defenses strained, one final message appeared on the emergency screen: “Four hours until breach. The rival bloodline is coming for its rightful heir. Choose wisely, Voss.” The war between bloodlines had truly begun.

Bloodline Prophecy The bloodline of Archer will rise up The heir of Archer will become a beacon of hope But the darkness will betray the Light Bring forth war upon the lands and sea Upon the shoulders of the forsaken Immortal creatures of the Dark will revel in the sunlight Only the Slayer and the Chosen can defeat their bloodline To rid the lands and sea of the Darkness ____ Calyx smelled blood before she saw it.

But now, in this quiet room surrounded by forgotten truths, she couldn’t keep pretending. The dreams were becoming real. And so were the warnings in them. She pulled the book from the shelf and opened it carefully. The pages were delicate, handwritten in thick, swirling script. > “The Noctem line was cursed by the Ancients for defying the pact of blood. Their heir will either destroy them or save the last of their kind. But only if the bond is complete.” Bond. That word again. She didn’t know what it meant—but somehow, it was tied to her. She could feel it in her skin, in her thoughts, in the way her pulse reacted whenever she thought of Lucien.

Like touching it might open more than a door—it might open me. “I think this is the final lock,” I said. “And the only key is my blood.” Maxwell stepped closer. “Then we don’t open it.” “We have to,” I said, quieter this time. “Whatever’s down there… It’s been bleeding through. All the fractures, the sealed dreams, the copy of me—it’s all tied to this. We’re not just dealing with what I might become, Max. We’re dealing with what was buried to keep that possibility from being born.”

with that he harshiky pulled me up on my feets and dragged me towards his car and threw me towards the passenger seat and reached towards the dirver seat and started the engine and Crowe the car in full speed. I could’nt even look at dylan as his whole attention on road the staring was also stained with the blood of noah through dylan’s hand, he looked like a monster his eyes were all red his muscle all flexing in anger, his nails dugging the stair wheel, i almost felt like it wasnt dylan but someone else inside of him. In no time we reched the penthouse, he dragged me towards the lift and then to the living of the house.