Blood C Novels & Stories

Besides, I think they're too impatient to do things calmly. "What do you know about this wine called 'Blood of the Wise'?" Judging Orion's expression, there's no doubt, he's willing to tell him everything he wants to know. Ah. The scent of victory.

Addiction is a vise clutching one’s arteries, venules, and veins, all the blood vessels. Even if they are filled with sinful cells, composed of nutrition from humans. His blood was as red as a human’s because in appearance they didn’t look different. Only he knew how black it was in levels indiscernible to the sharpest eyes, of his own kind, of vampires.

Perhaps it's effect is only mild. She poured a little of the blood in an empty glass she found on the table, then she added just a little ash and stirred. She frowned when nothing happened. Was the book wrong? If the book was wrong, the book wouldn't be restricted. She then added a little more ash, and the the blood began to foam. Interesting. She watched it closely, taking note of every single change. By the time the blood stopped foaming, it had turned black. She smiled. Now she wondered if this would work on the royal vampires. If only she could get their blood.

The doctor ran her eyes around the lab looking for someone to help her, and huffed. -When I don't need help, there's a lot of people around me, bothering me, and now, when I really need there's no one -she grumbled as she stood up and went to the 'cooler'-a kind of refrigerator specific to store blood- and took a vial of human blood, another one with vampire blood, another one with wolf blood and another one with blood altered by the drug DroPaCem and took them with her to the microscope.

Eleanor suddenly barged in. Fred turned to her. “The doctor said Sylvia had shown progress and requires a transfusion.” The doctor continued. “The thing is, Miss Baker’s blood group is B+ and right now, we’ve got none of that in our blood bank. I’ve established some contacts though and we are working towards securing a pine of B+ but time is not on our side. We need that transfusion ASAP.” Fred’s hands began to tremble. “If we don’t get the blood on time, I’m afraid we could lose her.” The doctor supplied.

Her voice was laced with apprehension and pain, “is she okay? Can I see her now?” “The fall was massive and she suffered a hemorrhage to the brain causing her to lose a lot of blood. We were able to take care of the hemorrhage but she needs blood and I am afraid we don’t have her blood type here in the hospital. I am trying to make contact with other hospitals to see if we can get her type” “Why don’t you take it from me?” Bianca responded without thinking, “I am her mother and obviously our blood will be a match. I am a universal donor, I can definitely donate for her”

asked a model who saw what happened in the bathroom. "The blood was bought from a donor agency and Fely brought it in a bag. She bumped into me and while dropping down, she sat on the blood bag. You can check the documents yourself, Fely's blood type is Ab, while the fake blood type is O." "How can you prove the blood isn't Ms. Fely's," asked a journalist.

"But your sister has type B negative blood?" What? Christina was shocked. Her parents were both type B positive blood, so were her brother and her. How could her sister be type B negative blood? The nurse stood up and said, "Your blood can't be used. There is no type B negative blood source in our hospital's blood bank. I have to call the Dragon City blood bank as soon as possible to make an emergency blood transfer." Then she ran out.

Scratching the side of my jaw, I slowly nod my head, unsure if I’m making the right decision, and ask, “Can we wait a few days, so my wife will get the chance to be at his side if he passes?” “We can do that.” “Will you require more blood from me for Nate?” My blood type is O, and it’s a very rare one, just like Nate's, who is type AB. My blood cells are very universal, giving me the benefit of being able to donate to anyone. I suppose you can say it’s a rare superpower I possess. As for Nate, he can not receive blood from just anyone. Riddled with guilt and the images of Mia using her body as a human shield to protect my abi, I offered to donate my blood to N

I was thinking frantically, trying to remember everything I’d learned about toxins and venoms and how they moved through the human circulatory system. The way the black veins were spreading suggested that whatever was in Naomi’s system was being carried by her blood, which meant it was contaminating her entire cardiovascular system “It’s acting like a hemotoxin,” I said, more to myself than to anyone else as I paced around the examination room. “Something that’s breaking down her red blood cells and spreading through her cardiovascular system faster than her body can filter it out.”