Best Bloodlines For Bosses の小説・ストーリー

asked Chaos. "It is difficult to explain even for me, I don't really get it completely. But Blood Cores seem to have special properties I never knew about, my lord! For instance, such an ability to connect to artifacts and then the system is… baffling! Perhaps your Blood Core is unique on by itself!" said Belphegor. "Hm… Well, anyway, I will choose the x10 option because I want more summons, I can strengthen them through my miasma, so it doesn't matter if they're weak," said Chaos, selecting the second option without doubting!

“I know they want a drug that will give the wolves temporary effects, but it wouldn't be unreasonable for them to create one with permanent effects so they can use them and have the power to wipe out the royal bloodline.” “Is this royal bloodline very powerful?” my father asked. “It's the most powerful,” Ander said respectfully. “According to the story, they are pure wolves, able to summon mythical powers after the age of 18, but they may have the ability to become wolves much earlier than the rest. They say that at 15 or 16, they can have their first shift. However, that is not the highlight; it is the fact that their beasts are very primal and awaken their powers at certain times of stress

It would be noticed at once, and that in itself was a strange thing. I opened the red notebook and blew off the dust. Important lineages of the Crescent Pack. These are the three special lineages that live in this pack. If you haven't found your mate or married, I suggest you get with Miss Belmont. Her blood is the key to making your son the most powerful Alpha of all time. That alone meant my father knew Selene had divine blood. I shook my chair and sat down to read my father's twisted thoughts in fear.

Bellinor asked, confused. "No, there's a big difference; our princess has red and fine gold lines in her irises, giving the illusion of gold orange. The four remaining bloodlines are Orange, the Guild of Valencia; Yellow, the Guild of Blane; Green, the Guild of Bercilak; and Blue, the Guild of Cobalt.” “I see,” Bellinor answered unconfidently, still trying to absorb all the information Draven had just shared with him. He was surprised to have learned this news about his lineage.

Ella “Again.” Barion’s voice is gravel and disappointment . I’m on my back in the dirt for the tenth time today, lungs burning, ribs screaming . “I can’t,” I rasp, tasting blood . “You can,” he says, looming over me, eyes hard . “Royal blood doesn’t get to quit.” I roll to my side, spit red. “Royal blood is tired.” “Royal blood is going to get us all killed if you don’t learn control,” he snaps. “Get up.”

Should the offering incur the most disfavor from the Lord, the offerer will be executed on the spot. [The banquet commences in the evening.] Cassian's eyes twinkled with excitement, just like a hunter that had found his prey. Still, he said calmly, "Interesting. This is our chance at victory!" "Chance? What chance?" Elara asked. Cassian's voice was at once enthusiastic, "Find something the Boss likes, and we get the right to make a wish. And I shall be the one who leads everyone to victory." Everyone's eyes lit up, suddenly regarding him as their savior.

“You speak of resilience as if it matters more than blood. The Royal line has remained pure for generations. Introducing her common blood risks diluting our power.” “Power is not only in blood,” I replied. “It is in strength of character. Hazel has shown more strength in the face of attacks, humiliation, and fear than most of our so-called elite. Our child will carry both lines — Royal power and human resilience. That is not a weakness. It is an advantage.” Mother sighed. “You are romanticizing this, Asher. The pack is divided. The Voss family is still demanding compensation. The council is restless. You must give them something. Compromise.”

Beneath the Chairman and the selected Heir lay the Twelve Districts of Seoul each having an Underboss. They were the spine of the organization. District 1 was the crown jewel, Gangnam real estate, high-end casinos. District 12 was the dregs, scrap yards and petty theft. The Underbosses could climb the ladder based on profit and loyalty, a fluid meritocracy of violence. But there was one iron rule: Han bloodline member could be an Underboss. But no Underboss (except if he was from the Han bloodline) could ever become Chairman. The bloodline ruled; the Underbosses served.

“If you do this, there’s no halfway return.” Cassian didn’t look up. “That’s the point.” My heart thudded painfully. “Cassian,” I said softly, “once you do this, your father won’t stop.” He finally turned to me painfully. “He won’t stop even if I don’t,” he replied. “At least this way, I choose the battlefield.” He picked up a pen. Across the city, Blackmoor Holdings prepared for its emergency board meeting. Mr. Blackmoor sat at the head of the table, fingers steepled and his expression unreadable.

the blonde female continued, adjusting her heavy fur mantle. "The identical parameter applies to Daniel's position..." Emily replied, her voice steady. "True... the logic is sound. It appears the alpha bloodline is naturally engineered to master multiple vectors simultaneously compared to the lesser castes," Sally deduced, her eyes scanning the ice. "Does your personal ledger include a direct alliance with the Montgomery heir as well?" she then inquired out of nowhere. "What?" A sudden spike of territorial panic hit Emily’s chest, her unshifted wolf recoiling at the unexpected query.