Naruto Bloodline Harem Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I know the group that has arrived is their adventuring team, and I know you will face them soon, and you will not have any difficulty taking care of them, but I wish to remind you of one thing. In the event that a bloodline art possessor dies, the next family member who awakens it gains all the memories of the deceased person. You will be exposed through your appearance, so if you don't want an entire noble family acting as your enemy, you should change your look." "Even then they might still track you using your mana, but there will be enough time for you to grow stronger. Those of us in the Scarlet family do not have the bloodline art, but we can all see the threads of fate woven into the

Aria sat in her room surrounded by ancient books. Couldn't sleep. Hadn't slept in two days. Just reading. Learning. Hating every word. The texts were detailed. Too detailed. Clinical descriptions of how Lunas were created. Bred like cattle. Bloodlines tracked for millennia. All are to produce specific traits. Specific powers. Specific weapons. Her mother wasn't just her mother. She was Generation 247 of Bloodline Alpha-7. Designed to carry maximum lunar energy. Maximum shadow manipulation. Maximum—

“Oh, yes, my dear… But see once you bear my mark you will then also become part of me and therefore any sons you give me, will make powerful generals for my army and whenever one of your bloodlines has a female, I will add her to my harem to also add more slightly lesser generals to my armies… I may even occasionally allow one of our sons to choose one of the future females from your bloodline and see what happens…” I freeze in his arms at this information. I then feel the pup I carry kick me and I growl at him. “I will not let you put your filthy cock inside me and I will never carry one of your demons…” He chuckles again as he runs his tongue over my ear once more as he says,

“Walk away, Lyle.” “I would love to. Truly. But you’re blocking the hallway to the nursery, and my niece and nephew need their favorite uncle.” Lyle strolled closer, hands in his pockets, wearing the particular grin he saved for moments when he had maximum leverage. Fatherhood had filled him out and settled something in him, but it had done absolutely nothing to improve his manners. “Also, Nara says if you make her another niece or nephew before Kieran is out of the biting phase, she’s moving to the vampire kingdom.” “Tell Dayanara the royal bloodline doesn’t take requests,” Darren said.

"He’s a fire-hybrid, Raven. Just like you’re ice." "Is he like me?" she asked, finally looking at me. Her eyes were troubled. "Am I just... a freak occurrence, or is there a whole army of us out there?" "Merek thinks the bloodlines are waking up because of you," I said. I sat on the edge of her bed, close enough to feel the coolness she radiated. "He thinks you’re the catalyst." "I don't want to be a catalyst," she whispered. "I just want to be Raven."

Sara felt she would be able to attempt the mission not because she felt capable but because her primordial bloodline pulled her there it felt like if she goes she'll gain a better control of it. Pup you do see it's numbered a thousand or more men that are part of this team and it's a level on mission; Lane said as he read through the paper. Well I'll take the risk; Sara said as he pricked her finger and dropped it on the poster which immediately merged with her body.. Immediately it merged with her the inner disciple looked towards her with keen eyes and smiled. " It seems there's going to be about three daring fellows this time" Sara looked towards where the inner discie was although she co

“Seal this entire floor.” The guards bowed immediately. “No servant enters without my permission.” “Yes, Your Majesty.” The younger healer swallowed nervously. “There’s more.” My patience snapped instantly. “What?” He looked toward Nyra uneasily. “Several servants are saying the Moonfang bloodline can strengthen future heirs.” The room became silent and Nyra froze completely. I understood instantly why that rumor terrified her. Pregnancy. The child. If kingdoms discovered she carried an Alpha heir while belonging to an ancient bloodline…

“They weren’t.” Nora was the only pure dragon left alive. And even when dragons had been plentiful, they hadn’t mixed bloodlines like this. Not in any record we’d found. So this? A dragon bonded to three mates of different bloodlines. Each child would carry dragon blood, that much was certain. But beyond that, there was no telling which of our bloodlines would take hold. And no way to predict how her dragon lineage would fuse with it.

Jax folded his arms. "Who was coming?" For the first time, real anger entered Damon's expression. "The people who wanted our bloodline erased." The words carried enough conviction to make everyone uneasy. Scarlett stared at him. "What bloodline?" Damon's eyes met hers. "The Luna bloodline." The clearing fell silent again. Emily frowned. "What does that mean?" Damon looked toward Scarlett. "You're stronger than ordinary Lunas because our family was never ordinary." A chill slid down Scarlett's spine.

My people respected me because I gave them survival, not because I entertained the foolish notions of bonds and Luna crowns. “You speak of legacy as if it can be carved by a weak hand,” I snapped. “I will not risk my bloodline for a whore’s womb.” At that, Garrick pushed off the pillar, his dark gaze locking with mine. He was the only one who dared push me, the only one whose loyalty gave him the courage. “She isn’t just some omega, Aric. Malrik’s right. She carries Ashryn blood. The same bloodline the seers once called the Moon’s Flame. You can spit on it, ignore it, curse it all you want—but you know what it means. That bloodline can birth power.”