Universal Monsters: Eternal Bloodlines Novels & Stories

Melinda ran a finger along the line and named them, steady, like an incantation at the edge of noise: “Dragon blood, the raw power, to bind the brute energy the tear bleeds. Phoenix blood, the rebirth so the seal can mend if it frays. Unicorn blood, its purity to cleanse the corruption. Basilisk blood, A poison to turn anything escaping into ash. Kraken blood, an abyssal strength to anchor us to the depths. Griffin blood, vigilance, watchfulness for the long centuries. Chimera blood, the hybrid coin that traps chaos by uniting it. Werewolf blood, it cycles and changes, to tether time to the seal. Vampire blood, an immortal blood, for endurance.” A deep, ancient red, almost black, that swallo

Eemer said quietly but stopped mid sentence. Ambrose was aghast with the absurdity but still waited for her explanation. Waiting for her to go on, he leaned his body back towards the backrest of the sofa as he stared at her intently. “We eventually can’t kill all these monsters, as the best course of nature to not create an imbalance in the worlds, we must send these monsters back in their world. So I’ll need your blood… to conduct experiments.” Esmer finished. What…? Rurik’s and Laylin’s mouths dropped open.

Universal Element Priest felt bewildered about this and asked Chase the question. "Because that's my home. It's where my seven sisters are. As for the others, they have their own agendas," Chase answered him. "I'm going wherever my master is!" Walter said matter-of-factly. Universal Element Priest and the others were surprised to hear that. They knew Walter was a martial dominant supreme mutated monster from the fight before. He had the bloodline of the dragon race. In their world, which was the sixth level of the Dark and Light Mineral Ore, Walter would reign supreme and even start a sect of his own.

What I felt there made my breath catch in surprise rather than fear. "They're not hostile," I announced. "But they're not seeking alliance either. They're... curious. Like researchers studying an interesting phenomenon." "Researchers studying us," Umbral corrected from shadow-form near the altar. "The supernatural awakening has attracted attention from entities that normally remain completely isolated." "What kind of entities?" I asked. "The Archival Bloodlines," Memory Keeper Solas said, their expression growing troubled. "Supernatural families that withdrew from active society centuries ago to focus on preserving knowledge and monitoring magical evolution."

"How?" He looked at the red moon outside. "We thought the Blood Moon would end the curse." "What will it do?" He whispered: "It will awaken every ancient bloodline." Kael stepped forward. "How many?" Her father looked at him. "All of them." Selene's eyes widened. "Vampires?" "Witches?" "Shifters?" Her father nodded. "Every supernatural bloodline that disappeared centuries ago." Luna stared. "Then the werewolf war was only the beginning." A distant bell rang.

"That's not possible." "With normal wolves, no. But phoenix bloodlines are different. We're already built for resurrection, for consciousness surviving beyond death. He's perverted that gift into something monstrous." She pulled out a leather journal, its pages covered in diagrams and symbols that hurt to look at. "This is his research. Stolen from his study when he wasn't looking." Marcus took the journal, his scarred face paling as he read. "These calculations... dear gods, it could actually work."

Darkness answered. My shimmering essence spread outward like a storm. Dozens of mutants froze. Bound. Restricted. Crushed. But there were too many. Far too many. Elias raised his hand. The shadows obeyed. The world darkened. The attack became overwhelming. Monsters came from every direction. Massive creatures. Twisted creatures. Dead creatures. Things that should never have existed. I cut through them. Destroyed them. Shattered them. Yet more arrived. Again. And again.

His command echoed in the empty space as he took a handful of gulps of the blood given to him. Reid motioned one of his men and the vampire hiding his disgust ripped a part of his shirt before licking on it and wrapping it around her wound. Middle ranked vampires like Reid saliva had healing power while lowest ones like most servants couldn't heal anyone except themselves, and even their bodies would heal after many days and even months.

I couldn't even see it, so how could I fight it? Then, the ground started to shake under us. It was something much worse than an earthquake. The power was building, a rush of energy that made my skin tingle. Out of the black haze, the first shadow creature emerged, its red eyes burning with rage. I let out a gasp. "Look, Kane!" More of the shadow monsters started to appear in the mists, their dark limbs reaching for us, their twisted forms nearly indefinable. With a low, fierce voice, Kane stated, "We're not alone." "Be ready. We fight.”

She looks at her tea for a moment. "Lunares didn't just carry wolf pregnancies," she says. "They stabilized supernatural bloodlines across species. Not only wolves. Any supernatural lineage that had grown unstable, diluted, or weakened over generations could be renewed through a Lunare bloodline." She looks up. "Your people were not a resource to be used. They were a living anchor. A way for the supernatural world to stay connected to something older and more fundamental than any single species." "The Moon," I say.