Shadowhunter Family Tree Novels & Stories

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."

“The Luminar? Really? But Hyacinth never told us about this.” Aaron was in denial, he look directly at Sergei, trying to make sense of it. “How come the Luminar, I mean, I knew some of our families do have some problem on their own, but the Luminar is always the righteous of them all?” Sergei shakes his head and scoffed. “There’s no family that perfect, even the Luminar. Luna Hyacinth's great-great-grandfather was the collaborator of the purge with the vampire queen.”

"Valenciana family is a good friend of the Solano family. They can be called halflings with random quality of bloodline inherited between the descendants. And you, Cedric Kyle Valenciana, the last Valenciana fortunately have the highest grade of bloodline amongst your generation. What I did to you is only awakening like what Master Damian did to the Lady. I did not transform you and I don't have that kind of power. It only became possible because I was transformed by an ancient vampire. "Phantomhive family is only a human clan that became connected with the master because of the business. Shannon is not a Phantomhive but was adopted illegitimately but she announced it herself without any leg

He just accused my brother of being involved in that cult of hunters. “I apologize, Alpha.” He bowed down. “But let’s be more logical here. I mean, Shadow was poison while Calder was there. The moment he met your father, while you were on your honeymoon, you were poisoned by mercury. Then, days later, he arrived at the compound, introducing himself. Doesn’t it look suspicious? And after all our troubles finding these savages, his uncle was actually one of them. Calder could also be one of them.” “Hey.” Shadow stood up and placed a hand on my chest. “Calm down. Take a deep breath. Your eyes are glowing.”

"What's your name and where are your parents?" I stiffened at the mention of my parents but quickly recover to make sure his question does not go unanswered. I have to follow the rules to survive. Just three rules. That shouldn't be hard. With my head bowed and my eyes never leaving the ground, I respond, my voice calmer than expected. "Shadow. Shadow Monroe and I dont really remember my parents. I've been an orphan since I was five, Alpha, sir. "Hmm." is all he says before signaling his goons.

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.

The team prepares to leave for Switzerland when Meredith asks for a private meeting. Just Jamie, Briton, Kade, and Selene. "Before we go hunting Prime, there's something you need to know. Something I've kept hidden for forty years." Meredith looks older suddenly. Tired. "What?" Jamie asks. "The Shadow Council isn't a myth. I've known about them my entire life." Meredith sits heavily. "They killed my family. Not Elena. Not the Supreme Council. The Shadow Council. Prime specifically."

Emanuel said with a sigh. We all nodded our heads and waited for him to start. “Ok, so everything started decades ago. As you know, being a hunter has its advantages and disadvantages. We earn reputation and skills, but also long lives. Especially if you come from a generation of hunters that had worked with witches,” Emanuel said, “this includes her.” The witch sat with her arms crossed and eyes close as she hears Emanuel speak tentatively. “My family comes from hunters generations, and one of the biggest one the Voctirian family,” Emanuel said.

It was probably a fixer from the Waker noble family. "Got it," Howard acknowledged with a subtle nod. Before he stepped in to lead the Shadow Sect, that kind of cover-up was not rare. Powerful families, particularly those with noble ties, would pull out all the stops to scrub any Shadow Sect records if one of their own slipped up. They could not save the black sheep, but they would do anything to keep the family name spotless. That all stopped when Howard took the reins. Early on, he would get calls like that, but he would cut them off mid-sentence and hang up.