A Family Beyond Blood Ties Dailymotion Novels & Stories

I held up my phone and started a live stream, tagging Kelly on the spot. "Zarrick, Dad and Mom are in the hospital. They're barely hanging on, waiting for you to bring money to save them. But you say you have no money—yet somehow, you have enough to throw a birthday party for this woman? What kind of logic is that?" Zarrick's little celebration came to a screeching halt. Furious, he stormed over and slapped me across the face.

"You can't protect everyone...You've already gone through so much." "I know," she closed her eyes, exhaled a deep breath, and then opened them again, completely fixated on me. "But together. We look out for one another. That's what family does, does it not?" "Yes," I said with a shallow breath. Realizing that what she had said was true. We were a family, no matter what was between us. It didn't matter about the blood. "We are. We are bound by something greater than Blood." "Blood or not," She smiled, finally stretching, and getting back to what she considered normal if she even thought of herself as normal now. "We're all in this. Together."

He gently rubbed my back until the tension melted away. “It’s alright. You are safe. Nothing, and no one is going to hurt you.” He assured me, and that made me cry buckets. Here is the only man who loved me unconditionally, yet I betrayed him because of my family. Whoever said that blood is thicker than water is wrong. Blood is not always thicker than water. Sometimes, other people are better than our families. Those who are unrelated to us by blood, but who can love us unconditionally are our true families.

Steven- amara. All the blood on my body was now running cold out of fear. This can't be, no not my baby. But why haven't pet felt his brother? Fuck ! They are not bonded like we are to family, humans with beast. Can't link but can track each other through blood. They drink or place little drop of blood in their mouth to look in the the past few days of their loved one to really see what happened. So all we need is her blood if they have her or one of her protectors.

Now, here I sat years later surrounded by family and friends who were all determined that Jude and I would succeed. Our family tree might have started off with different roots, but over the years our trunks had grown together until the branches now wove an artistic tapestry of love. It wasn't born from DNA or bloodlines but by choice. And we were all connected by those family ties. The End 2 1

“The only way to save her life is if someone from her family can donate their blood.” Killian clenched his fists, despair coursing through him. She doesn’t have a family. How could he possibly arrange blood for her when she had no blood relations? Never in his life had he felt such gut-wrenching helplessness as he did at that moment. His wife lay on the precipice of death, and there was nothing—nothing—he could do to save her. He felt like a fucking failure despite having all the power in the country. “I’ll find someone with the same blood type-”

I hate to fool someone that seems so sweet. “Ali and I are not related by blood. We are just best friends.” I said softly, sounded a bit sad. “I know,” she said, as she waved her hand; dismissing my sad comment. “You know?” I asked with surprise in my tone. “Of course! Like I said, my son already told me a lot about you and Dina. Sometimes the people who are not related by blood, are the people the person is the closest to; which makes them family. You and Dina are family to Ali, which will make you family to me.” She explained, as she patted my hand again in assurance.

Her father, reclined on the sofa, shot the idea down without a second thought. "Put your things back. Serena's changing seasons, easily allergic. She could need a transfusion any minute. You're not going anywhere. You'll stay home, on standby." Her mother chimed in, snatching Elara's backpack. It hit the coffee table with a loud thud, spilling her passport. "I'll keep your passport safe. If you leave, what about your sister? Who gives her blood? You're trying to hurt your sister!" Dante stood by, straightening his cuffs. His tone was deceptively mild, his words steel.

"Mom, please, get up. I can't bear it, Mom!" She tried to pull Mom but couldn't move her, so she went to pull Eric and Samuel. Unable to move either of them, the whole family ended up kneeling on the floor, hugging each other and crying together. "It's just a bone marrow donation. I'll do it!" "Where do we donate? Check my match too!" "The first slap team has arrived at the hospital!" "This doctor is going to regret it!" The live stream hit a new record for viewers. The hallway outside the ward was crowded with people, and even the hospital director, Reuben Fisher, had come over.

Not for family. Not for blood. Not for anyone.