Ancestor Above Novels & Stories

Ancillae Ancilla (an • SILL • uh): Ranking below the elders but above neonates, the are vampires who have proven themselves as valuable members of Kindred society, between 50 and 300 years. Ancillae often serve as aides and agents for elders or the court. Ancillae usually play their own power games as well, though these are of lesser consequence than the manipulations of the elders. The plural is ancillae (an • SILL • ae). Family Ancillae

sneered the old man. As Gerald found himself shaking his head, Yume—on the other hand—nodded quickly before saying, “Grandma’s told me lots about our ancestors ever since I was young! From what I was told, the Gunter ancestors gained immense supernatural powers and founded the base of our family after discovering some historical relics from the great civilization of antiquity. However, when our family finally became stable enough, one of our ancestors went on a journey to seek out more divine artifacts from the great civilization of antiquity… Unfortunately, that was the last anyone ever saw of him! …You… couldn’t really be suggesting that you’re that ancestor… right? But… But how? If you tr

“Don’t dare to speak when I am speaking Arjun. Don’t forget I am still the crownless king of this dynasty.” “Oh, really papa? King? Who does not know how to respect his wife? Do not forget the legacy would pass on me in no time.” “Arjun beta, listen to me.” Arjun’s mother pleaded. “Tell me Maa.” Flashback…… 19 years ago. Minerva entered the big mansion after coming back to India with the address, it was not hard for her to find out this Royal palace. The guards let her enter once they understood she is a foreigner and came to meet Rana Pratap Singh Solanki. They thought she might have arrived to make some documentary on this Royal Family. Once she sat in the outer hall of the big palace a bo

she asked quietly. "Not all of them", James assured, "However the ones with the highest potential to keep balance will always be human", he stated weakly. "So Ascendants I'm assuming is some kind of magical gift?" Ash asked baffled. "Not quite", James answered biting his lip, "Ascendant; is both an adjective and a noun, as an adjective it means, a progenitor", he said, "Or someone from whom you are descended the most powerful or important or influential. As a noun it means, a position or state of being dominant or in control", he explained.

Anna looked conflicted. Malone raised a brow, "which book have you read that says we gain powers from our ancestors?" Anna opened her mouth but shut it again. "Exactly. None." He spoke. "I used to believe it too until I did my research. We do not gain powers from our ancestors, child. We are powerful in our own selves. We hold our power, no one else. We used to burn our ancestors earlier just like other supernaturals. But a lot has changed in the last two hundred years. All because of Yolanda and her prophesy." His eyes were fierce as he looked at the vast expanse of graves in front of us.

How could I forget? “You both didn’t give him the chance to speak before interrupting,” Ambrose turned to the men who were sitting side by side. “Perhaps you left your manners on your way here. He may be young but he is still the ruler of North America and should be accorded that the respect.” Ambrose was a member of the Council; he was the Chief Elder amongst them, by virtue of him being the former King. He was also the Chief Elder of the other kingdom’s ruled by my brothers.

The woman he had abused, the woman he had hunted, was looking down at him like a god looking at an insect. High Elder Vance slowly stood up in the high tier, his hands trembling so violently he had to grip the heavy stone railing to keep his balance. His golden eyes were wide, stripped of all political calculation, leaving only a mixture of absolute dread and profound religious awe. "By the ancestors..." Vance breathed, his voice barely carrying over the crackling golden fires, his throat dry. "A Sovereign! The ancient line... the true blood... it survived." Anna looked up at the High Council, her gaze sweeping over the trembling elders. A cold, brilliant smile of a conqueror spread across h

Naura is the only granddaughter in the Burg family. She is very spoiled, especially by Gilbert. At times, Gibson uses this to attract attention from his father. Gilbert always teaches Naura that she should not be like her father. Growing up in a conglomerate family does not necessarily mean Naura is always spoiled. As she got older, Naura's thinking became more mature. Naura does not want to be involved in her family's company. She delved more into music, which her father hates. Naura did have musical talent from an early age.

But this was the first time they’d witnessed something so far beyond expectation. “The elders said that in the past, there was a race of tiger-shifters. Are you one of them, Mrs. Anantari?” The butler’s voice trembled. “Forgive me if this is rude. I’m the third generation to serve the Abraham family at this castle.” The old man bowed his head.

Adrian's eyes narrowed. The power of Ciawales' ancestor was something he couldn't see through. There was a faint aura around the ancestor that suggested he had surpassed the Fusion Stage. Adrian speculated that the ancestor might even have reached the Void Stage or even the terrifying Multiply Stage. ‘Ciawales is truly not as simple as it seems,’ Adrian thought in surprise. When he first approached this area, he clearly felt that the surroundings were not ordinary. It seemed that this place was filled with hidden talents.