Nolan Bloodline Novels & Stories

“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.

The young ladies couldn't help but admire him as he made his way to the stage, the crown on his head giving him an air of strength. "Now, presenting to you the daughter of the light, the Luna of the Nightfall Pack, the one who carries royal blood, the white wolf, the source of light and wisdom, Luna Selena Kephissa Attalos, descendant of the Habsburg family, granddaughter of the great wolf king, Luna Selena Kephissa Attalos." As the announcement concluded, Selena walked in, her father by her side. The crowd erupted in loud cheers. Rufus couldn't help but smile as he watched Selena, who looked like a goddess of beauty.

Damon came forward with a guard who was holding a tray. On the tray, there was a dagger and a stone. It was time for the Bloodline Ritual. Stopping beside us, Damon lifted the dagger from both hands and presented that to Nicholus, "You will now do the Bloodline Ritual. After this, your bloodline and legacy will be bound together. This ritual will be your promise to your people that you'll always rule with justice." Taking the dagger from Damon, Nicholus slid off its cover and placed it in the tray. The metal glinted in the moonlight. Lifting his hand, Nicholus slid the sharp blade across his palm. Crimson liquid oozed out.

“Nolan… Did you find anything tangible about him? I suspect that he has a hand in everything that is happening.” “Just like Leo, there is nothing much. I pay millions for informations but I get so little,” David sighs, running his hand through his hair, “Nolan parents are both dead. He was adopted by Chien Hung, the underground Lord after he had proved himself to be worthy of being his son. Years later, he is still living peacefully with them. Although some of the father’s workers harbors the thoughts that he practices black magic or he is sorcerer. They say he loses control from time to time, talks in his sleep, is hostile to everyone around him And he has never missed his targets no matter

Nolan muttered. Nolan stared down at our hands like he could not look at my face while he spoke. “I already warned Solon and your father,” he said. “I told them about the possibility of mad rogues reappearing and what the blood can do. Now that it happened inside Bloodmoon territory, they will have to take it seriously. They will have to tighten security.” “They will listen,” I replied. Nolan’s mouth pulled into a grim line, and then he surprised me. He lowered his voice and copied Solon’s voice so well that I almost thought Solon was in the room.

Alyssa’s POV It was almost hard to believe that we were all there together with the key to fixing everything. We were also the new generation of Alpha bloodlines, coming together in a show of unity for the first time in a while. Nolan had created the antidote. Or, at least he’d hoped that he had, considering how quickly he’d studied and tested. “I can’t make any promises, Alyssa. I’m really sorry, but there just wasn’t enough time.”

Hearing this, Uncle Nolan waved his hand and said, "First Miss, don't say that. I don't mean that. It's just that... except for the Nolan family, I don't want to be loyal to anyone, and I don't want to educate any children, so I chose such a job." "Uncle Nolan, don't you think I will feel more guilty for what you've done?" It was rare to see someone surnamed Nolan, so they had a deep relationship with each other. The Nolan family was originally an old-fashioned family with a history of hundreds of years. Therefore, to put it further, Uncle Nolan's ancestors and Natalie's family were actually blood relatives. However, it had been a long time, and he was not the direct descendant of the Nolan

Rosana studied him, he didn't look like a wolf, and his appearance was more like a typical human though he looked dangerous, possibly he ran a cartel or belonged to a cult considering the fact that he looked wealthy. Rosana closely examined his tattoos, her eyes widened in shock when she spotted the name "NOLAN" inked on his left arm. A gasp escaped her lips as she pondered, "Could this be the same Nolan, the cursed Alpha banished from the Blue Blood Pack for the brutal murder of his family members, or is it simply a coincidence of the same name?” The driver saw her expression and smiled realizing she had seen his name, “Figured out who I am?” He asked.

Nolan smiled faintly and replied, “I’ll take care of her, I promise you. However, can I ask you a question?” Stephen was stumped. “Sure. What is it?” Nolan looked at Stephen and asked, “Do you know why Zee's blood is so special?” This was the only thing Nolan was worried about, for he did not know if it would affect her or not. Stephen was confused. “Wait, what’s wrong with Zee’s blood?” It appeared to Nolan that Stephen did not know anything about it. He shrugged it off with another matter, and he hoped that Professor Leonhardt had discovered something about Maisie’s blood.

A voice— Not speaking. Calling. A presence— Familiar. But not known. Aria’s eyes snapped open. Her breath hitched. “That’s new,” Kael said. She didn’t answer him. Because her focus was elsewhere. “What was that?” she asked. Ronan didn’t hesitate. “A trace.” “Of what?” “Your bloodline.” The word landed heavy. Aria frowned. “That doesn’t make sense.” “It does,” he said. “You just haven’t seen enough yet.”