The Originals Family Tree Novels & Stories

“She promised she would never see any of her children killed again, so she turned them into vampires. The Original vampires are immortal. They say they're still out there, roaming the world. That's how powerful your mother is, Logan.” I felt a burning frustration toward my parents. Why hide these things from Lincoln and me? Why didn't she tell us we had other siblings?

Elena's information changed everything, and I spent the days after her arrival in a fog of revelations and rage. Going through the files she had brought with her, documents and photographs and recordings that painted a picture of my family I had never imagined. My grandfather wasn't just a member of the Circle, he was a founder, and my grandmother had been involved too, and my great-grandfather before them, a line of corruption and crime that stretched back over a century. "You need to see this," Sarah said, pulling up a document on her laptop. "This goes back to your great-great-grandfather. He was one of the original investors in the organization that eventually became the Circle."

“I think tomorrow, when I talk to Sophia, we need to actually map the whole thing out properly. From Hope, all the way to now. I think we need to see, finally, the entire shape of what happened to this family over a hundred years.” They worked through the following morning on a video call, Sophia’s careful handwriting filling page after page as the two of them built the family tree out loud together, branch by branch, the way they’d built the original chair plan years earlier. “Hope had to have children,” Sophia said slowly, working through it. “Or grandchildren. Because the name Eleanor keeps showing up, generations apart, in completely separate branches of the family. That only happens if

These were primary sources — older, denser, written when the events they documented were still recent enough to be called news rather than history. She moved to the central tables and the rolled documents. The nearest one unrolled to reveal a family tree — not in the human sense but in the older supernatural genealogical format she recognised from her reading, the kind that tracked not just parentage but the distribution of specific power-traits through descent lines. She scanned the branching columns without particular expectation, and then stopped. Near the base of one of the central columns, circled twice in dark ink that had faded from black to brown: Wilder. She stood very still. She un

The Hoffman family was huge, but only a few were direct descendants of the original family line. Other than himself, the men of the original family line included Sir Hoffman, his father, and his Uncle Henry. There was no way Uncle Henry would have children with another woman, which made his father the most likely suspect. If that were the case, Charles was at a loss as to what he should do.

I didn't know any other family members growing up. My mother had two brothers. Colton and Evan. So, Evan is my uncle. He has taken over from his own father as the head of the Hunters. That might explain why he is so determined to get me. Maybe I am the last stain on their family history. The last member of the family who is somewhat supernatural.

Lex asked. “Well, the Creators kept detailed Family Tree's. Every family does. The book that Mera and I gave you on your Mating Day was for your family tree. If you had looked at it you would have seen that My and your father’s names are written above your name Kar and that Mera and your fathers names are written above your name Lex. So, a new Tree is started every time a couple is Mated. So, when one of the Heads of the family passes the book is then given to that chapter of the Library and put into the database. Before a couple is to be Mated the database is checked to make sure that the bloodlines are not the same. At least that is how it works for Common people.” Shex explained.

"Yeah... That's because she's a first-generation offspring. Thor, who is second-generation, will age a bit faster than her and certainly a lot slower than ordinary werewolves like me." His bad attempt at a joke was lost on me but Eric's eyes widened the more. He turns back to me "Your children will also be originals..." He continues to explain to me but I already know everything there is to know about them, except for the fact that I AM AN ORIGINAL! I screamed in my head The originals are the creators of all werewolf shifters. In North America, there are five werewolf families that all other North Americans werewolves originate from... House Howell House War-cloud

She stood toe-to-toe with him now, the difference in height meaningless as her presence eclipsed his. “You don’t believe me? Then allow me to make it crystal clear.” She lifted a hand, and James brought up a digital projection on the wall. The massive screen lit up with a family tree. “Look closely. This is the **real** Yuncey family line. Starting with the patriarch, Clayton. He had two children—Miles and Alexandra. “Miles is your line. Timothy’s father. You, Quill, are the eldest son of the main house. Douglas, your son, is the first grandson.”

I had to ask him why but I could barely keep my eyes open and knowing they were both here was reassuring as i laid my head down. When I open my eyes, the morning sun was bright and I realise the curtains were open. The bright sun lighting up the room and I see Alpha Zach fast asleep on the sofa. I was a little annoyed that he was not in the bed with me. Carefully tiptoeing across the room, I pick up the paperwork that was scattered everywhere, some of the writing made no sense but there was a page containing my family tree, an old piece of paper that had seen better days. The list of people on my mothers side was massive with one thing in common, the first born was always a female. On my fat