Baca Blood Link Novels & Stories

In the blinding brightness of the room, the blood looked unnaturally dark, almost black. "There is a beautiful vulnerability to the human body," the Director said. He sounded entirely conversational, his voice smooth and untroubled over the sound of my ragged, choked breathing. "We think we're so strong, so invincible when we're running through the shadows. But we're really just water, bone, and nerves. And nerves, Elara, are so incredibly easy to manipulate. They are the ultimate biological design flaw."

My hands were cold, and I stared at the screen again. “It is not his empire,” I said. "This is his bloodline." Footsteps resounded outside the room. The door opened. Dino stood with an unreadable expression. "You found something," he said. I swung around and looked at him a-throbbing. "Yes," I replied. His eyes sharpened. "What did you find, Drina?" I turned back and looked at the screen, and then at the man whose name had plagued all corners of my life. "A ghost," I said. "And it belongs to your family."

They were mindlinking. A pang of jealousy twisted in my chest so strong I nearly gasped. Mindlinking came naturally when two people were bonded by blood. That could only mean one of two things—they had marked each other or they’d done the blood ritual. Either way, it was a connection I could never compete with. When Paloma finally turned back to me, her face had softened with concern and pity. “I’m so sorry to hear about what happened, River,” she murmured, her voice gentle.

I replied with bated breath. She opened the lid of the bottle and poured the red liquid over her left hand. Then she brought the red liquid directly in front of me. "Look, Damelza. Blood is part of our body. Blood functioning; Supplies oxygen to the cells and tissues of the body. Provides essential nutrients to the body's cells such as amino acids, fatty acids, and glucose. Fights and kills waste materials or compounds present in the body such as carbon dioxide, urea, and lactic acid,” she told me.

she asked, and he gave her a go-ahead. “Sure!” he had simply responded. “Doctor, is it possible that the blood type of two different people match even if they aren't related?” Miriam questioned. “Of course, you are a type O and so am I but we aren't even related but you know in the case of Carlos and Henry. They are both AB-negative and that is a rare type, it could be that their blood came from a DNA sample and it could be that it's just a coincidence.” The doctor explained.

The blood debt is unbreakable and if someone ignores it, they experience excruciating pain. The link activates when the one who gave the blood is in danger or needs something. Only the owner of the blood can end the link when they are satisfied with the repayment of the debt. If a child is saved, then the link doesn’t activate until they reach the age of eighteen. Which is why I had been there when Zira’s pack had been slaughtered. I had felt the pull and had been confused at first until I heard a woman’s voice in my head. She was begging for help. I thought I was hallucinating, so I ignored it. As soon as I did, I felt the most unbearable pain imaginable.

Yes, you tasted so wonderful. "Well that helped make your mark on me more permanent, to show others that I am no longer available. But by doing that I had some of your blood and you then had some of mine which then made you complete what we call a blood bond. It allows me to feel what you feel and you to feel what I feel, it also allows us...." "To speak to each other mind to mind, so no-one else can hear." I watch his face as I open the mate blood mind-link

This can't be happening I need to stop acting so thirsty, and focus on the fact that this guy is literally trying to claim you, or maybe you miss heard and actually everyone does it. He's talking about blood links, and being in his pack what is a pack anyways. Oh gosh everything he just told me keeps swirling in my head Luna, Pack, blood link, loyalties ritual, and my nerves catch up with me. I'm either going to have a panic attack, pass out, or puke.

Alina walks towards me and threw something on the floor, I look at it and it was a bag of blood, I latch on to it like I haven't eaten in years UNKNOWN Aria drinks the whole bag of blood, we couldn't believe what we were seeing in front of us, Aria is a vampire? That's impossible, how. "W-what's going on, w-why is she......" I questions. "This is impossible, right?" I asked Alina who only watches her carefully. "You should be asking yourself that question. I want you to remember something of that day, how many hours away when you fed her your blood before she was killed?" She asked then I realized what she's saying.

Ironic. The thought dragged a dry, humorless laugh from my throat. It echoed in the sterile silence of my office, a place that smelled of lemon polish and an underlying decay. My vision was now swimming on the edge of a crimson haze, each blink more laborious than the last. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and I curled them into fists, nails digging into my palms—useless pain that did nothing to steady me. Then it hit me: Bloodmatch. The name pressed against my consciousness like a shadow that refused to lift, a curse and a promise all at once—dangerous, illicit, irresistibly seductive.