Naruto Has All Bloodlines Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Korra geared me. Her words sank deep, cutting through the noise in my head. I nodded slowly. “Okay. Yeah! I've got this! I am Lyra, daughter of Aurora, the last bloodline of the moon!” I bit hard on my lips. Korra placed her hand on my shoulder before rising. “I’ll step outside and let you do this on your own.” We both nodded at each other before she took her leave, her footsteps slowly fading behind me. I took in a deep breath, then another, staring at the flickering candles, then at the crystal resting like a sleeping star on the footstool. My palms hovered above it.

He laughed and said, "Our old friend, whom we've been with for decades, knows we are here. Let's go and meet him." He disappeared instantly and landed at the top of the mountain after a short moment. Jorge arrived later. He concentrated his mind and observed the surroundings. Lucifer glanced around and instantly saw the trap. He glared at it with disdain. It was a trap set up for attack; he could disable the formation with a snap of his fingers. Furthermore, nothing could stop him from moving forward, no matter what lay in front of him. Aurelia's Dragon Bloodline was said to be the most powerful bloodline. He, who possessed the Angelic Bloodline, knew how powerful they were.

“Fight for him, Irwin. He’s your mate. You weren’t bound to him by accident. It’s in your blood, in your soul. Fight!” The girl’s voice echoed, growing deeper and more commanding. “You weren’t just bound by chance—you were bound by bloodlines!” Heat surged through Irwin’s body, her vision blurring as rage and despair consumed her. She fell to her knees, her hands clawing at the ground. The earth trembled beneath her fingers, cracks forming and spreading outward as raw power coursed through her veins. “Save him!” the replica roared. With a feral scream, Irwin launched herself forward, her body ablaze with energy. Flames erupted from her hands as she reached Dorian, the fire searing through th

“No. I won’t let him steal what’s mine.” “You mean ours,” my father says. My jaw tightens. “No. Mine.” Sebastian speaks, his voice rough. “Even if we expose Carlos, it won’t be enough. Not if the pack’s scared.” “Then we give them something to believe in,” I say. “Something stronger than fear.” “Like what?” my father asks. I hesitate. Then I say it. “Me.” They both look at me, surprised. “I’m done waiting for approval. Done playing by their rules. I’ll show them I’m worthy of the bloodline.”

Too tidy a lie. He sifted through whispers, old documents, fragmented testimonies. The threads were faint, but they pulled toward a root no one dared speak aloud. Why was Jace taken in so easily? Why was he molded into the perfect heir, the unshakable son? What secret lay beneath the man everyone believed they knew? He smiled, thin and sharp as a knife’s edge. The truth was waiting. And soon, it would unravel everything. The pieces were scattered, yet they formed a twisted mosaic—three families bound by blood, betrayal, and secrets buried beneath layers of power.

“This isn’t uncommon, Miss Ross. Sometimes children do not share the same blood type as their parents. It’s their own DNA strands that determine their blood types. Though some kids may share a blood type with one parent, it’s not common.” “I am AB negative,” Naya commented. “Charlotte and I are B positive, and Onika is AB positive,” Sakai sighed. “There’s one person who might be a potential O negative.” I snapped my eyes to Santino and knew who he meant. Lucius would be over the moon to donate blood. This would give him the ticket to Nico’s life.

Lucian finally spoke from across the room. “But this one does.” His voice was calm. Too calm. I turned to him sharply. “You seem very certain about that.” Lucian walked closer, his expression thoughtful. “I studied ancient bloodlines for decades,” he said. “Children like this were written about long before any of us were born.” Aria looked at him. “You said earlier that he carries three bloodlines.” “Yes.” “Then explain it again,” she demanded. Lucian nodded slowly. “The first bloodline is yours,” he said. “The line of the moon seers.”

It is said that in these two moves under the face of Sasuke are rivals. Naruto, the son of the fourth generation of Nolan Magic Academy, the body has all the energy of the king of the demonic beasts Nine Tails, whenever he is emotional or life-threatening, he will unleash part of the energy of the Nine Tails. And these forces are the fourth generation of all their own power to force the seal in Naruto body, so Naruto does not have the dominant right to this energy. Sometimes he even went crazy and hurt people.

Then, softer, almost unwillingly, “But history has been wrong before.” She paced once, restless. “There were whispers. Bloodlines thought extinguished. Children born outside the pack. Hidden in plain sight. Marked but unclaimed.” She stopped in front of me. “If this were a mistake,” she said, her voice darkening, “the power would have rejected you. It would have torn you apart.” My chest tightened. Fear crawled up my spine. “I’m scared.” Mira’s eyes locked onto mine. “The wolves you saw,” she said slowly, “silver, gold, red, black… those are not pack wolves. Those are ancient aspects. Guardians of bloodlines long buried.”

Long Xia hoped that his mother would not believe the words of the nine-tailed fox. Even though the white fox was the god of all foxes, they still could not simply trust that creature. However, Lin Qixuan once again emphasized that what the nine-tailed fox said might come true. Ever since Long Chen's birth, she had been suspicious of her son's body, which could accept two different types of blood in one body. Not only did it weaken him, but she also believed that the two types of blood could coexist and that there was a possibility of a new type of blood if her son could unite the two.