Witch Bloodline Novels & Stories

There was a hint of curiosity in the doctor's voice,I nodded my head, giving him a go ahead order. “Do you remember your bloodline? What does your bloodline look like?. If it's an alpha bloodline or alpha queen bloodline?. What I experienced right now has never happened in the past twenty years. The poison was close to eating your heart and organs because it had already circulated in your bloodstream”. Xandia's arm engulfed me, while the doctor was patiently waiting for an answer. I don't remember my parents saying something about having a strong bloodline. I'm just a wolfless beta's daughter and the princess's best friend.

“Have they been hiding their true nature from you all this time?” “I... I don’t understand.” “Some are bitten. They change later. Hybrids. Half human. Half beast. But you... you were born this way. You’re a Pureblood. A true Lycan. And your ichor, your blood, carries traits of a lineage I don’t even recognize. That intrigues me. Fascinates me. I thought I’d seen everything. But you… you’re different.” Everything around me started spinning. The forest, the sky, the leaves, all of it whirled. My stomach turned, my feet lost the ground. I felt like I was about to fall. To faint. To vanish inside myself.

I turned to look at her and the green was almost completely gone now, the counter blade had done its work, she was pale and exhausted but the dissolving had stopped and her edges were solid again. "So I have two wolves permanently," I said. "Permanently," Mom confirmed. "The gold is your healer bloodline, your grandmother's line, the silver is your father's warrior line, the Prime Wolf blood, they've been fighting each other your whole life, that's why your shift was suppressed, neither one would yield." "And now?" "Now they've agreed to coexist, which means you'll need to give them both what they need or they'll go back to fighting."

The air in the room was humming with a dark, vibrating energy that made the hair on his arms stand up. "The Hunt is almost here," the Matriarch of the witches said, holding up a jagged obsidian dagger. "Are you ready to walk in the dark, World-Alpha?" Elias took a deep breath and stepped into the circle. "Do it." The dagger sliced across his palm. As his mercury blood hit the obsidian floor, the world didn't turn black. It turned Silver.

Bienley smiled at their sons and stared at Justin. "Can you imagine that Justin? You can have a child with Cullen and Dalton's blood...yours and Zack's blood. The dream I wanted to have is given to you. You will carry Zack's child inside your body...that child will grow inside you until you can bring him/her out of the world. You will watch Zack's child grow and you will hear and feel the heartbeat that would eternally bind you and Zack for a lifetime" Bienley continued to explain.

Vlador explained. “An earth witch using ice witch magic? Very intriguing.” Igredris mused, then added, “The blood curse belongs to the Elix witch clan only. It’s a pure-blood ice of a clan with an unbroken lineage from their ancient ancestors, who split off long ago. They are known for their white hair. Elix is the only witch clan not hostile to vampires. Their ancestors had good relations with the Verdonix clan.” Vlador’s eyes widened a little. The Verdonix clan? He didn’t know they had ties with witches.

If the witch proved to be nothing but a failure, then maybe I can get something out of this. “I just need a… powerful bloodline.” The witch finally spurted out. “A powerful bloodline?” I raised a brow. “What does that mean?” In human terms, a powerful bloodline would be a family with power in the kingdom. But I doubted that was what he was talking about. “The wolves have bloodlines. Some are stronger than most. I need a powerful one, a wolf from ancient times.” The witch sounded crazy as he held tightly to his bars and stared at me with wild eyes.

“Oswyn bloodline?” Tyrus repeats. He had never heard of it. “Yes. It is a very old bloodline.” says Esther, “It was the blood of an ancestral Oswyn that the witch who led to the creation of vampires and werewolves in the first place used. So, any ritual that is related to that ritual performed over a Millennium ago has to include the blood from an Oswyn.” “Do you know where the descendants of this bloodline live?” asked Brent

she declared, her words ringing out with the strength of her conviction. Ravenna? Adira's eyes widened in shock. Ravenna's was the biggest witch bloodline. They were the most powerful, pure-blooded witches, blessed directly by the moon goddess. Then, how did she become a vampire? How could the witches coven let her become a vampire? Does that mean she can return to being a witch soon? Maybe! Was that why they let her turn into a vampire? Adira's mind raced with many thoughts. She came out of her thoughts when she felt a strong pull of evil energy.

Hecate says to her, taking Willow by surprise. "My mom? I guess you would know her since you would know all of your children." "I know of her and her bloodline from before up to now." Hecate raised her hands, a black fog morphing into an bust like image of Willow, but older and slightly sharper features. "You may be the first half-Witch of your bloodline, but you come from a line of powerful Witches. You, are the daughter of the Witch that slain Karmina to begin with." Hecate made the black mist disappear. Willow felt her legs buckle as she dropped to her knees, staring at the ground as the news settled in.