Shadowhunter Family Tree Novels & Stories

“Your eyes were the first thing that I saw of you on that first day. Those eyes were what I saw all the damn time, even when I was trying not to think of how beautiful those eyes were and how fucking gorgeous their owner was. I can show you my sketchbooks in my dorm room. If you like my skill then I’d be happy to ink you.” Good Goddess. Did the temperature rise up a few degrees? I swallowed hard and nodded my head. “Okay, so this will be an all-hands-on-deck situation because of how serious the issue is. Our pack, Nightshade, Shadow Falls, and the Precoza coven have been close ever since our parents were younger. The leaders are all like family, so their kids, us, were raised as if they were

The folder is mainly written by Doctor Franc; I’ve gotten to know his handwriting whilst working in the hospital…it was a grade below calligraphy. My eyes scan through the wording, catching the words that confirm what I already knew…a heart murmur. How could he not have shared this with me from day one. Then I know why….the wording that is the sole reason why I am here….that Athan will not make it to adulthood, that his first shift will kill him. So, the Shadow Hunter bloodline will end with Athan, the entire pack will be sent into chaos. Now I understand why Calian has kept this information close to his chest, anyone wanting the

"She stayed behind." He sat back, studying me. "Do you know where the nest is?" "No. I was unconscious when I arrived and blindfolded when we left." He nodded. "Why were you shadow hunting?" "We were searching for our brother. The scorchers were searching for one of their own." "You know I'm obligated to report this." "I know," I said, spinning my ring. And now for the next part. If I'd trusted him enough to say this much... What did I have left to loose? My odds were already near impossible.

King Torvald said, snapping out of his shock. “What happened here?” Shysie asked. “Your guess is as good as mine,” King Torvald said. “Do you think everyone is dead?” Paris asked. “No, I saw some species fled but the Royal Lycan brothers are back, with Jessica,” King Torvald said, walking towards his room. “I didn’t notice any hunter kids in the chapel,” Shysie said, wondering about them. “They are safe, hiding under a spell in the Vampire wing,” King Torvald said. No one knew this but all the hunters are descendants of his DNA as his DNA was used to create the first hunters in 1900 with the first successful birth of a hunter in 1917.

'Hunter Alridge…' Jade searched her mind for the name. Suddenly, it clicked—she remembered. Gazing at the cheerful young man before her, she was taken aback. "You're Hunter Alridge, the second Aridge heir, one of the four major families in Centus?" Jade was shocked because Hunter was closely related to her. In her previous life, she misplaced her trust in Lloyd, and he exploited her research achievements. Moreover, the toxin she studied became a tool for Lloyd to eliminate his rivals. Lloyd orchestrated the assassination of the heirs from the four major families in Centus, cementing his dominance in the region.

His name is Hunter, every Alpha king in my family from the beginning of time has been named Hunter, and that is where our family derived the name Huntington. I don’t know how to pretend to be cool when there is an angry wolf howling in my head. He hates Cameron and be doesn’t hide his hatred for her. I’m struggling to control him, but I’m new at this and it’s very difficult. I only succeeded because we have not shifted for the first time, we haven’t solidified bond, so his control over me has limits.

Everyone has been so focussed on Kendrick and winning this battle that they have forgotten about the war. If Hunter does decide to become the first deathless hybrid, I will have to teach him how to pass the gift to the next generation, how to use his magic and our family history. There is so much I can give him if he is willing, and I won’t leave until my work here is done. When Esme and I step out of our circles, the protective shield around the clearing collapses and we need to move quickly if we want to get this done on our terms. Hunter grunts in disgust as he throws Kendrick’s body over his shoulder and heads back they way we came. The cars are waiting and we all head to the Shadow Ridg

“Someone mind filling me in? Who's the Family, the mob?” Darian scoffed. “I wish. At least they have honor. The Family is the original line of hunters.” “Hunters? As in the werewolf hunters Victor and Ulric are tracking?” “Wolves, vampires, ghosts, zombies,” he said, giving her a look. “They go after anything supernatural. If it has a beating heart, they stop it. If it's dead—” “They make it permanently dead,” interrupted Brendan. “They used to be serious business, but for the past few decades, their leader has been wearing their balls around his neck.”

"Tell me about your ancestor. The Hunter who protected werewolves." Derek looked sad. "Michael Stone. He was supposed to hunt werewolves. That's what all Hunters did back then. But he fell in love with one. She was an Alpha's daughter. When his guild found out, they called him a traitor. His own family threw him out." "What happened to them?" "They ran away. Lived in hiding. Had children who learned both ways. Hunter training but also werewolf understanding. That's how my family started. We were Hunters who understood both sides."

"Made it look like a heart attack. But I know. I know it was them." My blood ran cold. Brennan had been uncomfortable but ultimately supportive during the European Alpha confrontation. "When?" "Two hours ago. His assistant found him collapsed in his office." Torres's hands shook. "That makes five Council members dead in six months. All who supported reform, all who protected daughters." "Tell me about the Hunters," I demanded. "Everything you know." "They call themselves the Covenant of Ash. Direct descendants of the original Hunter families from the 1700s." He pulled out a battered laptop, hands shaking as he typed. "They've been operating in secret for centuries, hiding their time, buildin