Blood Alliance Novels & Stories

Alpha Trent was not in a good condition, he was suffering and I was to blame for all his pain. It would always be my fault no matter how much anyone tried convincing me otherwise. "And there is something crucial that has to be carried out as soon as possible and that's a blood transfusion, the blood type of Alpha Trent is a rare one. It is not available in the blood bank" Doctor Romeo added. "W–what blood type is he?" I questioned with a raspy voice and Beta Kyle told me his blood group. "Check my blood group, maybe I can donate" I urged and stretched out my hand to him.

Ajay asked him if the hospital didn't have the particular blood type he requested, the doctor nodded and that got everyone in a panic. Avanti suggested getting her blood tested to find out if she was of the same blood type as her mom. Abhishek asked her not to bother since they were both B+ types of blood. Mr. Ajay said he also wasn't a match with his wife, we looked at Pinky however she also said, her blood wasn't a match with Mrs. Anuradha's. The doctor asked us to find a way to get the blood on time or else Mrs. Anuradha would die, Avanti fell to her knees and began to cry.

Alister chuckled at me, “It’s like a person, who’s your lifetime blood supply.” “What!!” There was something like that!! I never heard about it!! “A lifetime blood supply?? And from only one person!! There’s something like that!!” “Yeah, you can make someone your Blood mate if you like the taste of their blood but it rarely ever happens since it also means you’ll get stuck with them for life and they get stuck with you for life. My wife is mine since she’s a fae but most vampires refuse to get bound like that plus among vampire couples no one would tolerate a third wheel since a vampire can’t be a blood mate and there are some other complications.”

"Now, I want you to trust me big time, Cm. I want a deal with you." "What is it?" She heaved a sigh and closed her eyes. "Let's have an alliance. Let's fight my brother together!" I was shocked. At first, I was hesitant to agree but I saw how her eyes screamed determination and braveness. I nodded. "Let's have an alliance." I know it's risky. But for her, for the city and the people, I will do everything. Even if it cost my death.

I moved with lethal precision, every shot finding its mark. Then I saw them across the chaos. Alexei was pulling Irina and Nikolai toward the reinforced safe room in the center of the building. Irina was clutching Nikolai to her chest, running as fast as she could. Behind them, gunfire followed, bullets chewing up the walls and sending chunks of plaster flying. Alexei was shielding them with his body, his own gun firing back at the attackers. For one suspended moment, our eyes locked across the chaos. And everything changed. The hatred melted. The months of war, of pain, of betrayal, all of it dissolved in an instant. What remained was something older and stronger. Brotherhood.

“The lineage is secured. The future is certain. But a legacy requires more than blood alone. It requires unity. A foundation solid enough to build upon.” He turned to Ethan, placing his hand on his shoulder again — the same gesture of ownership wearing the costume of affection. “Alpha Ethan Blackwell has carried his burdens in isolation for too long. He has borne grief, war, and uncertainty with the full strength of his bloodline. But no Alpha was meant to stand alone. The pack requires a Luna. The heir requires a mother. The Alliance requires its living symbol.” He let the pause breathe, drawing the anticipation out until every person in the hall was leaning imperceptibly forward. The compl

“Mine carries lineage. If I ever betray you, let this act bind me to death.” Before she could protest, I brought the blade to her palm and made a shallow cut, just deep enough to draw a thin line of red. She gasped but didn’t pull away. Then, with deliberate care, I pressed our palms together. The moment our blood mingled, a jolt of heat surged between us. It wasn’t like the fire she had conjured earlier, this was older, deeper, almost sentient. It coiled around us like a living thing, threading through my veins and hers, sealing us in a bond that went beyond words.

My heart began to thump in my chest. “He has a rare blood type and as such we need to find a donor for him or else he will die. Save your heir’s life… go to the clinic now and get tested, there awaits a huge reward for whoever shall save his life!” Before I could finish processing what I had heard, I was already running back to the clinic to join the line. How could I be aspiring to be a doctor like Master Purcell in the future and yet allow the alpha’s son to die under my nose?

“Blood donor?” Althea gasped through her sobs. “His type is O, isn’t it? I’m O too—I can—” The doctor shook his head firmly. “I’m sorry, ma’am. Your son’s blood type is O negative. It’s very rare. Not everyone with O blood can donate to him. If the match isn’t exact, it could be dangerous.” Althea’s face drained of color. “O… negative?” Her voice cracked to a whisper. She looked at the doctor, confusion and fear knotting in her eyes. “Why am I only finding this out now?”

"Blood." "Fresh." Kael opened his eyes. "Hers?" "No." "Human." "Male." Another pause. "The scent matches Marcus Holt's file." *Marcus.* He turned. The wind hit his jacket. Pulled at him. And for a moment he allowed himself to feel the full shape of what was coming. The moon. The marking. The woman who had arrived in his town carrying a bloodline that would draw every old enemy he had straight to her door. She had come here looking for her brother.