Bleach Hollow Ranks Novels & Stories

Seconds passed and the force was finally ready to be unleashed. "Sonic Sphere!" She yelled, then released a sphere of sound energy. It directly hit the target and it accumulated high damage. "Man, that was powerful!" "She's awesome, damn!" "Ooh, I wonder if Blair would finally be climbing a rank?" Blair looked at the screen with her pupils continuously shaking. She knew that she gave her all in that single attack and yet her knees couldn’t help but tremble in anticipation. She was hoping that this year, she would finally be an A-rank power user. She has been stuck in rank B since last year, she hasn’t had some progress at all!

" Behind us, Jody's heart-wrenching sobs filled the air. I pushed down the last bit of pain in my chest and walked into the sunset. Chloe, from now on... Daddy is going to live a good life for you in this world. The End

The hollow shrieked, edges flaring violently, tendrils striking unpredictably, but the lattice held, chaotic yet coherent. The ally from the crevice moved forward, releasing a surge of stabilizing energy that intertwined with the twin currents. “It will test you in ways you cannot foresee,” the figure said quietly. “The hollow is older than anything you have faced. Its hunger is intelligence and instinct combined. It will try to break you, physically, mentally, spiritually.” Kael’s eyes narrowed. “Then we stand. We adapt. Together.”

Draven goes very, very still. Because the Hollow just chose. Not him. Me.

He looked at her face. "You memorized the bloodline hierarchy for tonight," he said. She stopped two feet from him. "How do you know that?" "Because you're not nervous." He held her gaze. "Which means you prepared until the nerves had nowhere to stand." Nora said nothing for a moment, because that was accurate in a way she didn't particularly want to confirm out loud. "The Harlow bloodline," she said instead. "Third rank. They have a treaty dispute with Vael that's been unresolved for sixty years. Do I acknowledge it or not if it comes up?"

“I made you famous, I made you powerful, I made you rich and invincible and you aren’t even grateful enough to appreciate the times when we worked as a team.” “You made me a beast,” I said in grief. “Now, I’m just a villain in every wolf storybook. The anti-hero to every little wolf-child.” “Stop crying over spilt milk, Blade. There’s nothing you can do anymore, all the efforts you’ve made in the past three years turned out fruitless and when I eventually take control, I would make sure the world never forgets The Ripper.” “I’m sure you’re excited.” I said with a defeated voice.

BLADE 3. Pain. It was all I felt when I shot my eyes opened. I felt so sore and tired. The memories of how Lorenzo plunged deeper into me last night filled my mind. He was so cruel to me. I didn't find any enjoyment in it at all. I tried lifting my hands and I was happy It was back to functioning. My tit hurts too as a result of the sucking he did last night.

The crowd thinned little by little. Enough for breathing. Enough for hope. This time we pushed through successfully, ending up directly in front of the board. Several coloured team lists had been pinned neatly in rows. Each team had a name, a color and a long list of assigned students beneath it. I scanned quickly. Crimson Eclipse—Red. Silver Phantom—Blue. Obsidian Howl—Purple. Hollow circle—Green. And then, I saw out names under— HOLLOW CIRCLE—GREEN I stared at it more to be sure I knew our names correctly and if I was not making any mistake.

She was taken to a great chamber lit by ghost-flame, where the Council sat. Twelve thrones. Twelve shadows. Some bore faces — others did not. One wore a crown of thorns that bled. Another was draped entirely in veils, and spoke in riddles to no one. These were the elders of the Hollow — bound by ancient oaths to balance life, death, and the power in between. A woman stepped forward from the council dais. Tall, eyes like obsidian stars. “She is untested,” the woman said. “But the blood sings. We can all feel it.”

Among them appeared a solitary B-rank. This immediately injected a massive wave of confidence into Chloe. "I told you so! The further back we go, the better they get." By this point, however, absolutely no one believed her garbage anymore. The expressions of the entire crowd shifted; instead of looking forward to witnessing high-tier beastmen, they looked as though they were watching a complete farce. This pattern continued until all twenty eggs had completely hatched. Not only was there not a single glimpse of an A-rank beastman, but aside from that lone B-rank and ten C-ranks, the remaining few didn't even possess an official rank.