Blood Gacha Novels & Stories

I could only assume he was sorting tools on a tray. Ghost attached the blood bag to an IV pole, then rolled it next to me. He took the tubing and connected it to the hub taped to my arm. He adjusted a few more things, then released the clamp. The blood started flowing, and he came around so I could see his face again. "This is very special blood, Thirty-Eight. It's a mix, you see. From a witch and a wolf." He leaned in close again. "I want to see whose blood wins."

Any ill feelings they had towards eachother disappear and they feel content with one and another. Next Jarek and Landon both take their turns and complete the ritual. Ben steps closer and look at the liquid that Gina has put into separate viles, labeling them who's is is. "Why did the blood turn gold?, and why did you put it in viles?" he asks and Gina look at him, trying to see if it is just curiousness or if he has ill intentions but all she sees in him is someone who is really interested in learning.

And yet, somehow, I was given the hardest task of all. Picking up the tray, which was heavier than all the rest since it was full of pitcher of heavy blood, I made for the door. The Pack clinic always kept a well-stocked blood bank, both in case a wolf needed a transfusion and for whenever important Vampires come calling. Since Werewolves heal so quickly, it doesn't take much to restock it with donations. I helped Rosie a few times doing blood drives during the long years of the war.

After a fleeting moment, the maid raised her gaze, and what she saw made her gasp. "Blood! The maid screamed, eyes wide. The water that was transparent some minutes ago was now red, filled with blood. Leah's eyes were tightly shut, but when she heard what the maid said, she immediately opened her eyes. "Blood?" She questioned, as if to confirm what the maid had said. Her eyes slowly started to water, and instantly fear gripped Leah's bones. "My baby? My baby! She screamed, terribly petrified. The maid helped her out of the water bath and led her to the chamber, with a huge towel wrapped around Leah's shoulders.

Perhaps she didn’t need to protect me, if Admon got my back then every other person will lose if they went against me. “Oh.” Gwenn blushed then quickly recovered when she saw Baxter looking at her with an amused expression on his face. What made me pat attention to the situation more was Gwenn response to Baxter look. She reverted her gaze as her eyes turned a little pained. “And what is the token that you are willing to offer.” Gwenn asked. “One request.” Cale replied her this time. “What?” I asked confused. “One request for anything you want under the power of the entire empire and it is yours.” Brogan added.

"Indeed, Princess." "We just want to ask a bit of your consideration. We badly need the help of the magical healer from the west. And there's only one thing that could please him. The wine 'Blood of the Wise'. This is a very crucial time for us, Mr. Elixr. I hope you would understand." "Now I see where you're coming from." He nodded and went to the chair in front of the rectangular table. "Have a seat, Princess and gentlemen." I was about to sit but the ironclad arm around my waist stopped me.

Frozen Thralls are invulnerable and untargetable ice spirits that chase nearby visible enemies, prioritizing champions, and slow all nearby enemies “ I'm having a thought that the CBX are on a late game match.” “ Yeah, everybody could see that based on their picks. ” This time Blaire looked at me, surprised. I chuckled before he has said anything. “ I research okay, don't give me that face” My members start shaking their heads on Blaires reaction. It now my turn to choose a champion and as planned, I chose gragas.

“I am Laurent Ford, the Alpha King and Jennie’s grandfather. “Twenty-two years ago, my daughter kept her royal blood a secret and mated with you. Now, I’m taking my granddaughter, Jennie, home.” Dread washed over Gale. “No, Alpha Ford. This has to be a mistake. Jennie has never shifted. She can’t even beat an Omega. Thanks to the Bates’ standing in the pack, Joey looked past her flaw and mated with her.” Even at this point, Gale refused to believe that I carried the Alpha King’s blood in me. I scoffed, my voice dripping with disdain, “Oh, I forgot to mention that I have shifted today. Like Mom, I am a white wolf. The moonstone is the Moon Goddess’ gift to white wolves. Please return the ston

She tilted her chin toward the hallway and said, “See the door with the blue light over there? That’s a licensed blood donation center. It’s open twenty-four hours. Ma’am, you can sell your blood for some money.” She paused, her gaze settling back on my face, as if measuring my reaction. “Not only will it be enough to buy that box of medicine, but it might even help you chip away at whatever debt you’ve got on your credit card.” I didn’t want to sell my blood, but I wanted to survive. So, I had no choice. The needle pierced my skin, and I watched as my blood rushed through the clear plastic tube into the collection bag. The first bag filled quickly, and the machine let out a soft beep.

The rug still bore faint traces of blood, and I looked away quickly. "I'll clean that," Alexander said, following my gaze. "Later. First, you need to eat." "I'm not hungry." "You need blood." My heart stuttered. "What?" "Not from me—not like that. Animal blood. It's not the same as human, but it will help you recover." He rose, moving to a small refrigerator I hadn't noticed before, built into the paneling. He returned with a glass of dark red liquid. "Here. Drink." I took the glass, stared at it. It looked like wine. Smelled... coppery. Alive.