Solo Bloodline Novels & Stories

“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.

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.

The two pupils in Wang Ji's eyes changed color from black to reddish-orange with the shape of a blazing flame. “Brother Zhou, Bloodline is a term for someone who still has the bloodline of a clan. As we know, a group is called a Clan because they share the same bloodline. A Blood Line will allow someone to have certain abilities without going through a training process. Yes, because this ability just flows in their bloodstream.”

This time Leo leaves a hand on my shoulder and turns me to face Ben along with him. “Ben, this is Remington. Alpha Jamie’s son.” This one sentence changed the air around us. A new wind blew through the pack members as the truth of my bloodline was announced so simply in that one introduction. Whispers moved through the group but the loudest gasp came from right in front of me, standing next to Ben. For all the confusion this day held, I felt the worst for Mina right now trying to put pieces together she didn’t even knew existed.

“and the blood matched yours” The room fell silent, the weight of Jake’s words hanging in the air. I felt like the walls were closing in on me. No. No, this can’t be happening. “Yes..” Selene added. “Delta Derrick had donated some pint of blood to his brother who unfortunately was one of the victims of the attack,” she paused. “When the Luna, called to inform me she found the crest and suspected Delta Derrick, it prompted me to cross-match with the remaining blood he has donated.”

he says. "I know," I say. He hands the knife back to me, handle first. "Keep it," he says. "Next time, aim for the throat." Outside, the moon is rising—two days from full, heavy and pregnant with light. But in the portrait room, surrounded by the faces of women who had not been allowed to choose, I feel something shift. The bloodline is not a curse, I realize. It is a question. And for the first time, I am ready to answer it on my own terms.

I pressed my lips together and breathed through it. "Okay," I said when I trusted my voice again. "Okay. So Cael was my biological father. A hybrid alpha. The hunters have been tracking his bloodline." I looked at Mara directly. "What does that mean? What is it about the bloodline specifically that makes them this desperate?" Mara reached to the shelf behind her and pulled down one of the bound notebooks, setting it on the table between us. She opened it to a page near the middle that had a dense handwriting, diagrams, and a sketch of what looked like a family tree with certain names underlined twice.

“I saw it in a vision. I read it in old books. And the mark on her neck—only those with Thane blood have it.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “That bloodline was thought to be extinct. They were wiped out.” “I know,” I said. “But Selene survived. She was just a baby. Her parents died, but a human family took her in.” Dante was quiet for a while. He looked out at the trees. Then he said, “That bloodline is dangerous.” I looked at him. “She’s not dangerous.” He turned to face me. “We can’t say for sure. If anyone knows, war could break out.”