Kingdom's Bloodline Novels & Stories

"Does that mean the Moon Goddess made a mistake this time?" Another question popped up. "What do you mean, Victoria? The Moon Goddess knows what she’s doing. She doesn’t make mistakes." "I’m just stating the obvious. Isn’t your dad an Alpha? Mine is, and so are all of you here.. But she, she is half werewolf, half witch." Victoria shot back. "What are you saying, Victoria? She has more Alpha blood than you do. She’s got the Wolf King bloodline." "She’s even the White Wolf. How can you say that, Victoria?"

"Silas called it the Shadow Alpha. He said he made a deal to preserve the Blackwood line. But that thing didn't look like it wanted to preserve anything. It looked like it wanted to devour us." "It wanted the blood," I said, looking down at Leo. My son’s eyes briefly flickered silver before returning to their natural blue. "The 'Silver Queen' and the 'Heirs of the First King.' Those aren't just titles, Killian. They’re a bloodline that was supposed to be extinct."

Edmund sat down opposite me, while Ashton remained standing. “There are four royal lines spread throughout Europe. The oldest family is yours. The second family is the Archambeau line, the third family is the Conrad line, and the fourth family is the Anselm line. The St. Claire line ruled in Scotland, and the Archambeau line still rules in France. The Conrad line rules in Germany, and the Anselm line rules in Denmark,” Edmund said. “My insanity comment hasn’t changed,” I said. Edmund regarded me carefully. Royal families? This man was delusional, and he was really convinced that I was this prince he was looking for. I could almost laugh at the absurdity of it all.

Something in my chest dropped hard enough that I physically felt it happen. Jax stared at him. “Hold on. What?” “The bloodline survived through the child they removed before the kingdom collapsed,” Marek explained. “Not through separate royal descendants.” Theo looked between me and the portrait slowly. “So Dominic and Raven…” Marek nodded once. “Their bloodline was never separate to begin with.” Raven looked confused for half a second before realization hit her face completely. “Oh my God.” Nobody moved because suddenly every single thing we thought we understood about this situation shifted sideways all at once.

He let his presence work on her as it always had, as he enjoyed the feeling of her body and emotions. “I guess Brigid has mentioned having pups, but nothing about creating a royal bloodline. My bloodline is far from a royal bloodline Dominic and so is yours. Let’s get real.” “Raven, have you ever looked at the real people who started the royal bloodlines? Most of them were bullies and monsters. Thugs and warlords. You’ll be the white dove in a sea of black birds.” “Not reassuring Dominic.” “Which is why I’m your mate. Now let’s see how much fun we can have while we get down to business creating the foundations for history.”

"Bloodlines vary in nature and attribute. Most bloodlines differ from each other. However, children from the same family tend to develop the same abilities due to this very same bloodline. The thing about bloodlines is that when they develop in a family, that family will continue to possess the abilities pertaining to that bloodline even after countless millennia. Unfortunately, the amount of abilities or the power of the abilities that a descendent of a family bloodline can inherit will depend on the density of his or her bloodline. This is the normal bloodline awakening that I'm sure you are all aware of. The uncommon bloodline awakening is the fusion of two bloodlines- the new awakening.

"We built something different, beyond your mountains. A single Dominion, wolf and vampire blood merged rather than merely allied, ruled by lines that carry both bloods openly, as your own new law now, belatedly, permits." Damon felt the shape of the revelation settle heavy and strange across his understanding of everything he'd believed solid about the world. "You're saying mixed bloodlines aren't simply a rare accident of pairing. You're saying an entire nation of them exists, beyond territory we've always assumed was empty."

"She supplied us with answers, the best she could, it was she who told us to come back to the castle. A battle comes, King Asher of Brone. Martha predicts blood." "Whose blood?" "I do not know. I can not know." "Does Martha know?" "I do not know." "It's alright. Thank you." Asher took off his crown and raked his hand through his Raven black hair. Jasper noticed he had bags under his eyes, and that his eyes seemed somewhat reddened, as if he hadn't slept for days. It struck him just how much king Asher and his daughter needed each other in these times. In fact, the whole royal family, all three of them needed each other. He didn't understand the beginnings and the ends of the problems father

He has been down here for four hours, which is nothing, which is routine, which is what he tells himself. The blood-sense has been smoking for eleven days. Two hundred and sixty-three years he's had it. Since the night in 1762 when a woman named Elise, who turned him against his own considered wishes in a Viennese cellar during the Seven Years' War, pressed her wrist against his mouth and said, you'll understand in a moment, and he did. He understood immediately. He felt his bloodline snap into place the way you feel a map unfold — the specific geography of everyone who had ever come from Elise, and everyone who had come from them, a web of thirty-seven souls distributed across Europe like s

“One, if Japheth killed the king to take over his kingdom, how is he not currently the ruler? And second, how is my child an extraterrestrial kingdom ruler when my husband is a common Earthling?” “Nelacos, you have asked two particularly good questions, and both I shall answer. The reason father sought to hide us is because unless a rightful King’s direct lineage is completely eliminated, another cannot take over total rule of a kingdom. The rule would be limited to only the wasteland areas of a galaxy, not the fully developed kingdoms. Which means that even if I had met my demise on return, Japheth would still not have been able to rule Etherios due to you and your spawn.” Etheria adjusted