Universal Monsters: Eternal Bloodlines Novels & Stories

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th

“Sit. We have much to discuss.” “We will stand,” I said. “Suit yourself. But you came here for answers. For help. For some magical solution to your little Council problem.” She sat. Crossed her legs. “And I am the only one who can give it to you.” “At what price?” “Smart girl. Always ask about price.” Her eyes gleamed. “The Council has six cursed bloodlines under their control. Six wolves who transform into monsters just like your mate. But unlike Kade, these wolves are bound completely. No humanity left. Just rage and hunger and whatever the Council commands.”

Kael growled, thrusting harder. “I love you,” Damien whispered, biting down on her shoulder again, completing the blood circle. The climax that followed was cataclysmic. All three shattered together in perfect unison. A blinding pillar of silver-crimson-violet light erupted from their bodies, shooting straight up through the chamber and piercing the blood moon itself. The entire Nexus resonated with power. Runes flared across the walls. The ley lines stabilized into a single harmonious braid. Serena’s belly glowed brightly as the child of three bloodlines was conceived — a perfect fusion of werewolf resilience, vampire immortality, and witch adaptability.

“But the future still belongs to you.” Elara looked at her. “What happens now?” The child’s silver eyes turned toward the cracked mountain. “Now…” A tremor shook the earth. “The world learns that the forgotten blood has returned.” The mountain roared. Far away, across kingdoms and oceans, wolves lifted their heads. Ancient creatures awakened. And for the first time in centuries… The Moon and Crimson bloodlines had been recognized again. The First Child looked at Elara. “You were born a secret.” A pause.

He pointed toward the great map with a hand that trembled slightly, though whether from age or emotion, Marcus could not tell. "For generations..." Elder Hale began, his voice taking on the cadence of a storyteller who had repeated these words across centuries, "We monitored bloodlines capable of changing the balance of the werewolf world. Not merely strong wolves. Not merely clever wolves. But those whose very existence shifted the tides of power simply by breathing." Marcus listened carefully, though every instinct screamed at him to run, to return to the familiar world where he was Alpha of Shadow Ridge and nothing more complicated than that.

I say, confused about the next lines. "A Hemsworth?" A guy in specs speaks out, totally surprised. The class starts to look at me with dilated orbs. "Yes. We have Hemsworth and Stone this year." Mr. Harold interrupts,his face forming a grimace. A werewolf Bloodline is like a royalty as the five Bloodlines were the first werewolves that originated on earth. Later, they started spreading and multiplying. Every wolf on this earth learns about the royal bloodlines as kids and are reminded to respect them. Means us.

She looked down at his chest as more blood trickled down, his heart pounding slowly, his breathing pace reducing. Quickly, she pulled out the dagger stuck in his chest, cut out a lace from the end of her gown, and quickly muffled it inside the hole the dagger created. With her eyes closed, she bent closer to him, his face meeting hers and gently she inhaled through his nostril, her powers pouring into him fiercely. Suddenly, green smoke emits from his mouth, his heartbeat begins to race faster as each finger in his hands vibrates. Merga watched as her powers slowly revived him, the blood on him drying up immediately. Slowly his eyes began to open, Merga's heart began to pound faster as she r

With trembling hands, I had broken the seal and unfolded the parchment, my heart sinking as I read the words inscribed upon it. The once cryptic message had become alarmingly clear, revealing a truth that sent shivers down my spine. Alpha King Hazel, the ruler of Blood Moon, had descended into madness, his actions veering into the realm of the unthinkable. He had begun turning people into corrupted beings, wielding a power that defied comprehension. Even worse, my beloved was not exempt from his actions, having been the very first to suffer under it.

“Several decades ago, when the balance of power was still intact, you were born and the entire ocean rejoiced. Peace reigned… until Aquaris, who had once been my trusted prophetess, let greed consume her. She plotted to overthrow us. “The older we grew, the weaker our powers became. You were a newborn too vulnerable so I did what I had to do. I used the last of my magic to place you in stasis and sent you to the surface world, hoping you would return one day. “Decades later, a couple discovered you while fishing. The magic recognized their purity and chose them as your guardians, breaking the stasis spell. Your biological mother was a werewolf gifted with the ability to breathe underwater th

He looked at me hoping I’d understand. I swallowed hard, dread prickling down my spine. “The melbringers?” His jaw clenched. “Yes, well, some Melbringers. There are some Sorceresses who hunt and harvest power from original bloodlines like yours, like ours.” Ours? Ethan's from an original bloodline of werewolves? I tried not to squirm at the information. My brows knitted in confusion. I was desperately trying to make sense of where his telling was going. It would explain our first encounter and the questions he asked me. The moonstone pack. Could I really be? No, it was impossible.