Targaryen Bloodline Novels & Stories

The court mourned the loss of their queen, yet a darker whisper spread like wildfire: “The Red Lycan bloodline must end.” Darwin saw his opportunity. He had lost his sister, but his ambition outweighed his grief. He called upon the council, using his influence to convince them that the Red Lycan bloodline was too dangerous, too volatile, to continue ruling. “We cannot risk another outburst,” he argued, voice cold and steady. “For the safety of our kingdom, it’s time for a new king—a stable leader, untainted by the Red blood.”

Our initials, R on one side and M on the other. It's beautiful. "Happy birthday.." He says again with a grin. "Thank you.." I tell him staring at him intensely. He's close to me again and I can feel the sparks. "Reece.." I start saying before he cuts me off. "Don't say anything. I know the situation between you and Charles, but Morgana you're mine, not his. I don't know how you're going to do it or when, but I think it's clear to you now, that you have to get rid of him.." He says.

She wondered as she stayed hidden, straining to hear what they were discussing in the dead of the night and in a place like this. "She’s not ready," Velvet said. "She doesn’t even know what she is." "She doesn’t need to know," the woman replied, her voice smooth but cold. "Not yet. She’ll find out soon enough." "But Mrs. Eldryn, are you sure she is the one? I mean, we've waited for so long and now it turned out to be someone who isn't even aware about the kind of blood she carries. Remember what happened with the last one we thought was the one."

From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed. *** Lorel Unbelievable!!! What will cost him to tell me the reason why I became a target of the Vampire Prince? Vampire Prince…. Is that even real? Do they even exist? I find everything he just told me difficult to believe. I mean who would believe such a thing. If I hadn’t seen him in his Lycan form, I would have thought he was insane. “You are back.” I heard my mum’s voice as I entered our family’s house thereby drawing me out of my thoughts.

Even for us, it isn't easy to understand how all this happened. —You know that I come from the White Magic Coven, one of the most powerful among witches, the Zanaerys. When the first heir to the throne was born, he had unmatched strength and powers. The witches' council performed a unique spell in which his soul would be reborn within a descendant of my family for decades. Hence, it was, and we always had, a worthy, just, and powerful King.

A month had passed since the incident that made Haltz Castle in chaos had occurred. Rai and Pine were still on the bed in the middle of the throne room. Even though Diana had given all her blood to them, they didn't recover right away. It took time to adapt to everything, especially the blood they received was vampire pure blood that had a hundred percent purity. Meanwhile, Kevin and Al are loyal to the people who are most precious to them. Julio was not far from there to protect his master. Allan and Gail were still in the castle.

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.

It let out a whimpering cry, the corruption in its blood recoiling from the purity of the blast. Terrified by a power it couldn't comprehend, the beast turned and scrambled back into the darkness, its heavy footsteps fading into the distance. Ariyah gasped, the golden light receding as quickly as it had come. She collapsed, clutching her stomach. The energy had drained her completely, leaving her trembling and cold. "What… what was that?" she whispered. She looked down at her hands. For a fleeting second, faint, glowing runes had appeared under her skin—ancient markings that looked like a language the world had forgotten. They were the markings of the Moon Throne, the prophesied royal bloodl

" Just those two syllables silenced Marco's sobbing instantly. "You have bled for the Family. I remember." A flash of wild hope lit Marco's eyes. "However." Don Vincenzo stood and walked slowly toward him, looking down from above. "You killed my blood. You owe me a blood debt. It must be repaid." He delivered the final judgment. "At sunrise tomorrow, your right hand will be cut off. You are stripped of all rank and property. You will be expelled from the inner circle. Your life will be spared. This is the greatest mercy I can offer."

“Please go.” “No.” “Ella,” he begs, tears shining. “I’m not worth your life .” “You’re worth everything ,” I say, and the words rip out of me like they’ve been waiting years to be spoken . Barion laughs, cold and ugly. “Sentiment from a rogue. How touching.” Vera’s voice cuts through like a blade. “She is not rogue. She is blood of the royal line.” The room goes dead still. Galeon scoffs. “She’s a half-breed.”