Solo Bloodline Novels & Stories

"It's time to prove your loyalty to me, I know my stupid cousin thinks he is the Alpha of the Night Walkers but I know one day, my wolf form will be free, even if I die trying my son Andre will take over from where I stop, now I want you to attack the pack that did this to my family in the past, the pack who cursed my lineage and bounded my wolf form and stripping my line of the alpha title,I I heard from an insider that the Moonstone pack luna is given birth right now to the next heir, I don't want that, attack the pack and take their baby from them, do not kill them, I want them to live in pains forever and leave this life with no one to succeed the alpha title." They were all happy to car

He has been down here for four hours, which is nothing, which is routine, which is what he tells himself. The blood-sense has been smoking for eleven days. Two hundred and sixty-three years he's had it. Since the night in 1762 when a woman named Elise, who turned him against his own considered wishes in a Viennese cellar during the Seven Years' War, pressed her wrist against his mouth and said, you'll understand in a moment, and he did. He understood immediately. He felt his bloodline snap into place the way you feel a map unfold — the specific geography of everyone who had ever come from Elise, and everyone who had come from them, a web of thirty-seven souls distributed across Europe like s

"It’s not them, Mom! The Council is using the silver in their blood to control them!" The survivors didn't growl. They didn't shift. They simply walked forward in a slow, synchronized rhythm. It was the "Puppet Walk." Every time their feet hit the ground, a faint red pulse of energy rippled through the grass. They were forming a circle around Elias, their movements perfect and robotic. "The Crescent Bloodline is a battery, boy," the voices hissed through Mia’s lips. "And a battery can be short-circuited. If we cannot have their power, we will let it burn them from the inside out."

He pulled her into his arms, his palm sliding down the curve of her waist before grabbing her ass without restraint. Mia's cheeks flushed, but her body only pressed closer in submission, and yet Marco's eyes never once left me. "You're unhappy? You think I didn't care about you these three years? A man out there risks getting shot. Some things aren't within my control. "This time when I came back, the Godfather personally promised to put the docks under my management. I want you to obey my orders and continue being my mistress." I shook my head and said, word by word, "I'm already pregnant. I carry the Godfather's bloodline."

he said, cleared his throat one more time, and went back to eating. “First things first, I don't think you guys understand what the situation at hand is. You don't understand how dangerous our bloodline is at this moment. We are the only three brothers, and we are all that is left of the Blackwood siblings. The lineage ends with the three of us. And you know we have to do everything and anything in our power to make sure that doesn't happen. We have been trained all our lives by Dad to make sure that we continue the bloodline, and we have to. And that is where Rhea comes in. I know you all are acting like she is entitled to the two of you, just like she's entitled to me, but do you know that

“But Silas spent decades studying the same bloodline systems your parents were trying to change.” I asked, “What would severing himself do?” Vale looked at Jordan and said, “If he survived, the Anchor may no longer be able to sense him.” Jordan frowned. “Your ability recognizes bloodline threads,” Vale continued. “Silas has no active thread left. To you, he would appear ordinary.” Mara went pale. I noticed immediately. “What?” “My bloodline hid me because it looked similar to the convergence,” she said. “Silas did the opposite.”

That bloodline. Alice? She was a threat to that. She left him, but not quietly. She fled to Dominic Grey. A name whispered like a death sentence. No one challenged Dominic. Not even Christopher. Not when he had the black market, and the loyalty of entire cartels. A notorious scavenging felon willing to gut someone alive who accidentally stares at him. Alice gave birth to a girl, Jewel Grey. It was Dominic’s. But Christopher insanely wanted Alice. So instead of fighting to win her back, Christopher settled for what was left.

You cannot flee. Ava’s voice, distant now, whispered in her ear: “Trust yourself. The bloodline will guide you, but you decide how you wield it.” Evelyn raised her head, taking a slow, steadying breath. She focused on the warmth in her chest—the pulse of her own blood, her own life, her own will. The whispers faltered, then scattered like leaves in a storm. “Good,” Lucien said, voice softer now. “You have control—at least for now.”

Eldric stood there, alone, facing a dozen other elders who stared at him with cold, accusatory gazes. "You brought him back, Eldric," Lord Vorlag’s voice boomed through the room. He stood on the highest platform, his black wooden staff gripped tightly. "You brought the traitor back to this sacred land." "I brought back an Alpha of the Bane bloodline," Eldric countered calmly, his deep voice resonating throughout the chamber. "And I brought the foretold Heir of the Moonblood."

Chapter 4 Ryder “Go and start the car and wait,” I ordered my Beta, Rufus Hale in a cool, calm tone. But my inside was almost burning with rage. I had to try and keep it together, at least until I would get back to my pack. I had gone on an undercover mission to the Moonstone Pack hospital. I came for this myself because it has something to do with my late father, the former Alpha of the Shadowcrest Pack. “Yes Sir,” Rufus replied with respect, but careful not to expose our identities as we had come to the hospital undercover.