Baca Blood Link Novels & Stories

‎ ‎A drop of blood. ‎ ‎ ‎

"No, I haven't forgotten. Just now....I completed the ritual. He quickly dug his fangs into the Queen's neck as he drank her blood, his eyes glowing red. The taste of it flooded his senses and he moaned in delight, a growl rolling from the back of his throat. The Queen was delicious, so unbelievably sweet. The most delicious thing he had ever tasted in his life, he couldn't help but want more. Wanted to drain every last drop from her body but he was not allowed to do that. Blood Link is a special and very ancient ritual of the coven, in which a Moroi Ace who would become King drinks the blood of the current Queen or King to enhance their powers so that they can increase their abilities. The

Annoyed, I glared up at Rain, who’d used his wolf’s speed to get the bucket. “Thanks,” I gritted between clenched teeth, determined to be the bigger person despite hating him to the bottom of my soul right then. Or perhaps that was just the deep hurt and betrayal I felt… After a few seconds of deep breathing, the room stopped spinning and when the nurse came rushing in with Elijah in tow, I was actually feeling better. But whatever the machine said, had elderly nurse worried. “Miss Rivera,” she exclaimed, at seeing my state. “You need to rest. Your blood pressure is still dangerously high and unless we can get it under control, it might be dangerous to the baby.”

She had a big gash in her right thigh, her head was bleeding and her arm looked bruised, she walked towards me and lifted her hand to my head. 'I am fine, we need to warn the rest of the pack, there is this weird man attacking' she said through the link, what was that? 'How can you mind link without the pack bond?' i asked in shock. 'I am a witch hybrid who can manifest the sun, and all that surprise you is the fact that i can mindlink without the pack bond, you underestimate me a lot'she replied amused. leaving her hand on my forehead she continued 'we need to go back' passing by and removing her hand from me, feeling the lost of her touch, I turned and walked by her side, my wolf missing h

I can't stop asking her. I know Shantelle's Grandma said something about my blood but I still don't fully understand. My brain couldn't even absorb what she was saying. "I think it's about your blood?" She said, I questioningly. "I don't know! I don't have a clue either. Let's just follow Grandma because what she said seems serious," she added. I just nodded. I don't know why that old woman is so serious. I still can't get over the bleeding in one of her eyes as if it was dangerous for a creature to see my life. "Let's go,"

Hearing that, the neighbors started cursing. "She already wired the funeral money and still won't admit it." "That really sounds like Lydia's voice. How cruel! Three people are dead because of her!" "The world has gone mad. She was speeding, and she's blaming the victims for the accident? I saw the video. She hit them before they even stepped on the crosswalk!" I turned to Maeve. "You told me the car was scraped and asked me to transfer ten thousand for repairs. How did it become funeral money? Besides, I've been sick the past few days—that voice is clearly edited!"

She herself did not even seem to know about it because when I asked her, she looked confused, unless she was pretending but I didn’t think so. I reached for my book shelf and dug around for a while before I took out an ancient scroll. I plopped back onto the couch and then spread the scroll out on the table. The tile of the scroll read: “Powerful Bloodlines from the Ancestral Tree” I skipped all the other irrelevant details and moved my finger to the singular piece of information that I was interested in and then read it out loud, “Blood of the Goddess.” I hit my finger on it two times, this was it, this was Rebekka’s bloodline.

“My soul belongs to my pack. My blood belongs to my mates.” “Your pack left you to the mercy of a traitor,” Lucien countered, his voice a smooth silk that wrapped around her senses. “Your Alphas are strong, yes. But they are loud. They are violent. They are predictable. This bond I offer you is not a biological accident of the moon. It is a soul link. It is a choice. If you take my blood, your mind becomes a fortress. Even Elder Theon will not be able to find you. Even your Alphas will not be able to track the scent of your fear.”

A connection that went deeper than the mutated DNA in his blood.