Blood-kin Novels & Stories

Saratan’s P.O.V "I own you, little vessel." His breath was icy against my neck as he leaned in, “Every drop of the blood thrumming through your veins belongs to me… and when you bore me, I’ll drain and stuff you." My pulse thudded erratically and I couldn't help the helpless tears that slid from my eyes, "P-please, don't kill me, I don’t want to be a blood vessel…" I whimpered, feeling my bladder give up on me and wetness flooded my thighs.

Quinn Black blood oozed out of the kings’ necks and flowed over their sons’ hands, down their chests, and into the earth. The ground bubbled and boiled like a tar pit and stinking steam rose up in the air. The kings were so corrupted, that nature itself tried to reject their blood.

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

“She is of pure blood. The one I was telling you about, but today at the event my mother was hosting, her sister told everyone her blood was lethal and could kill anything at the slightest touch” I explained to him, expecting some sort of reaction from her, but he remained absolutely calm, as if he was expecting something like that. “You are not surprised?” “When you told me about the true blood and I told you that I wanted to test the blood first, that was because I knew she was not a true blood, she is what is called a ‘keran wolf’ “Keran? What is that?” “Their blood is poison, very lethal, although many confused them for a pure-blooded wolf as a result of the scent, but they are Opposite.

The night was a long one for Karin. As she rubbed her eyes and yawned, she stiffened in her room. Despite how quiet it was in the house, she could hear the little whimpers coming from the room next to her. Her little ears picked up the sound faster than anyone would. How could it not? She had Alpha blood running through her veins but her mother had never mentioned that so little Karin thought others to be weaker than her when in fact, she just had Alpha blood and it was only natural for Alpha's to be stronger.

I rebutted not willing to agree to anything without know what it was that I was saying yes to. Richard let a soft smile creep onto his face. “It’s only a simple blood test, almost like a blood type test. All from the Alpha blood line of a pack, have an identifying mark in their blood that marks them to their specific pack. If you are truly the daughter of Alpha Hardin then a small drop of your blood should cause the liquid in this vile to turn gold.” He said pointing to a test tube rack with a single vile in it. The vile was half way filled with a colorless opaque liquid.

"When the food ran out, she fed the hungry. When the wounded screamed, she bound their cuts. When I was weak, she was my spine. When I was lost, she was my map." He leaned over the table. He stared at Thomas. "Rowland had the blood of kings, and he was a monster," Kendrick said. "Rina has the blood of slaves, and she is a queen. So tell me, Elder. What is the value of this blood you speak of? What is it worth if the heart is rotten?" Thomas opened his mouth. He closed it again. He had no answer. The logic was simple. It was brutal. It stripped away the old excuses.

taking my hand into hers, she tried to brush the worry, but she knew it could not do anything; “those people, those who attacked, are a strong cult of pure bloods believers, they believe that bloods should not be mixed, it happend to multiple packs, where incidents like this take places, the most recent happened with the Corrigens, where his human mate got killed by her own omegas. I remember that incident, it was a big blow, they said that the used dark magic to save the cups, but no one knows for certain what went down.

The healer exclaimed urgently, "That won't work! You're Type A, and Ms. George is Type O. Given her weakened state after the injury, she might not be able to handle the violent energy in an alpha's blood. It has to be human blood." After hearing this, Kieran's gaze snapped to me. At that moment, I felt like I had been struck by lightning. I stepped back abruptly, my voice trembling. "I won't do it." My blood, the one thing they saw as special in this body they deemed a lowly human's, was now supposed to be used as a tool to save his heir? "Elise!" Kieran grabbed my wrist, his eyes sharp. "This isn't the time for your tantrum! She's carrying the pack's heir! If something happens, we'll never

It is ceremonial for blood to stain the sheets on the night of consummation, Kiara intends for that to happen tonight but it wouldn’t be her blood, it would be the blood of the Emperor. ----------------