You Ve Lost A Lot Of Blood

My wife's soul mate had Rh negative blood just like me. In order to make my wife happy, he donated his bone marrow to me then committed suicide. I was put on the blame for his death. Everyone blamed me for killing him. My wife who received his suicide note went crazy. She started to draw blood from my body. She was extremely cruel. "You owe that to me. He would not have died if not because of you. I am only returning to him something that did not belong to you." When the soul mate reappeared, my wife started looking for me like crazy. She did not know that I had died for losing too much blood.

She is so scared of life itself, people call her a weirdo, she’s sick; she’s epileptic, she doesn’t even have a friend as everybody seem to be against her. The only place she finds solace is in a story she writes, she loves it because that is where she finds control, the only thing that obeys her command anytime, any day. Then out of the blues, her story begins to haunt her. She could be hallucinating, but it seemed so real. The worst part is that every of the characters in her story want her to themselves, they are powerful, mysterious, wealthy, strong, connected and blood thirsty. Lurking in the darkness was her fears, and out of it came the most hideous of all her characters. Looking her straight in the eye he said, ”welcome to our world, BLOOD LIVES HERE!”... You don’t wanna miss this action/crime thriller… Silence, Suspense, Love, Guilt, Betrayal, BLOOD….

A woman with blood that can strengthen a vampire, can also restore the life of a man who died within three hours. But it's dangerous because if she does not allow you to drink her blood, you will die if you violate it, except for her mate. A vampire named Xenon beats our hero's heart. Well, the lady is stubborn, rude, and anti-romantic. She doesn't know about vampires, nor the blood she has because she grew up with her Aunt Liwana. She is angry with her parents because left her without saying goodbye, not even a letter when she was a baby. What if, in just a dream, she would know that vampires are real? Can her mind cope with the information that she discovered about vampires? What if her mate kidnaps her? Will she be afraid of it? This is the story about vampires who are chasing a girl with strong blood in her veins.

The city lights of Valenfort burned bright against the suffocating dark like a gem tainted by blood. Beneath that glittering surface lay nameless alleys where the scent of iron and the echoes of screams intertwined into a symphony of hell. No one remembered the last time they saw a real sunrise for this city had long belonged to the night. Evelyn Cross , a fourth-generation vampire hunter of the secretive order known as The Order of the Thorn , was born in blood and sworn to die for her mission. She had once watched her father torn apart by a pureblood vampire, a creature so fearsome that humans dared only whisper its name in prayer. Since that day, Evelyn lived like a blade cold, unfeeling, and driven by the hunt. Until she met Lucien Draven , the Blood King of Valenfort who ruled the shadows with a calm smile and eyes that could stop a heartbeat. Lucien did not kill Evelyn upon their first encounter. Instead, he saved her from the very comrades who had betrayed her. A vampire saving a hunter such a thing had never happened in the history of either world. Evelyn despised him… yet could not kill him. Lucien desired her… yet knew his love was her death sentence. In Valenfort, a war of blood is rising. The ancient vampire houses are clawing for dominance, while the hunters’ order fractures under betrayal and deceit. Amidst gunfire, betrayal, and desire, Blood War is not merely a battle between species but between the heart and fate itself. “In the world of darkness, truth isn’t written in ink… but in blood.”

To Bleed for You For seventy years, Elena has walked the earth as a creature of the night, blending seamlessly into the background of mortal institutions. Now posing as a sophomore at St. Jude University, her rule has always been simple: adapt, blend in, and never get attached. As a bisexual vampire who has seen centuries of human history, she knows that loving mortals only leads to heartbreak—or exposure. Then she meets Maya. It takes only one look across a crowded, rainy university lecture hall for Elena’s carefully structured world to shatter. Maya is vibrant, sharp-witted, and entirely human. From that single, electric moment of love at first sight, Elena is consumed by a terrifying, dual fixation. Maya’s presence is intoxicating, drawing Elena in with a romantic gravity she cannot fight, even as her darkest vampiric instincts burn to claim the warm blood rushing through Maya’s veins. Forced together by a university project, their magnetic attraction quickly turns into a passionate, secret campus romance. Maya is captivated by Elena’s mysterious aura and protective nature, eventually unearthing the dark truth of what Elena really is. But choosing to love a monster means stepping into the shadows. When a ruthless tracker from Elena's past catches Maya’s scent, their forbidden love becomes a dangerous game of survival. In a world where life and death collide, Elena must decide how far she will go to protect the woman she loves—and what it truly means to bleed for her.

A lethal neurotoxin had taken hold of my lungs. My time is running out. My mother, Sofia, was the most connected lawyer in Palermo, excelling in burying crimes and twisting the law. When my brother Vincent mowed me down and shattered my leg, she called in every favor to clear his record. My father, Tommaso, the most feared private doctor in Sicily, faked my medical files, branding me unstable and delusional, all to mold me into the obedient son they needed. Then there was Lina, only daughter of Don Vitali, my wife. She said, “We let him out for Vincent’s liver. What if he says no?” Dad’s voice went cold. “He has two choices: lie quietly on that operating table… or waste away in the sanatorium for what’s left of his life.” I pushed the parlor door open, steady and slow. My voice was flat. “I’ll do it.” Every one of them let out a breath they’d been holding, showering me with hollow words. They didn’t know there was no life left to threaten. I had twenty-four hours. By sunrise, I would be dead either way. Funny… now that I’m in the ground, why are they all crying?