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"No. He is the male primal blood – you are the female primal blood. Two extremes of the same curse. When they merge, the world will collapse and be reborn." Evelyn stepped back, her breath quickening. But in her heart, a familiar voice — deeper, more familiar — echoed: "Don’t listen to him. Evelyn… don’t let the black blood inside you control you!" Lucien. She gripped her head, pain overwhelming her, and collapsed. The black blood poured out from her palms, flowing up her neck. Callen raised his holy staff, roaring: "Now return to your origin, Heart of Blood!" From the staff, a beam of white light shot toward her. Evelyn screamed, but instead of retreating, she charged forward. The two oppos

"And watch you choose them over me?" "I'm not choosing them over you. I'm choosing all of us over more war." Rowan's hand extended, palm up. "We can end this. Right here. Stop being weapons in someone else's ancient conspiracy. Silas is dead. Cassius is dead. Their plan died with them. Unless we keep it alive by continuing to act like enemies." Vivienne's hand trembled. Sera felt the blade waver against her skin. "They killed my family," Vivienne whispered. "Witches killed my entire bloodline three hundred years ago. How do I forgive that?"

She stopped herself. Not her what? She thought of Marcus. Of Elena. The form of Lydia's smile. She remembered the night when everything changed, the night nobody was to remember. “No, no, no,” said Ava, shaking her head. "That doesn't mean anything." However, it did not erase the words on the screen. “Bloodline,” she read again. “It is possible that strangers can match, but not very common. Rare.” Her hands began to shake. "If I matched..." she said and could not complete the sentence.

“Now.” In the living room Damian had pulled out a whiteboard. Like this was some kind of war room. “Obasi wants the company,” Damian said. “He swapped babies twenty-eight years ago. Me and… someone else.” Marcus went completely still. “DNA test tomorrow,” Damian continued. “All of us. And the baby when it’s born.” Zara’s stomach flipped. “You think—” “I think Obasi wouldn’t be this desperate unless the bloodline was wrong,” Damian said.

he says. "I know," I say. He hands the knife back to me, handle first. "Keep it," he says. "Next time, aim for the throat." Outside, the moon is rising—two days from full, heavy and pregnant with light. But in the portrait room, surrounded by the faces of women who had not been allowed to choose, I feel something shift. The bloodline is not a curse, I realize. It is a question. And for the first time, I am ready to answer it on my own terms.

"Bloodlines vary in nature and attribute. Most bloodlines differ from each other. However, children from the same family tend to develop the same abilities due to this very same bloodline. The thing about bloodlines is that when they develop in a family, that family will continue to possess the abilities pertaining to that bloodline even after countless millennia. Unfortunately, the amount of abilities or the power of the abilities that a descendent of a family bloodline can inherit will depend on the density of his or her bloodline. This is the normal bloodline awakening that I'm sure you are all aware of. The uncommon bloodline awakening is the fusion of two bloodlines- the new awakening.

When she saw her for the first time in here, she accidentally called out her name, her unconscious habit took over. “Before that,” She continued. “I want to draw the blood that tainted yours.” She received a nod from her. “Lucas, could you help me…” The thought of tainted blood crossed her mind after her mother brought the subject up to their short and unfriendly talk. Lucas made the vein in her hand opened. Then using her own blood to identify the tainted blood, Irina drew the blood out from Deandra’s open vein. It was her mother’s blood that tainted Deandra’s.

I wasn't saying a word. "Don't make this difficult for us," the Director sighed, shaking his head like a disappointed parent. "I don't want to hurt you. But if you want it that way, I'm more than willing to do it. I love seeing blood. Just go ahead, call the code, and I'll let you go. I swear." I didn't answer. I just stared at him. He didn't argue anymore. He just raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The heavy white door at the back of the room slid open with a soft hiss. A woman walked in, her face totally blank and expressionless. She was wheeling a heavy, stainless-steel metal tray.

Robert suddenly implored to her surprise as she peered at him with mixed expressions. Her eyes lessened as the anger in her reduced, confused eyes flickering around. Mega glanced at him, her mind drifting apart in havoc, she stood still as his question ran through her mind. He is right, why did she save him? She had no idea. Her mind drifted back to that day she saw him lying lifeless on the ground deep in the woods with blood dripping from his chest. At first, she was scared and confused at his sight because she hadn't come in contact with a human after she and the other witches ran away from their reach. Endowed with doubts, she moved closer to his body and quickly recognized him as the pr

Leaning down close to his ear, I said coldly, “Kid, I’m Bran’s biological father. “If over these past years you’d treated him with any decency, when I returned, everything he had—I would’ve given you a share too. “I don’t care how you pulled it off, replacing him and enjoying what should’ve been his. “Now you’ll not only return what never belonged to you—you’ll pay for his suffering, tenfold.” John screamed like a dying animal. Seeing the situation deteriorate, Celina started inching into the crowd, trying to disappear. She didn’t even dare return to that flashy Porsche she had arrived in. She slipped away quietly. I let her go. Beating a woman in public was never a good look.