Kingdom's Bloodline Novels & Stories

I had thrown that out there to stir the pot, but I did not expect Nelson and Yvonne's faces to go pale the moment the words left my mouth. Nelson forced a laugh. "Illegitimate kids? Come on, Ethan and the rest are my brother's children, too. They're Smiths just like us." However, Nelson looked like he had been caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and I felt a jolt of suspicion. My eyes could not help but scan over Ethan and his siblings. That was when I saw it. My dad had double eyelids, a trait I had inherited. However, all three Ethans had single eyelids, just like Nelson.

Griffin's voice echoed through the forest, “But I never thought it would be you, the beloved second son of the Royals family, doing their dirty deeds” I gritted my teeth, forcing myself to stay calm. “Well, you shouldn't blame them for being desperate to end things after all the havoc you've caused." I replied, “Your bloodline was blessed with the ability to tap into the celestial forces and guide the Federation to a path of glory. But you choose to abuse your gift and spread chaos throughout the land, and that is why you must die”. “Ignorant fools”. Griffin spat, “How long will you choose to remain blind to the truth? You've already messed with the natural laws once, and yet you can't even

If she thinks she will control every corner of my life, she’s mistaken. The other Royal Lineages will be delighted, of course. In the Royal Family, there are four great bloodlines. Vargas, ThornCrest, Lords, and Majesty. The first Alpha King was blessed with quadruplets. But when they came of age, the brothers turned enemies. The battle for the throne was bloody, ruthless. Eventually, the House of Lords was crowned, but he fell for an Omega. A stain to the name Royalty. An insult to the Crown. His enemies found their excuse. He was killed mercilessly and his omega buried alive. The House of Lords was cursed into extinction. When succession is discussed, their name is never mentioned.

Develin says honestly. “Well isn't it obvious? She was talking about your bloodline! Betty is varying wolf cubs now and who knows in future she will carry lion cubs! Can you imagine how strong the bloodline will be? I can and I think that that is what she meant! You guys will save the Kingdom through your bloodline!” Hrissom explained enthusiastically to father and son who were stunned when it finally hit them…. Both Lionel and Develin sat in silence while processing what Griddom had just explained to them….

several voices yelped. “Is that even possible?” I asked. “Technically, if I’m the last member of my bloodline, anyone who kills me will have the kingship passed to them and their bloodline. Just like how the Alphas used to take power from other, weaker Alphas,” Theon explains. “But no one had ever tried that with my family. We always had more than three Rexellen wolves alive at the same time. This is the first time our bloodline has been so narrow.”

To claim her now was to sign her death warrant. "Your weakness," Theron said softly. He looked up then, and I saw the disappointment in his eyes, the same look he had given my father when my father had chosen my mother over the purity of the line. "Your father thought he could control the bloodline, too. He thought love could override nature. We know how that ended." The room went quiet. The fire in the hearth popped, sending sparks up the chimney like souls escaping. "She must be marked," Marrock said. "Or she must be expelled. Those are the only options. You know the Law. A female with the marker cannot roam free. She is a beacon. She calls the old things. The burned Mate cursed us—her blo

“The kingdom is mine to rule. A child like you shouldn't have such powers. The power is mine to wield.” Lyon's heart skipped. This new power, the leader, was not just some external threat. It was his bloodline, his own flesh and blood, and it was clear they held a personal grudge against him. The kingdom’s fate was not just tied to his leadership, it was tied to the very history of his family. And now, his ancestor had come to reclaim what they believed was rightfully theirs.

I walked into the store, dropping off my hunting tools before stepping into the house to freshen up. I walked into the shower, turning on the knob. I pressed my hands against the wall, bowing my hair allowing the cold water to splatter on my head and drip down through my face. Aemond’s words still echoed in my mind as though he was standing behind me. I turned around wiping water off my face immediately but saw nothing. It was just me and my thoughts. “Lyra is the key. Her bloodline—do you even understand what that means? If she’s truly the one, your reign would not just be as Alpha—it would be as a god among men.”

Robert instructed, dismissing them. He glared around; a vein sprung on his forehead, indicating nothing but intense anger. King Philip did not only come to his kingdom to insult him but to prove his sovereignty; how dare he?! His outburst is ludicrous!. The domain of Linerdo and Dunham have always been sworn enemies, even in the days of his father. Still, Linerdo has always held great power against Dunham, and he won't watch the dignity of his kingdom fall in his regime. Heavy thoughts filled his mind as he scratched the ridden area of his throne with his nails, an unsettled expression on his face.

He pulled her into his arms, his palm sliding down the curve of her waist before grabbing her ass without restraint. Mia's cheeks flushed, but her body only pressed closer in submission, and yet Marco's eyes never once left me. "You're unhappy? You think I didn't care about you these three years? A man out there risks getting shot. Some things aren't within my control. "This time when I came back, the Godfather personally promised to put the docks under my management. I want you to obey my orders and continue being my mistress." I shook my head and said, word by word, "I'm already pregnant. I carry the Godfather's bloodline."