Hell House Lineage Novels & Stories

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.

Hunter carefully turned the ancient book around so everyone could see. Written in faded silver letters was a heading none of us expected. Lost Bloodlines Hunter slowly traced one entry with his finger. "There." He looked up. "The Hale line." Pamela blinked. "My family?" Hunter nodded. "It was believed extinct." Silence settled over the room. The description beneath the family name was surprisingly short. Gift: Time Movement. Pamela frowned. "...Time movement?" Chaos scratched his head. "I was expecting something flashier." Hunter ignored him. "I don't understand."

Vegas said and the man nudged me from behind with the barrel of his gun. This house's security is supposed to be one of the best in this country, how did these people get in here? My only thought was they probably had an inside guy who could shut down the alarms from a remote site. This means there's more of these guys, of course, there's always more. And being as unlucky as I could get, it was the one night when my parents and my brother were out of town. These guys knew that, so whoever they are, they've got some kind of feud against us.

His voice was laced with concern but I was already on the edge The mere mention, or the thought of finding a mate always struck a nerve, reminding me of this curse that haunted me. I already lost one mate because of it, her death was a stain on my soul I could never wash away. The thought of finding another mate was repulsing but my bloodline was at stake and my mother's constant bickering over finding a mate only made matters worse. I never asked to be an unfortunate heir from a cursed lineage. “Let's just focus on the meeting”, I snapped, redressing my well-tailored tuxedo before dragging in a long puff of my Cuban cigar. “How long before we get to Red Keep?”. I glanced at Ryan, my chauffe

He was a King who knew a lot about the old stories and the secret bloodlines that used to exist before the wars started. "Your mother is right about the light she felt, and we need to find Giselle back and bring her home before she gets too far away. We need to trace her background very carefully because I have a strong feeling that there is a secret about her parents," King Shane said. He crossed his arms over his chest and looked out the window at the dark forest where Giselle had run to hide. He began to think about the old families of healers who had disappeared many years ago during the great battle between the vampires and the wolves. He wondered if Giselle was the last of a line that

There was another rather long silence that followed until we got home. The drive stayed quiet until the tall iron gates of Shadowcrest came into view. They were huge and dark, with the mark of our pack carved across them, a crescent moon over a wolf’s shadow. As we got closer, the gates opened slowly on their own, like they knew who was coming. The driveway shimmered with rain, lined with torches that burned softly against the mist. The light bounced off the wet stones, showing the way to the mansion. On both sides, tall black pine trees stood like guards, their branches swaying under the storm.

“The power is only a symptom.” The confusion on my face must have been obvious because she continued before I could interrupt. “The Bloodline is a living inheritance. A piece of something much older than wolves, older than the packs, older than the council itself.” A chill crawled down my spine. “Older than the Moon Goddess?” For the first time, Selene reacted. Her eyes narrowed slightly. My mother shook her head. “No.” The answer relieved me. A little. “Then what is it?” My mother hesitated.

She asked curiously as we got inside my basement. “This is my secret basement. I will tell you the history that my father told me when he was still alive". “The hunters in the Abyss of hell are very dangerous. What makes them dangerous is because they have the knowledge of the powerful poison made years ago. This poison was used to wipe out the dragon lineage years ago". “But recently, we discovered that there is still someone from the dragon lineage who is still alive". “Lucian was sent to monitor Jade because she is believed to have come from the dragon lineage".

He looked up at the Elders, spreading his hands wide. "Do you hear him? He speaks of 'laws' while he harbors a parasite. The Bloodshade line was once the most prestigious bloodline in this region. It was pure. It was strong. And now? It is being stained by the very rot that tried to extinguish it fifteen years ago."

“You and Lila are the last surviving members of her line. It’s not my place to assume I know her mind, but if I had to guess, you’re here with Blaise for a reason. He’s been hunting her children for far too long, and you have a chance to put a stop to all of that.” I take a step back, unused to hearing Helene speak so openly about her divinations. She’s normally vague and infuriatingly cryptic, but she must think I’m on the edge of giving up to speak so plainly. However, the idea that this might all be in the Goddess’s designs for the survival of my bloodline doesn’t comfort me one bit. “I don’t want to serve some higher purpose.” I snap, “I just want my family to be whole and safe.”