Kingdom's Bloodline Novels & Stories

She is now sitting cross-legged on the bed, fully involved with what I am saying to her. Sitting up to mimic her position, I answer her as honestly as I can. “Depending on how you look at a Kingdom, they can all be bad or good. I wouldn’t say they are a bad Kingdom. I would use the words ruthless and strong-arm. They are not all Vampires there either.” I found my opening to tell her about her heritage now, and I have to go through with it. “What else is there?” “That Kingdom holds Vampires that are also Witches.” “So a Vampire-Witch? Is that even possible?” “It is.” “Are they bad?” “Not all of them, no. Here is the thing. After doing some research on your family tree, I found some informatio

Before his death, Father amassed a lot of enemies, going as far as to draw out blood and seize ownership of lands, with no accountability to back up his claims. We have enemies in the east, the south, the north...enemies thirsty to draw out blood...my blood." He paused, allowing his words to sink in before proceeding. "What I did, I did it for the safety of this empire. Decreash is the largest kingdom in the country, but that is not enough. We still need allies; we need loyal kings at our beck and call. These women I wedded, each of them, have their core role to play; they are my weapons."

"No, Prince Damon. They didn't. They trusted the mothers in their judgment. But Queen Celeste and Queen Athena were direct decedents of the throne like you, my lord. Alora is from a completely different bloodline, a line that tried to have you killed. It's not the same." "My mother sacrificed her life saving a bloodline that was shamed for trying to protect his sibling. She believed he had a right to live. The mothers paired him with my sister. Alora sacrificed herself to save my own life, the Bloodline you hold so dear to the throne. She isn't here to steal the throne. She is here because the mothers blessed her with a second chance at life for doing the most selfless thing there is." "But

After all, their aim is just to get rid of beings that are not human, and they even risk their lives in the process. That tells her the dangerous situation they are in. It’s not always a good thing when one is caught in a war between the hunters and vampires and werewolves. But then, there’s also Kaidan who possesses the abilities of a dragon. She already figured out that he must be Cassian’s deadly weapon against the hunters. The headmistress doesn’t know about him yet. Then definitely, the hunters have no idea also. Cassian finished laying the bed and when he noticed her mind had drifted far, he brought it back.

Very rarely is an Alpha King unable to produce and heir to continue the bloodline. When that is the case, the Beta is usually the next one in line and then the bloodline continues until another Alpha King is chosen. When the bloodline of the Alpha King is long, the gifts that their ancestors had, get moved down through the generations. If I remembered correctly, I believe I heard that the current Alpha King was the fourth one in the bloodline.

The members exchanged uneasy glances, but none spoke. “If her heart stops beating,” Eloria continued, “then the prophecy is broken forever. And the Great Aura will never rise.” Her voice deepened with conviction. “I have tracked her bloodline. My scouts confirm it—the Crimson bloodline ends with her. No siblings. No cousins. No hidden relatives to carry the mark. She is the last.” One of the younger members spoke, almost timidly. “Magestress… are you certain? Could there not be another Crimson, hidden, perhaps lost to us in another pack?”

“That’s truly shameful, more so than a surname ever could be.” “Really?” he snapped. “So you think a pack trying to protect themselves by removing someone with an infamous past, is worse than having the same infamous surname as two different known killers? Really?” “You’re shaming me!” I exclaimed at him. “What the fuck is wrong with you? Aren’t I your mate? Aren’t you supposed to, oh, trust me?! What could I ever do to you?” There was a beat of silence. “Your father never killed his alpha, only his beta.”

Eliza spent twenty-two years believing she was ordinary—until the king appears with an impossible truth: she is his long-lost daughter, the missing princess, and heir to a kingdom she barely remembers. Returning home should answer the questions surrounding her past. Instead, Eliza is given sixty days to make a choice that could shape the future of the crown: choose a husband from three men already tangled in the royal succession. There’s Drew, the quiet man who makes her forget about crowns entirely. Jacob, the intelligent and steady choice who may be better suited to rule than anyone expects. And Jay—charming, unpredictable, and dangerously good at making Eliza question where trust en

“The Wolf. The Royal. The Moon. The Shadow. The Gate.” Alaric stepped backward. “The ancient bloodlines.” “Yes.” Cassian looked between us. “Explain.” Alaric walked to the table. “The five bloodlines existed before the kingdoms were divided.” “Why were they separated?” “Because they were once united.” “And the Gate?” “The Gate was created to connect them.” I remembered my mother’s words. Five bloodlines. One Gate. One Queen. One King. “But if the bloodlines were united, why did they separate?”

"Thanks for everything by the way." Morgan’s words didn't leave my head for hours. I'm alone at the balcony, trying hard to shake it all off. My bloodline centuries ago was prophesized to bear a chosen king, one that would rule and save the land from a dark force. It spread around the realm, but not everyone was happy with that fact, especially the royal family. The Calder. Their bloodline never left the throne, and they eliminate those who are threats. So my bloodline began dying mysteriously, death after death, until we almost went into extinction.