Blood Alliance Novels & Stories

I wrapped my arms around him and we hugged. “I have bad news ma’am.” I pulled away from Moore to see the nurse from earlier standing in front of us. “What do you mean?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. Had something gone wrong with Alicia? “Your blood is not a match with your sisters,” My heart dropped in my stomach. “We've requested blood from all the blood banks and AB- is not available at all, she is in dire need of blood and she’s taken a turn for the worst, if we don’t get blood as soon as —“

she said to him. Kiran grabbed her hand when she reached for the needle in his arm. “Give him what he needs. I’ll be fine.” The nurse glanced at Malcolm as Kiran released his grip on her and he nodded his head. “Carter, we need to find more Type O candidates under the Zetas. The King might need more blood than his father can give him without dying himself.” “You just keep him alive!” Kiran said harshly, and sat back down in the chair. “Go, Carter,” Malcolm said in a whisper, his voice desperate. “And be quick about it.”

"In today's world of werewolves, bloodline inheritance is quite rare. Even with an Alpha father, their child cannot fully inherit the power of their blood. Alpha children must undergo training to harness their abilities. As for children who directly inherit Alpha bloodline powers, we generally refer to them as 'natural Alphas'. Currently, Daisy seems to be one of the lucky ones. However, unfortunately, A-type blood from Alphas is very rare, and our hospital doesn't have much in storage. So, Miss Reeves, we must find an Alpha with A-type blood to donate blood to Daisy. But there's also something very important. Daisy's father cannot be the donor. This is common medical knowledge. Blood transf

Her heart raced, not from fear of needles, but from the knowledge that her baby was somewhere in this hospital, fighting for her life. "Please let this work," she whispered. "Please save my baby." Adrian stood beside her, his hand on her shoulder. Steady. Solid. The nurse inserted the needle. Arabella watched her blood flow into the collection bag, each drop carrying her desperate prayer. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor turned to Adrian. "Sir, we'll need your blood as well." Adrian frowned. "I'm not related to the child." "The mother indicated you're her brother. Sometimes when a parent's blood doesn't match perfectly, a direct sibling's can work as a secondary option. We can't

The title would have gone to the next available male in the Alpha line, in Red Moon’s case, Xavier’s cousin Garrett. If no other eligible male were available from the reigning line, the honor would go to some other sodding male with a high percentage of Alpha blood. Even though this practice had only needed to be implemented a few times since the Alliance’s founding, Ava knew that a ledger of suitable bloodlines was kept in the Alliance records for just such a case.

I could still feel it—warm and wet and terrifying—his life’s blood seeping out and onto my arms. The nurse gave a soft chuckle, oblivious to the war inside my chest. "ABX is almost unheard of. It’s the rarest of rare. There are thousands of wolves who will go their whole lives without meeting someone with a matching type." She glanced at the bag beside me, the tube still drawing slow, rhythmic pulses of blood from my arm. "It’s why we don’t have a big store of it. Why we always need more," she went on. My fingers dug into the armrest. A slow, creeping tightness began to build in my shoulders.

He then took out his cell phone and started looking at Jenny and also Mother Maria alternately, "Can I try to contact Hana? It seems we have to find out, whether they have found the donor or not. If not, then we can look for it together. That's better, right?" Jenny nodded when she heard it, "That is a good idea. Go for it." Hearing all these conversations, Mother Maria suddenly became silent for a moment, "Donor? Do you mean blood donors? Is that so?" "That's right, Ma'am. Alex needs some blood bags as soon as possible. In fact, so far Alex's blood type is very rare. So, the Rh-null blood type is the rarest. Until now, there are only 43 people who have blood type In addition to its rarity,

Victor requested, breaking the heavy silence of the stone corridor. Daniel froze, his muscles tensing. He turned his head toward his husband, his lips parting as if to speak, but no sound passed his teeth. "Does your memory lack the record? Should I submit my arm to the diagnostic crystal right now?" Victor pressed, his scent sharpening. "What if my veins hold the key to saving Collins's boy?" Victor’s sister, Helena Moreau, possessed RH-negative Type O blood. It deviated from Robert's specific classification, but her lineage functioned as a universal donor for all variations within the RH-negative spectrum.

But my heart had never pounded like this. When the doctor walked back in, her face was pale. “I do not know how to explain this,” she said cautiously. “You are not just compatible. You are a perfect match. Down to antigen level.” I froze. Antigens do not match by luck. They match by bloodline. The doctor shook her head in disbelief. “This type is extremely rare. We see it mostly in blood relatives.” My heart stuttered. Blood relatives. For the tiniest second… hope flared inside me. Wild, dangerous hope , the kind that could break a person in half.

Natasha gritted her teeth in anger. Beatrice adjusted her sitting posture, "But is the situation that serious? The news described the illness as a mere seizure, how come it's so dire now?" Natasha could feel a headache coming on, "Yes it was a serious seizure but what worsened the patient's illness is different. He needs steady blood transfusion too but his blood type isn't available anywhere in the country or out. He has a blood type so rare that it's called golden blood. Only fifty people are known to possess it in the whole world!"