Blood Alliance Novels & Stories

Any challenge may be submitted through Alliance protocol. Silence fell across the Bloodnet. One breath.Then chaos. I didn’t look at the comments. I leaned in and kissed him once, brief and decisive. Three years later, our bond was sealed. Not in a small town.Not in secrecy. The marking ceremony was held beneath the Northern Auroral Basin, an ancient convergence site where Alpha Kings had once sworn dominion before the Alliance existed. Obsidian platforms floated above rune-lit waters. Silver fire burned without heat. Thousands of wolves gathered—Alphas, Lunas, heirs, elites—watching as the Northwind and Everhart bloodlines merged under the open sky.

“Go to the blood bank at Vincenzo street. Alpha Raymond had a habit of donating his blood to the sick because of his rare blood type. And mostly, his blood remains available there because of no patient in the pack. In this way, you can get his blood easily.” Alpha Magnus gave his cell phone to his Beta and knelt on the ground, baring his neck in submission. “I was a bit skeptical about a divorced, teenage slave as Maddox’s mate. But you are a talented and gifted person. The Moon Goddess has created a perfect match for my brother, sister-in-law.” On the other hand, Maddox was all smiles ordering about the search teams and official matters, then he disconnected the call and kissed my cheek.

I angrily wiped the bitter tears before shrugging out of my coat and revealing my arm, “Draw mine and everyone’s in here. Please, save her.” I desperately begged as I tried to hand him my arm, but he apologetically shook his head before pursing his lips. “Your blood cannot save her. Instead, yours will just kill her. The patient has the rarest blood called the Rhnull blood. Unlike everyone’s blood, her’ blood has no antigens, and that only is the reason why we cannot use your blood. We have contacted the nearest hospitals to see if they have it in-store. Let’s all pray for the miracle.” He said nodding and taking off. Were we going to wait in here, just sitting while her life was slowly chip

The blood oath was a bond among people, who swear their loyalty and confraternity to each other, connecting them through their blood. The bond allowed the tied ones to communicate through the mental conversations. I was going to be tied to the bond that all the soldiers, and guards share with the royal family.

“She was disappointed when she found out! She….she want to call out the wedding we planned” “Brian….Let me tell you! The baby is definitely yours! We only has sex once and Anna asked me to use protection that night.” Brian closed his eyes, he really hated himself. But then the Emergency Room’s door was opened. “Mr Bolton!” “How is she?” He asked the doctor “I will give a full report later but now we’re in an emergency. She lost a lot of blood and she badly needed a transfusion. The thing is, her blood is rare, AB+”

Investigations: The patient’s initial work-up included a full blood count, type and cross-match for transfusion, and X-ray imaging of her head and lateral cervical spine. The X-rays were both performed at the primary medical facility. Head X-ray was of poor quality but did not reveal any obvious injuries. Cervical spine X-ray imaging was lost on transfer, and repeating the cervical spine X-ray at the tertiary hospital would have delayed operative treatment. Cross-sectional imaging was not performed, as CT scanning is not available at the tertiary hospital. Her full blood count was notable for a hemoglobin of 11.3 g/dl and platelet count of 202 (x106 u/ml).

“He... sends his regards.” I flipped open the note--- and couldn’t help but grin. All it said was “Good fight! Call me when you need more blood spilled”. In other words, he didn’t want his name tied to any papers and publicized anywhere. This was a favor between blood-pact brothers and not an alliance. Noted... “Good,” I replied coldly, throwing the paper into the fire. “One crazy person is more than enough to have around.” “My King!”

One moment Salvatore was standing there, smirking; the next, Leonard had the man's wrist in a grip so tight that Isabella saw Salvatore's fingers turning white. "Let me be clear," Leonard said, his voice still conversational despite the violence in his posture. "My wife is untouchable. She doesn't have a price. She isn't available. Not now, not ever." He released Salvatore's wrist with a slight push. "The next hand that reaches for her without permission will not remain attached to its owner. Do we understand each other?"