Lion King Bloodline Novels & Stories

Bienley smiled at their sons and stared at Justin. "Can you imagine that Justin? You can have a child with Cullen and Dalton's blood...yours and Zack's blood. The dream I wanted to have is given to you. You will carry Zack's child inside your body...that child will grow inside you until you can bring him/her out of the world. You will watch Zack's child grow and you will hear and feel the heartbeat that would eternally bind you and Zack for a lifetime" Bienley continued to explain.

He stood there like a phoenix reborn from the flames, giving off a frightening pressure. Standing in the south was Jin Feitao of the Golden Lion Clan, whose bloodline contained a trace of the metal element of the White Tiger. They were born with great strength. Their sharp claws and fingers were as sharp as divine weapon, as if they could tear anything into pieces. Their physical attack power was at the top level among most of the royals of the half-demon kingdom!

“I was in dragon form when I rescued her. She took one look at me, screamed her lungs out, and fainted.” “She needs to know what she carries in her womb,” Baqman said with a scowl. “I know. I just want to wait a bit longer if I can.” Tristan heaved a sigh. “Do you think her surface genes will water down our lineage?” Baqman laughed. “Did your grandmother’s genes do such a thing?” Tristan shrugged. “Some say so.”

Without a signal or word, Zhu Yinbing knew what she needed to do and quickly caught Zhu Xian'er, the young master Li severed-arm. “You damn a..rrfhhh!!” Not being able to utter a word ant. His stomach has been punched with tremendous force. If he hadn’t cultivated the body strengthening technique he might already be dead from his stomach being punctured.” “By the way, my bloodline is not a Golden Lion but a Sacred Flame Devourer Lion!!” He shouts before unleashing his strongest attack while Young Master Li is still stuck in his iron grip that grabs at his stomach.

Alpha king Ozar. I am known as Alpha King Ozar throughout the connecting territories of the adjoining homelands tied by rivers and borders. I am the last kind of the dragon wolf bloodline. A dragon bloodline wolf is a mythical creature that combines the strength and ferocity of a wolf with the majestic power and resilience associated with dragons. I control a kingdom of wolves who are at the top hierarchy of the food chain, the Kingdom of Orizon—a generation of dragon blood wolves whom are built differently than the average wolves.

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.”

" The moment she finished, the lodge's heavy wooden doors opened from outside. Measured, powerful footsteps approached. My father, Aldric, entered with four Council elders and several officials from the Pack Administration Office. His powerful Alpha presence filled the room at once. My father surveyed the wreckage, then looked back at me with unmistakable pride in his eyes. "According to the pack archives, the white-wolf line is an exceptionally rare evolutionary bloodline. White wolves are not broken wolves. "Liora did not fail her trial. She collapsed because her bloodline was undergoing a profound cleansing. "The Council has completed every verification. As of today, Liora is officially t

"Listen to me. I don't have much time." "Sophia—" "I found something." She grabbed Liora's hands. "Last week, when all of this started with Leoric and the council threat, I started looking into your background. Your actual background. Your birth parents." Liora went still. "What about them?" "Your mother." Sophia's voice dropped. "Liora, your mother wasn't Moonclaw Pack. She was listed as Moonclaw when you were born but that was a registration of convenience." She squeezed her hands. "Your mother was from an ancient bloodline. One of the original wolf lineages. The kind that carries traits that skip generations and surface when—"

"I'm not criticizing you, Honorable Lord. I just think that you will be dissatisfied by others if you do this, so..." "I know what you mean, and you don't have to explain it. Do you know? If anyone dared to blame me like this, he would have died long ago. But you have followed me for so many years, and I can bear it." "Let me ask you, what kind of bloodline does Tiger Jones have?" "It's naturally the purest ancient beast, Tao Wu's bloodline."

“What does that mean?” The doctor gave him a solemn look, then turned back to the tablet in his hands, scrolling through the information as Gingi continued. “The genetic marker traces back to what we call the Lyan line—an ancient and royal bloodline among wolves. A lineage said to be one of the first, the strongest. The Lyan wolves were considered the kings and queens of our kind, their blood pure and their strength unmatched. Over the centuries, the line faded. And with it, the genetics that accompanied it. But it seems... it has resurfaced in your children. In your blood, Lauren. You’re a Lyan.” I think my heart stopped. No—I'm sure it did. The Lyan line. An ancient bloodline. A royal one.