King David Bloodline Novels & Stories

What if it was about lineage? I grabbed my phone and called Adrian. "Stefan? Everything okay?" "I figured something out. About why Prince Damian wants me." "Tell me." "It's not about what I know. It's about who I am. I'm part of the alpha bloodline. Kael's nephew. If the prince is planning to seize power, he needs to control or eliminate anyone with a legitimate claim to pack leadership." Silence on the other end. Then, "That makes sense. If he's moving against the crown, he'd want to secure the packs first. Remove anyone who could challenge him."

“So it’s not something the EBEE would have a valid reason to seize from them.” “Indeed. Want to hear the best part? It would also make the vampire as strong as a god, making him a Vampire King. It’s what allows his family line to walk under the sun. Lore said that if his firstborn dies first, then whoever is next in line has to bathe in it to continue the bloodline when the king dies.” “Someone would want it to potentially disrupt King Matthew’s bloodline and place someone else on the throne before his second-born could bathe in it.”

"Recognition of bloodline and approval of governance are separate matters. Before the Council can formally endorse your authority, there are conditions that must be addressed." I waited. "Your mating," Cassius said. "To the Lycan King." "Kael Blackthorne," I said. "Yes." "The Royal Wolf bloodline has specific traditions regarding mating. These traditions exist for sound historical reasons—the preservation of Royal genetics, the maintenance of power lineage, the protection of the bloodline's integrity." He met my eyes with the calm certainty of someone who had never considered that his certainty might be wrong. "Kael Blackthorne is Lycan. Not Royal. The Council cannot endorse a mating that di

“Was it from the war?” “No. The king grew up not knowing anything about family because he had no one to start with. Many knew it, but refused to talk about it. Like you, he had a dark and troubled past, Kate. He used to wander in the streets when he was a boy until he was abducted and was taken in a facility along with several other children. He was a product of an experiment led by the first ever Vampire King Davidson Rowell and his former Council in their attempt to create warriors that would protect the royals and the city.”

Isaac’s face lights up as he joins in on Raven’s thought process while raising an eyebrow, looking over at me with intrigue while he bites his tongue, “-you can’t be for real, right now. Don’t be daft, kid. That’s a bit of a long stretch, don’t you think?” “Royal’s haven’t had a lineage for decades upon decades. We all know the stories, don’t go down one of your rabbit holes tonight,” Elijah dismisses Raven’s theory while he steps away from me, but not before reaching out for my hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze—picking up on my growing discomfort as he guards me against the unwanted attention, “- plus, wolves have evolved drastically over the years. Some wolves are bigger and stronger

“Do you Prince David, take with pride, the land of the Northern West Territory, to be the King the territory needs. To place the needs of the pack first and foremost before your own. To take the responsibility of our kind and show no mercy to others?” “I do father. With great pride I will rule to the fullest with my responsibilities as Alpha King.” Prince David says with pride. Taking the knife, slicing it into his palm, and pouring his own blood into the goblet. “Son, give me your palm.” David opens his palms to his father. A glimpse of tears in David’s eyes. His father does the same to his palm. Being a wolf, especially with alpha blood, our wombs close quickly. He swirls the goblet to mix

Gasps tore through the room. My father stiffened. “Is that…?” I leaned toward him. “What does it mean?” He turned to me, eyes wide. “That is the crest of the Lycan king. The most powerful supernatural bloodline in existence.” His voice dropped reverently. “The royal family of Aetheris.” A murmur of shock spread. Several Alphas bowed immediately. Even Elliot lowered his head in instinctive respect. I felt the world tilt. Xavier, my Xavier, was the Lucan King's heir. The royal bloodline whispered about in every ancient scroll?

"There is something you need to see in the archives. It's about Aurelia's bloodline." I faced him. The seriousness on his face immediately pulled my attention away from the war. "What did you find?" "References to a bloodline the ancient kings feared so much that they hunted it nearly to extinction," he said. "Power drawn from something older than ordinary inheritance and there is a prophecy, Kael. It's hidden in the sealed archive. One this kingdom has spent a hundred years trying to forget." Cold unease pooled in my guts "What kind of prophecy?"

"The intertwining of human and vampire physiology is indeed a complex subject. While I cannot provide you with a definitive answer, I can offer you some insights based on my observations and research." As he spoke, Dr. Julian delved into a captivating discourse, weaving together scientific knowledge and ancient wisdom. He explained how certain individuals possess a unique genetic makeup that allows for a symbiotic relationship between human and vampire DNA. This rare convergence of traits grants them the ability to harness both the strength and resilience of vampires and the vitality and adaptability of humans. The phenomenon, known as "vampire-human hybridism," is exceedingly rare, with onl

“But what families?” “Ah, yes, that’s the hard part,” she said. “There used to be like six bloodlines that were considered to be, like, royal bloodlines. But over the centuries, nature has taken its course and, well, now we’re down to around three. Maybe. I’ve kind of hit some dead ends on those. All I can say is that King Osric’s bloodline is one of them.” “Is one bloodline not enough to cause a Blood Moon?”