Naruto Paper Bloodline Fanfiction

She was born to lead. Raised to suffer. Destined to rise. For years, Lyra has known nothing but pain. Enslaved by her own pack, starved, beaten, and unable to shift, she is a broken omega with no future. But on the night of her eighteenth birthday, after being rejected and left for dead, fate intervenes in the form of Kane, the handsome and powerful Lycan Prince. He senses her. Claims her. Saves her. But Lyra is no ordinary omega. Beneath the scars and suffering lies a forgotten Alpha’s bloodline - a truth buried by those who wanted her dead. As Kane fights for justice, uncovering the treachery that stole her birthright, a greater danger lurks in the shadows. A war is coming. A war tied to her very existence. With the kingdom on the brink of darkness and secrets leading them to a lost power, Lyra must embrace the strength inside her before it’s too late. Her enemies want her silenced. Her mate will burn the world to protect her. And the fate of the Lycans depends on what she does next. Her story has only just begun.

Coral learns her entire life had been a lie, she’s forced to come to terms with the fact that she comes from a long line of Pure Elemental Conjurers whose abilities and genetics are very unique in their world. Coral is told she’s a fire elemental, and not just that, she’s what society calls an Elementalist. A unique elemental with the ability to not only control the four main elements of the earth, but has an unlimited amount of power. Her rear ability has only been seen once, on her ancestor, and due to the purity of her family’s bloodline she inherited that ability from that ancestor. Coral will slowly struggle to maintain her sanity among a world of abnormalities, especially when her identity becomes revealed and everyone at the academy finds out she is the illegitimate daughter of Steven Carter and Bella Ray. This revelation puts her directly into the spotlight, and her words and actions constantly draw the attention of students. More than once, Coral will be forced down by her insecurities and fears, and the new revelations regarding her parent’s death.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mist inquired. Carnation bit her bottom lip and looked down at the papers she was holding. "You can't back out once you sign the contract." She remained silent, so Mist spoke up again, "think about it twice." "It's still possible to quit," Mist suggested. She shook her head repeatedly. "No. . . I've made up my mind." "You're pretty desperate, aren't you?" "My family is in serious debt, and this is the only way I can pay it off." "You're so lovely. You don't belong here. But what options do I have? People like you are exactly what our business requires. Desperate women willing to cling to a knife's edge." Carnation placed the paper on the wooden table. She took a deep breath and quickly signed the contract before returning it to Mist. With a melancholy look, the woman accepted the contract and said, "you can no longer revoke what you have already signed. From today, you are now Mr. Lust's property." Carnation's heart was torn apart by the news. She traded her freedom and pride for the sake of money. When Carnation's father was admitted to the hospital after being diagnosed with lypmhoma. Their family's small business went bankrupt. Carnation had to drop out of college and work to support her family. In serious depth, she had no choice but to work in Casa de Lujuria, an exclusive nightclub owned by Luca Lindenhurst, a Seven Sins Association member.

"You look tired and lazy. I think you're suffering from lack of vitamin me?" ~X~ Three words are enough to describe the playboy billionaire Alexis 'X' Montemayor who owns the very successful Club inside and outside the country. Hot. Dangerous. And oozing with sex appeal. He believed that he would never find the right woman for him despite having a random geisha in his very own Club-V. Not until a woman named Minzireth Paje entered his room and asked him if she is hired or not in the middle of what he called 'play time'. Lured by her sexy smile; piercing golden brown eyes; and voluptuous body, he hired her as his sex-retary. ***** Minzireth Paje is not your typical woman. Nagtungo sa siyudad upang maghanap ng trabahong makapag-aahon sa kanila sa kahirapan at matustusan ang gamutan ng kanyang magulang na may sakit. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat ng matanggap siya bilang sekretarya ng nagmamay-ari ng isa sa pinakasikat na Club sa Pilipinas. Buong akala niya'y more on paper works; answering calls; at tamang tayo lang sa gilid ng conference room ang kanyang gagawin. Not until her playboy boss, Alexis Montemayor demands her to do her assigned job. And that was to spice his night as his sex-retary. What if she found out what was her playboy boss's dark secret? Would she be able to fulfill her duty? Or resigned, and accept the fact that she is not qualified enough to be one of his sex-retary?

He whispered her name nine hundred and ninety-nine times in his sleep. Never mine. For five years, I gave everything to Vincent Bonanno—the heir to one of the most powerful mafia dynasties in Europe. I turned his house into a home, remembered every careless detail he let slip, even abandoned my dream of becoming an artist—believing that one day, he would finally choose me. But whenever Alessia appeared, his loyalty bent toward her. The night boiling fondue scarred my arms, he rushed to shield her from a scratch that barely reddened her skin. In public, his gaze never stayed with me—it drifted to her. I was the wife on paper, but never in truth. So I walked away. With nothing but a suitcase, divorce papers he signed without noticing, and a secret I never planned to share—three months pregnant. He discovered too late. The divorce was real. The clinic file was real. And by the time he realized, I had vanished. Now the man who once ruled cities with cold power is tearing the world apart to find us. He has soldiers, money, and a thousand apologies he never gave when I was still his wife. But I’m no longer the woman who begged for affection. I’m a mother. An artist. A survivor. The question isn’t whether Vincent can reach me. It’s whether, when he does, I’ll ever let him back into the life he destroyed.

