Dragon Ball Bloodlines Novels & Stories

Now come home to the one who truly owns the bloodline. The gold light around Elias and Liora flared brighter. Their eyes turned toward the broken doorway where a figure now stood in the smoke and dust. The figure stepped forward into the light and the children did not run. They walked toward it with steady steps while Damien and Zara lay motionless in the rubble, human and broken and no longer able to follow. The figure smiled with Zara’s mother’s face. The bloodline always returns to its source, it said. And I have waited a very long time to take it back.

Bloodline power was the only vessel that could contain ancestral skills and divine techniques of major families that had ascended to the higher realm. It was unmatched by sacred lands in Southsky, Midland and other regions. Though some founders of sacred land sects succeeded in becoming a celestial, it was essentially not possible to pass down their bloodline's power.

"I'll open that at lunch, okay?" "Sure! We're going to be late for the first lesson anyway." On cue, the bell rang, and they made their way to English class. Sapphira was far more concerned about males sniffing her out as someone with royal blood. Since family smelled the same, she hoped that no one at the Mating Ball had met King Iri. Or her insane brother. The morning classes went quickly, and as Sapphira and El headed out onto the Common for lunch, the twins, Cressa and Lucas, caught up with them.

he said. I nodded slowly. “It’s the binding that locks away the Old Powers beneath the ley lines. It's what my bloodline was sworn to guard.” He shook his head. “That’s what we told you. It’s not the full truth.” I frowned. “Then what is?” My mother reached into her cloak and drew out a small, weathered book, bound in faded leather, etched with ancient runes so old they seemed to shift under my gaze. “This,” she said quietly, “is the true oath of the Weber line.”

Ignisar – God of Fire Bloodline Name: Ignisborn Traits: volatile temper, enhanced strength, fire conjuration, immunity to flame Signature Magic: combustion spells, wildfire manipulation, soul heat channeling Trial Weakness: cannot survive underwater realms without aid He paced, slow and methodical. “Not all godbloods can wield the magic of their ancestors. Some can't wield any at all. But occasionally… rumors rise.” His eyes glinted. “Of a fourteenth bloodline. A hidden line, descended from the God Killer. Said to wield all thirteen disciplines.” He grinned like the idea made his sick little heart flutter. “What a delight that would be. A student like that…” He licked his lips. “Would make h

"It’s not them, Mom! The Council is using the silver in their blood to control them!" The survivors didn't growl. They didn't shift. They simply walked forward in a slow, synchronized rhythm. It was the "Puppet Walk." Every time their feet hit the ground, a faint red pulse of energy rippled through the grass. They were forming a circle around Elias, their movements perfect and robotic. "The Crescent Bloodline is a battery, boy," the voices hissed through Mia’s lips. "And a battery can be short-circuited. If we cannot have their power, we will let it burn them from the inside out."

“Detected how?” Dante exhaled slowly through his nose before answering, and somehow he suddenly looked tired in a way that had nothing to do with his injuries anymore. “When two bloodlines connected to the curse make contact,” he explained carefully, “the bond reacts. And when it reacts strongly enough, the council feels it.” My chest tightened instantly. “What bloodlines?” I asked slowly even though something inside me already dreaded the answer before it came. Dante’s eyes stayed fixed directly on mine. “Williams,” he said quietly. “And your family.”

That image was evidence of Bloodline Manifestation. Bloodline Manifestation was not a skill or power per se; it was a force. It was a force that was born from the bloodline of a Beastman and it only appeared in Beastmen carrying a high level of their ancestor’s bloodline. It was similar to aura in the sense that not everyone could use it; however, unlike aura the determining factor for using Bloodline Manifestation was not luck, but bloodline purity. Bloodline Manifestation had many uses, but the most prominent one was Suppression. That was the ability Kylie had subconsciously used against Aiden. Suppression was just as it’s name implied. It forced one to bow before a possessor of a Bloodlin