Shadowhunter Family Tree Novels & Stories

I am the bastard son of a pretender. If we are going to get hung up on technicalities, Shadow ridge should have passed to my younger brother, the true heir. It is unfortunate for him that he happened to meet his untimely end during his sacred day celebration hunt, leaving me as the only successor. Mother had her suspicions about my involvement that day, she wasn’t as blinded as I had allowed myself to believe. Up until Luca’s death, she had always chosen to see the best in me, no doubt driven by the guilt of everything her weakness had robbed me of. The pack had no idea of my true parentage so accepted me without question.

"So... you must be a descendant of the fallen, like Ash." He nodded. "My bloodline allegedly comes from Mahazael, the fallen Prince of the earth element. It is said that his children had the power to shift into all the animals walking on Earth. In time, shifters chose several creatures that became their guides, their earthy inner spirits. With a certain guide, a race was created. My family is one of the purest, just like the Malachious family. Other wolf bloodlines may come from the original shifters' bite. Those have most of my bloodline's strength, but they live and age more like humans."

“Fina—” “Let me finish.” My voice cracked, but I pushed through it, needing to reach the end of my father’s last words to me before I let myself fall apart completely. “There is one more thing you must know, and I am afraid even now, dying, to put the whole truth on paper. The Shadow Court did not act alone in destroying this family. Someone close to us—someone who shares our blood—chose their side long before the fire took me. I do not know how deep the betrayal runs, only that it does. If you are reading this, watch closely who stands beside you when the truth surfaces. The traitor’s name is—” I stopped.

Vanessa answered for him. “Isn’t he –“ Van lightly pinched Gladdy’s cheeks and casually interrupted. “Yeah, but apparently he’s a werewolf too and we’re sort of like fated to each other.” “It’s an honor to finally meet you, Luna,” said Hunter as he pounded on his chest. The man ate a piece too big. His cerulean eyes captured her attention more than his height and lean build. With a low voice, he introduced himself, “I am Hunter Shaye, Beta of the Royal Pack … and Henry’s younger brother.” He smirked. “I know what you’re thinking,” he paused to clear his throat, and continued with a high-pitched voice, “‘they look nothing alike. He’s clearly more good-looking’. I know – I get that a lot. Unfo

From what I can tell, her other bloodline might possibly be under Elizabeth’s bloodline— because, for a vampire, she’s beautiful. “A vampire…huh. Whose bloodline were you under…?” I said to Sherry. “Eh? You are familiar with the vampire race…?” “I read history, more or less.” “My family bloodline is under Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius, and Lady Elizabeth.” Hearing those unbelievable words, I shook my head for a moment to clear my thoughts. “Say that again?” I ask to confirm once more. “Okay… Lord Ambrogio, Lord Gaius and Lady Elizabeth.”

So, I acted when she finally went for it and left him. I worked with Silvercloud from Bloodmoon and made sure the son of a bitch would never darken Shannon’s doorstep. Not that he’d know where her doorstep is as I bought her a new house to raise her darling children safely away from her fucked up and toxic as fuck family and ex-in-laws. The only person from the Thorn family Shannon and her kids have a relationship with is her sister Shikoba, and that’s because Shikoba is the only one with half a brain. Plus, she’s mated to a Bloodmoon wolf and works for Silvercloud. Thus, she’s cool.

"Crescent marks everywhere. They're waiting." Autumn's shadows stirred again, the whisper intensifying: The child calls. Kin. Balance requires unity, not war. She shook it off, focusing on the bond with Gale, but the pull was undeniable, the legacy revealing more visions—stolen blood from her family during the war, experimented on by the Order to create hybrids, vessels like Gina's child. My sibling, the shadows insisted, a dark mirror to Elias, born of shadow to complement her light.

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

“And the crazy part? I did some research afterward and found out there’s no hunter family tied to that last name.” I knew exactly why he brought that up. Out of all the supernatural factions, hunters and witches were the only ones whose identities were rooted in their family names—it was all about bloodlines and heritage. Shapeshifters, on the other hand, could be created with just a bite—family ties are not essential. I stayed quiet, feeling the walls closing in. A bead of sweat traced down my forehead as the weight of his words settled over me. It had been a long time since I had felt truly trapped.

I snapped, and hung the phone up. I took a second to calm my mind before I realized that I was calm, and I didn’t feel like I was thrown into an abyss and drowning. It must have been my ability to keep him out of my mind. It felt good that I had some sort of power against him now. It would make it easier when I ended up killing him. I may be a Vampire, but I will always be a Hunter. It runs in my blood. I felt a pang of sadness when I realized that I couldn’t have any kids now. Not that I wanted any, per say, but the bloodline of Hunters would end with me…