Solo Bloodline Novels & Stories

“Enzo, you.. “Listen to me babe” he pulls me into his embrace, “before the concoction takes over you completely you have to listen to me Michelle. Right now I only want to save you and the babies and I do not care about myself. Every hundred years, a true blood is born and I just found out that I am the second to be born in my lineage and therefore my blood can destroy anything. Today, I am going to take Adeline and Natalia with me to hell and I you to stay strong for me” “No” tears well up in my eyes, “Enzo, you promised me.. please”

"Certain lines carry traits the Conclave considers dangerous if they're allowed to concentrate. Strength that compounds instead of diluting, generation over generation. Mine was one of the lines they'd flagged, decades before I was even born. When my strength came in stronger than anyone expected, they decided the line needed to end with me." "So you faked your death." "I arranged to lose a duel nobody suspected was rigged, and I let the world believe the Solis bloodline was finished." His eyes moved to me, and something in them cracked, just slightly. "I thought that would be the end of it. I thought if everyone believed you were an ordinary human girl, raised by her uncle, no wolf blood wo

“Is one bloodline not enough to cause a Blood Moon?” “No, it needs to be at least two,” she clarified. “The power shift is from one bloodline to another. So, somebody here tonight has to be from one of those original bloodlines.” I felt the blood drain from my face. “Someone like… Alpha Anders?”

My name is Lucar Vale, Alpha of the SilverClaw Pack the strongest bloodline in the entire Northern Region. Strength wasn’t something I prayed for. It was forced into my bones. My mother died in the Great War killed right in front of me by rogues who wanted our land, our bloodline, our power. I was just sixteen. Her death carved something vicious into me. A hunger to protect. A fury that never fully sleeps. People say an Alpha’s power is tied to emotion.

Garrett respond with a salute. "What do you mean you want?" Susan ask taking a sit beside them,Adir scrutinize the food in front of him before bringing it to his mouth. "Your father gave you Arnold because you wanted him?" " Yes,I have a lot of horses and it's all credited to want, how are you two related"Adir stare at Karen trying to comprehend why he's the only one who can't see her. "Maternal,my mother only cousin" Karen mutter "My mother is dead so she's the only relative I have left"

My house was still burning and I came out from its depth, stood there for a moment in dark, watching it burn to the ground the one mighty Jonas villa was now burning to ashes, who might have wondered if this could be the way for the tragic end of the Jonas Dynasty. When I was looking at my burning house I could hear the voices of celebration from the house next door, it was all sort of happy screams of congratulation, it was the Forbes, celebrating the death and defeat of my family but they were unaware the eldest son of the dynasty was still alive and he would not rest until he make all those people pay their debts who are responsible for his family’s death and in that moment I decided tha

she said sternly to the surprise of her parents, who glared at each other. "No Diala, you can't; this is far more dangerous," her mother let out, her sight remedied on her daughter. "No, mother," Diala rebuked, nodding her head, "I have fought far more dangerous wars, and I defeated all my opponents without any stress. Tomorrow, my servants and I will go over to the kingdom of Linerdo, and I will give Robert my word to fight this war with him," she declared, staring at her father.

“Exiled into human society, where her children were born without the ability to shift, without the ability to be identified. But not without the bloodline.” “He put two ends of the same bloodline together,” I said, and heard my own voice from somewhere far away, the pieces assembling in my chest into something enormous and devastatingly logical all at once. “Your predecessor took the bloodline the Accord tried to erase three generations ago and engineered its return by making sure the two surviving branches found each other.”

Leo immediately lifted one hand. A tiny flame danced above his fingertips. The little boy grinned proudly. "Told you." Aurora rolled her eyes. "Show-off." Leo looked deeply pleased with himself. I turned another page. The next bloodline belonged to Sol. Or rather... To Elias. To the original royal bloodline. My breath caught. Solar Bloodline Gift: Light Spectrum Control. I blinked. Then read it again. Not sunlight. Not fire. Not solar energy. The entire spectrum of light. Visible.

"Then he takes ours." It was messy and completely primitive. We found the IV lines and the thick needles. Sophia sat on the edge of the bed, letting me guide the needle into her vein first, running the line directly into the port on Dante’s arm. When her face started to pale, we switched. I shoved the needle into my own forearm, watching my own dark blood travel through the clear plastic tube, disappearing into his cold body. Slowly, the deathly gray shadow on his face began to lift. A faint, natural color returned to his jawline. His chest began to rise and fall in a deep, stable rhythm. He was still deep under, unconscious and exhausted, but he was stable.