Shadowhunter Family Tree Novels & Stories

Still alive despite everything done to it. The lead hunter looks deeply unsettled. “This shouldn’t be possible.” Maelor glances toward him. “You mean love surviving torture?” The hunter says nothing. Because there is no defense left for any of it. Caedryn’s gaze shifts slowly around the chamber before settling briefly on the hunter. Recognition hardens his ruined features instantly. “…that bloodline.” The hunter stiffens. “My family didn’t create the severances.” “No,” Caedryn says quietly. “You only continued them.”

Untreatable once it passed a certain stage. It described the people who used the blade. I turned back to Xavier. "They're called Shadow Hunters," I said. "They're not wolves. They're an old faction, older than most of the packs on this continent. They don't have sides. They hunt whoever they're paid to hunt, and once they mark a target, the target can't hide. The mark makes them trackable through any ward, any border." I kept my voice level. "Your scouts weren't killed by rogues. They were marked. Probably to send you a message."

Justin looked even more confused. "Yes, of course it does. That was only the beginning of the cruel punishment that would soon happened to the king... and now to Shaun." I said. Justin sighed, "could you just please be direct? Tell me, what the fuck is going on?" she said, almost pissed at this whole story telling. I raised my hands into the air, "okay okay. Shaun is the son of the first lycanthrope, King Lycaon." Justin nodded her head in response. She keeps her mouth tightly close, wanting to hear every word I will say. I could feel my mouth trembling as I am trying my best to hold my silly smile.

I let out a deep sigh. “Yes.. I understand, and I understand the pressures of this and how those of noble blood may look down on me” “Yes it is curious though how an omega family has an ability such as yours, the only time it has ever been recorded of a noble family having your ability was the Shadow family, and they seemed to disappear out of existence around 50 years ago” we arrive at the airport and he looks over to me. “Do you know anything about the Shadow family? I understand you only love with your mother and your father, Tobias, is currently missing” He places his hand over mine.

Ari is now a part of my family, and I love her with everything I have. Blaine and Cade are powerful enough to have familiars, and they are the coven's leaders. The Shadow family is descended from one of Death's original children. I have no idea what number I am for him, and I don’t care. He and Mags are just the people who gave me life. That’s it. They are biological parents who had me for one purpose and one purpose only. To keep shit going and help Death out for as long as possible. “I don’t talk to Mags. She got what she wanted from our deal, and I got you. You’ll see her soon enough. Now, why are you really here?”

Immediately Shirley's heard the man's voice, it sounded so familiar so she strained her eyes to look at him then she realized that he was the same person she assumed to be the leader of the rogues all those years ago. "Mom! Are you okay?" Hunter said running towards her. "Yeah I am," Shirley replied. "Be careful around her mom, she is a witch, I am guessing the exact witch that help them all those years ago to kidnap dad," Hunter said through the mind-link. "Mom!! Hahaha, this is getting interesting. I wasn't expecting something so good today, my fortune said something good is coming my way, but I did not expect it to be this good. So I am going to have; father, mother and son in my custody?

"Shadow never leaves the third realm, not since he became the head of the assassin clan." "Brandon Kane is going undercover and has been requesting information regarding the shapeshifter in the photo," Stefano said, putting a photo on the desk where Clavier was working on. The doctor glanced at the photo for a second, and his eyes trembled slightly before he looked away. Undoubtedly, it was Shadow in the photo, even though it wasn't his real appearance. Clavier knew it from a glance because Shadow's eyes glowed in a particular color when he faced the camera. Other shapeshifters' eyes glowed in yellow when they looked into a camera. But for Shadow, whose soul was tightly bound to the binding

Chris didn't want to be close to any of them because he knew it would mess with his head if the time came to end them. We didn't know our future though. The parents probably seemed innocent as teenagers too. For generations these three families were bonded in nothing but tyranny, trying to become more and more powerful with the blood of others. The goddess said those of malice blood had to be eradicated or she would bring all wolves home. Our great grandfather was killed by Elena's great grandfather. He was thought to be the last Shadow wolf alive, but he was gifted with sight from the goddess herself in exchange that his bloodline owed her a debt.

The Elders of House Karstein learned through the castle servants that I was a hunter's descendant. To a pureblood vampire family that had passed down six hundred years, a hunter is a born enemy, a blood feud written on the first page of the family records. The Elders were furious. The Great Elder, an old vampire who had lived twelve hundred years, leaned on a silver-headed cane and questioned Lucian in front of everyone in the council hall. "Do you know whose descendant she is? Her ancestor killed seventeen of our kin. Hunter's blood runs in her veins. You keep her, and you betray the whole bloodline."

And two decades ago, someone paid them to wipe out the Vukari bloodline. It only took my wolf twenty-four hours to hunt down the traitor who funded the slaughter. He was an old ally—or so my family thought. I fastened heavy iron plates to his ankles and dropped him into the deepest trenches of the Ravenmere Coast. I never let his name enter my thoughts again. But it had taken twenty winters just to get a single sniff of the actual rogues who pulled the triggers. I had sworn a blood oath to end every last one of them. Only then would my family's spirits stop howling in the wind. Only then could I let a female share my nest.