Wicked Bloodline Tier List Novels & Stories

“Due to the transformation brought on by the Extraterrestrial Demons’ blood, these powerful fighters had far surpassed the normal fighters. The newly transformed fighters were graded according to their abilities. Most of them were categorized into metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. The rarer ones were in accordance with the power of time, space, and galaxies. Then, there were the fighters that were imbued with beasty powers and treasures. The more powerful a bloodline was, the rarer it would be for their descendants to awaken their powers down the line.” Vert smiled at Zephyr. “Does that answer your question why everyone was so eager to get their hands on Zephyr?” “Because the Extraterrest

Caressing the tall creature, "This looks more powerful.. taller…" "Yes," I chuckled while rounding the sculpture to stand beside her. "It's the Vacrelie Lycan. The most powerful Bloodline." Her eyes snapped back to me. "I thought… I thought Daniel's…" "The Swarv bloodline?" I smiled, smirking. "They are second-in-line, actually. More like maybe the Betas of Werewolves but way stronger, if you know what I mean." I watched her brows crease as she watched the very tall Lycan statue, her fingers trailing it. "But he is the King." she said more to herself but I smiled at her wit.

"You truly are stubborn just like Dimitri. But running off from your mates was probably the dumbest things you have ever done. But sacrificing yourself showed me exactly why I paired you to those four. They need someone so caring yet so stubborn. Someone who's giving but doesn't take anyone's.... attitudes.... Someone who can light up the darkest souls. You, Brielle, have that aura to you. I didn't want only one of the quadruples to be king. I needed and I wanted all four to be king. I needed the perfect mate, just one, for all four to rule beside them. You see, they come from a powerful vampire bloodline, they also come from a powerful werewolf bloodline, and a very powerful witch bloodline

Everyone at the table wanted to be his best friend, each one more enthusiastic as the last and eager to subtly tear the last offer to shreds. Cassius cast a quick glance to his father and as always, he was just basking in the power he now had. His father had always been a force to be reckoned with. He was a large guy and had the strength to boot. The Lockwood lineage was pure and longstanding, giving him the extra kick. Now he had managed to cosy in beside Alistair Redfern and Barnabus Blackwell he commanded that extra fear and respect that came with the given connection. The Redferns and Blackwells were the strongest bloodlines and pretty much ran the vampire world. There were very few who

To claim her now was to sign her death warrant. "Your weakness," Theron said softly. He looked up then, and I saw the disappointment in his eyes, the same look he had given my father when my father had chosen my mother over the purity of the line. "Your father thought he could control the bloodline, too. He thought love could override nature. We know how that ended." The room went quiet. The fire in the hearth popped, sending sparks up the chimney like souls escaping. "She must be marked," Marrock said. "Or she must be expelled. Those are the only options. You know the Law. A female with the marker cannot roam free. She is a beacon. She calls the old things. The burned Mate cursed us—her blo

(not awakened) BLOODLINE RANK: Improbable LEVEL: Sealed (Currently Earth Stage 3 (Level 53.00) POWER LEVEL: Sealed (currently at 1,407,750) WIELDER TYPE: Multi Wielder (Pseudo Body Wielder; Energy Wielder; Spiritualist) SPECIALTY: Strength; Intelligence; Vitality GLOWS: Diamond Body (active); Endless Wave (active); Son of Lightning; Brimstone (active): Others remain sealed

he trailed off, walking to the cabinet and pulling out his vial case. “Unless what?” I snapped. “She’s building a resistance. It’s rare, but it happens with wolves that have a strong lineage or spiritual ties. If her wolf is linked to something—someone—ancient, the powder might not affect her the way it should.” Zephyr explained, his tone etched with confusion as he tried to figure out what the problem might be. “Then double the dose,” I growled. “Triple it. I don’t care. I want that bitch in the ground. Ella’s breathing down my neck.”

Everyone in the room stilled… Thorne frowned. “That line was extinguished.” “So the world believed,” Selkar said. “Most of it was.” He rested both palms on the table. “The Vaelaris bloodline produced wolves who dominated the battlefields. They had strength beyond rank, healing powers beyond reason. Their greatest were said to rival demi-gods of old age.” A heavy silence followed after that. Rivaling Demi-gods was dimmed, an impossible feat. Selkar continued. “In Serena, it sleeps.

Peter made a nervous look at Yvere. "Ya want to explain it? I feel bad for bein' the one to bring it up." Yvere got up and grabbed the guide from the supply cart. She opened it up to a page titled "Bloodlines at Their Strongest and Weakest." "So as you're now aware bloodline magic can fluctuate in strength being-to-being. Some lycans might be bigger, stronger wolves, while some might be the size of a slightly bigger, uh, what's a medium-sized breed of dog in the human world?"