Mary Magdalene Bloodline Novels & Stories

he said. “Why?” “Because you’re not who you claim to be,” he answered simply. The words struck like a blow. She blinked. “Excuse me?” He stepped forward, closing the space between them. “You carry ancient magic, Evelyn. The kind that hasn’t walked this land in centuries. Your blood sings in this place.” She backed away slightly. “You don’t know anything about me.” “But I do,” he whispered. “I know your family was hunted. I know your mother was betrayed. And I know what they did to your father before they buried him alive.”

She could see the surprise on my face because she continued, “Mara, my daughter, killed me because I refused to kidnap you and use your blood to make our coven stronger. It was her idea since we discovered that Mary had given birth to a silver wolf. I tried talking sense to her but she didn’t listen and who could have thought that she would poison me?” she said sadly and I now realized that it was not the whole Madeleine clan that was bad. It was just one bad seed as it is in all other places and homes. “Did she hurt you?” Grandma asked me and I nod my head. “She kidnapped me and almost killed me harvesting my blood and later when I was giving birth, she ripped the babies out of my womb and

“The same bloodline that took your mother is a part of the schemes against you. Their lineage had been poisoned long ago and when they found your mother, their patron got an evil idea. They hide behind councils and tradition now… still as poisoned and evil as ever.” Damon went still. “So they aren't random people.” “No,” the mage said. “They have an inherited history and evil.” My heart stuttered. “They are part of schemes against us.” “Yes.” He said. “They breed evil, they pass knowledge of evil like a legacy. They wield power and obsession.” A chill went down my spine. “The same bloodline who took your mother,” he said quietly, “is now hunting you too.” My breath caught painfully. “Hunting

"What legend? Tell me everything. Spare no detail." Morgana exchanged a glance with Mira, then spoke, her voice gaining strength. "There's a story about a queen who was infected by the same darkness centuries ago. She was saved by a ritual that required the combined power of three bloodlines—the Ancient Dynasty, the Lycan Royal House, and the Rogue Ascendancy." Elena's head lifted, her silver-blue eyes sharpening despite the exhaustion that weighed on her. "Three bloodlines? We have two. The Ancient Dynasty and the Lycan Royal House."

"About fifty years after Celeste was burned, that symbol and the name began spouting in covens and circles. There are nine original bloodlines of the craft. They're pretty diluted now, but a lot of the family members with genuine magick have been murdered by the organization. They leave a calling card by engraving that mark on the arm of those they kill. Rumor has it they are very selective in who they let join." She sighed. "If there's any truth to it, legend says there's a blade that looks just like that, and if a witch is slain with it, it takes her powers. Forever. In other words, no descendents can inherit her gift." "Magick genocide." Lord, Kaida's stomach rolled. "Which Meath formed t

" Your mother and I met when she was still practising and mastering her magic. Although it was against the rules for mages to mix, let alone settle down with humans, your mother and I still forged a relationship and ended up marrying secretly. When word got out on what had happened between us, she was cast out of the mage council and banned from practising magic. One day, her mentor came to visit us. According to your mother, a ritual had gone wrong, and she was dying. That mentor's name was Magdalena. She was carrying a small object that carried the essence and blood of a goddess. The mage claimed that the vessel was dying, and to protect it from dying, it needed a living vessel." "Your mot

“She’s royal.” Silence dropped like a blade. “What do you mean—royal?” Caspian asked, stepping forward. “Royal by blood,” Seraphine said, tone reverent. “Her lineage is ancient. Forbidden. Nearly extinct. A union of Moon-Blessed witches and the First Wolves. Her power didn’t come from the curse… it was suppressed by it.” Gabriel’s heart thudded against his ribs. “That’s impossible. Her parents were regular members of a pack. They were killed .”

I was under the impression--I thought Grandma had explained to me--that my grandfather was the descendent of Little Red Riding Hood, not her. “Yes, that’s right,” Maggie said. “As far as I know.” I was going to have to go back over what Grandma had told me, but that could come later. “Maybe they both were,” Ben said from behind me. “She’s pretty far back in your family line. She could be a common ancestor. You know how cousins used to marry one another and stuff like that.” He shrugged like what he’d just said wasn’t at all unsettling. I shook my head to clear it and turned back to Maggie. “So… is your husband a mage, too?”

"It's possible that's significant. Three Royal bloodlines simultaneously may have properties we haven't documented." "It does," Maren said from her chair. Her voice was steady but her color was diminished — she had given more than the others, I suspected, and hadn't mentioned it. "There are records in the old texts. Royal blood combined from multiple lines carries a kind of resonance. It recognizes its own." She looked at Aria. "Her body would have accepted it more readily. Processed it more efficiently." Aria, propped against the chair's back with her eyes open and her color returning, looked at Maren.

“Blood magic is not instinctual. It is structured and dangerous. Without understanding the laws governing it, backlash is inevitable. You were lucky it merely exploded” “Lucky” I echoed hollowly. “There’s more…..” she continued, “....Your blood—” I felt it before she finished, a tightening in my chest. “It carries the scent of ancients.... ” Maria said quietly, “.... Old magic. Bloodlines that no longer exist openly.” My pulse thundered in my ears. “That makes you vulnerable.... ” she went on. “.... Especially here” “Because of… wolves?” I asked. “And vampires... ” she added calmly.