The Blood Traitor Novels & Stories

“You think she believes it? “She doesn’t need to believe it,” I reply. “She just needs us to.” Mateo walks in then, holding a tablet. “I found something. The inscription—‘When blood betrays blood’—it’s not new. It’s from the Codex Sangue. A prophecy written by the Vatican centuries ago. It warns of a bloodline cursed by its own union.” I meet his eyes. “Whose bloodline?” He hesitates. “The Moretti lineage.”

someone screamed from the back. "Blood for blood!" "Death to the traitor who killed our future!" "No!" I tore free again with desperate strength, throwing myself between Papa and the angry crowd. "He did not do it! Papa would not hurt anyone! You all know him!" Alpha Darius's blazing golden eyes fixed on me, and I saw absolutely no mercy there. Only cold rage. "The bloodline is tainted. The guilt runs in his veins." "Then let his blood pay the price!" someone shouted.

Blood stained the ground beneath them, the stark contrast of it against the earth a chilling reminder of how close we were to losing it all. “No!” I cried out, reaching them just as Kieran staggered, pushing the traitor back with what little strength he had left. With a roar, Kieran shifted, his wolf forcing its way to the surface. The change was immediate, a rush of power that sent the traitor stumbling back. But it was too late. The traitor had already struck a fatal blow.

"Where do you think you are going little girl?" She barely kept herself from rolling her eyes at the way he addressed her. "Out. I'm not doing you good by being in here with you." "But I am thirsty." Her eyes widened in realization. "You want to drink... from me?" "What do you think?" He pulled her close, and she looked directly at him, into his eyes. What had gone wrong with the prince? "You shouldn't be so surprised. I am a pure blooded vampire. I easily get tempted." "But you go to war. You should be used to the blood."

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."

I struggled wildly, my nails leaving bloody scratches on their arms. One of them cursed and gripped my arm tighter. I could feel my bones groaning under the pressure. "You can't do this!" I screamed at Darren. "I'm your wife! This is your blood! The baby will die!" "Then let it die," Darren said, looking down at me. "A bastard with tainted blood doesn't deserve to live in this world." The moment the needle pierced my skin, a burning pain spread through my veins. The drug felt like liquid fire coursing through my body.

Allied packs terminated their contracts with him, willing even to pay heavy penalties just to sever ties. Everything—every downfall—traced back to him, a wolf who betrayed his mate. And those who hated him went further—they hacked his phone and leaked every flirtatious message he'd exchanged with Chanelle. That was when I learned he had used a shopping app to contact her. No wonder I'd never found their conversations before. But now, I didn't care anymore. Whether Nicholas lived well or not, it no longer had anything to do with me. As for Chanelle, an omega, her situation was far worse. Everyone in the Blood Shadow Pack despised her, calling her the homewrecker who ruined the bond between th

“This letter was given to me in confidence years ago. I was told to keep it until the right person came seeking the truth.” My hands shook as I took it. The paper smelled of age and dust, the ink faded but still legible. I unfolded it carefully. The handwriting was strong, slanted — the old Don’s. My son, If you are reading this, then I am gone and the shadows have won. The enemy is within our own blood: Ricardo Cortez. He smiles while sharpening the knife. He has poisoned my closest allies and framed an innocent man — Simone Ginne — for crimes he committed himself. Trust no one completely. Not even family. When you grow into your power, remember this: the throne is built on blood, but it ca

“The Luna. The Alpha. The cursed wolf. And the traitor. All in one spot. Super convenient.” “Who you calling traitor?” Lila pulled both knives out so fast. “Because if that’s aimed at me, we got beef.” “It is aimed at you. You turned on Black Moon. Refused to hand over the relic. That kind of disloyalty has a price.” Tall guy waved at his crew. “Kill them. Keep the Luna alive. She’s coming with us.” “You wish!” I flung a handful of royal blood straight at his face. He sidestepped it easily like he had been waiting for me to strike.

“Like hell I will.” “You’re not leaving.” “You think I’m going to sit here and let you punish me for something I didn’t do? For being born?” His gaze flickered. “You were born into them. That’s enough.” “You know nothing about me.” His voice dropped, quiet and dangerous. “I know you carry the blood of traitors. I know your family orchestrated the fall of mine.” “And I was sixteen! I didn’t even shift until I was twenty-one!” “I don’t care.”