Naruto Fanfiction Bloodline Novels & Stories

he mumbled, but I just kept on staring at my mother. Her expressions changed from horror to shock, and then anxiety appeared on her face. “I also noticed that during that time period yesterday, only the pack members with the original bloodline were affected. A few of whom we locked in the dungeons also felt the pain, but they didn’t feel the strength. It meant that our bloodline chose whom to bless or whom not to bless…..” I paused when my mother’s body trembled so hard that I felt she would fall at any time. “Yeah. Carl also mentioned this. It felt like our bloodline abandoned the traitors.” Dad mumbled, and I smiled faintly this time.

“Now.” In the living room Damian had pulled out a whiteboard. Like this was some kind of war room. “Obasi wants the company,” Damian said. “He swapped babies twenty-eight years ago. Me and… someone else.” Marcus went completely still. “DNA test tomorrow,” Damian continued. “All of us. And the baby when it’s born.” Zara’s stomach flipped. “You think—” “I think Obasi wouldn’t be this desperate unless the bloodline was wrong,” Damian said.

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."

“No. I won’t let him steal what’s mine.” “You mean ours,” my father says. My jaw tightens. “No. Mine.” Sebastian speaks, his voice rough. “Even if we expose Carlos, it won’t be enough. Not if the pack’s scared.” “Then we give them something to believe in,” I say. “Something stronger than fear.” “Like what?” my father asks. I hesitate. Then I say it. “Me.” They both look at me, surprised. “I’m done waiting for approval. Done playing by their rules. I’ll show them I’m worthy of the bloodline.”

"I could have killed you." "You could have," he agreed. "If you hadn't stopped." He stood up, swaying slightly, then offered me a hand. I took it, terrified I might accidentally hurt him again, but nothing happened. The circuit was closed. "This is why the Bloodline was feared," Ares said, pulling me up. "It isn't just strength. It's parasitism. It's symbiosis. We are a battery for each other, Yara. If one of us is strong, the other can feed. If one is dying, the other can sustain."

“Your mother and I come from an ancient bloodline that has never been tainted with the blood of a lesser lineage. It is an extensive process to marry into our clan." "One must not only be born into the right family, but they must also complete a medical screening, at which time blood is taken and examined for compatibility. Our bloodline enjoys the benefit of being immune to poison. This is the one thing that is scrutinized when the blood is drawn." “We are not allowed to have children with bloodlines that dilute this favor in our blood. Your mother has always been stubborn and refused to get the analysis performed when she started a relationship with your father. Before our parents could fo

Huo said suddenly. “Yeah, I’m pretty____WHAT? NO, NO, NO, THAT IS IMPOSSIBLE, I WILL NOT HAVE COPULATION WITH MY OWN DAUGHTERS! I DRAW THE LINE WHEN IT COMES TO INCEST!” Blake shouted in displeasure, shaking his head, waving his hands and arms in denial of their claims. “Please, we are not even blood-related. When we were consummated, the Phoenix bloodline was within our spirits and Mother Koran; no part of your DNA is inside us.” Ling said calmly.

Zephyr nodded “A wise question, but as it says here it is due to bloodlines holding the power within themselves. The level of one’s power in a bloodline depends on themselves. It's rather simple, when one has a bloodline its only when their abilities are active that others with bloodlines can sense it. If it is a mage, you would know as their aura is ever-present, a mage would carry their aura like a warning, and cannot sneak into places, but a bloodline… well they seemingly will look like the average civilian and that only makes them all the more dangerous,” Zephyr said

However, Neela was telling him that she finally figured out what Frostine was going through. “Bloodline-induced blood sacrifice is an extremely obscure forbidden spell. As the name implies, it can induce the bloodline in a person’s body, help the person grow, and metamorph. But, this forbidden spell will harm the bearer greatly and shorten lifespan with a slim chance of survival... No, it should be certain death. Only one out of the ten thousand bloodline inheritors may succeed as the mortality rate is extremely high. “My lord, it’s really a miracle a tail could materialize out of senior!”

And what my calculations tell me is that we are all going to die. The baby is destabilizing because the ritual forced incompatible bloodlines into a single vessel. That's the truth no one will speak aloud. Jessica's Blackthorn blood, my Lancaster blood, they were never meant to merge. We're cousins, distant enough to avoid the worst genetic consequences, but close enough that our combined lineage carries echoes of the same source. The ritual didn't just claim Ronan as the father. It overwrote large sections of the child's magical signature with his essence, his power, his claim.