Happily married for 2 years, I thought all his grumpiness lately was only temporary. Maybe not the richest man, but he definitely puts his work as his priority, and I want to support him with all I have. I gave all the millions of dollars of my family wealth to him to build up his company, and didn't regret that. I love him. All I wanted was a family with him, a child for me to focus my attention on. But he often says he doesn't want a child before his career is stable. I understand, and I am willing to wait, until last night-- I found out that I had adopted his mistress's child thinking he was mine. On the day of our anniversary, I received a message from an unknown number. It's a picture of him with a woman in bed. And the text reads: he has been mine from the beginning. Three days later when he comes to the house that he shared with me in the past two years for one last time, he sees the divorce paper I left him, together with the necklace he gave the girl who saved him ten years ago! Pain and regret burst out in his chest, but this time he couldn’t find me anywhere. Five years later I came back to Arizona with beautiful quadruplets who have resemblance to the most powerful Alpha King in the world, but there's a problem: he isn't ready to let me go even though he's damaged and causes me nothing but pain.

Dario Morello came from old money in Santria City—but his family was cursed. Every guy in that bloodline dropped dead before twenty-five, like something sucked the life out of them. The only way out? Marry someone with a rare fertility gene. In my last life, my adopted sister Serena jacked my wedding dress and took my place at the altar. I exposed her right there in front of everyone. She became Santria's biggest joke. Then she killed herself. My parents said I was heartless. Cut me off without blinking. Dario? He hated me too. On the anniversary of Serena's death, he locked me in a basement, strapped me with explosives, and snapped, "That fertility gene lie? You made it up for clout and cash. Serena was pregnant with my kid. You killed them both. So now—you're going with her." Next thing I knew, I was waking up on the morning of the wedding. This time? I helped Serena with the veil and wished them a perfect life.

"An eye for an eye. A tooth for a tooth. A race for a race. I will wipe out every last vampire," she vowed, her voice trembling with fury. Ivory Walter never expected her worst tormentor in college Daniel Connor to become the boy who made her heart race. But just as love started to bloom, fate tore them apart. Dragged to the mysterious Frost Town by her mother, Ivory unravels a dark secret...... she’s not just human.... she’s a wolf. Born into a bloodline destined to destroy vampires. But fate isn't done yet. Unbeknownst to her, Daniel follows her to Frost Town… and discovers a truth that shatters his world. He’s a vampire..... her natural enemy. A rare white wolf. A vampire with forbidden powers. A bond that could ignite a war… or end it. As the line between love and loyalty blurs, the question remains: Will they kill each other or everything that stands in their way? When love becomes a battlefield, only one truth matters...... Can a wolf ever love a vampire… without destroying them first?

My name is Willow. My birth parents gave me up as an infant and I was raised among the humans until I shifted for the first time. I took off to protect the family that raised me for their protection, and I have been searching for my family ever since. I now run a private detective agency out of my best friend Pete's dojo. While I was meeting an informant with information, I was attacked by a vampire and was left with no choice but to flee with Pete to join a pack with an Alpha whose reputation for cruelty and murder make me second guess my security. Ronan keeps insisting that I am his mate, regardless of my denial. I have one, no two objectives to accomplish in my life and I will not let anything get in my way, not even my mate. Determined to help me find my family, so he can claim me as his mate, Ronan and his pack help me uncover the twisted history of my bloodline, and the closer we get to the truth, the more danger we find ourselves in.

Nikita's curse wasn't something that could simply be fixed, like a broken chair or a shattered vase. It was an immutable part of her, woven into the very fibres of her being. Accepting this truth had been a necessary act of survival, one she had embraced long ago, and she knew that the sooner others accepted it, the better. Cursed at a tender age due to her father's unkindness, Nikita was fated to bring death to anything she touched. This curse was a punishment meant to ensure that her father’s bloodline ended with her. The gravity of her curse revealed its brutality when, at just six years old, she accidentally killed her own mother with a simple touch. As years went by, her father's harsh reign eventually met its end, and Nikita inherited his throne, becoming the leader of her pack. However, at her father's funeral, destiny intervened in the form of Rykor, the son of a man who had so cruelly cursed her. Intrigued by the dark and cold Nikita, Rykor saw more than just the curse that shadowed her existence.