Blood Meridian Chapter 10 Novels & Stories

After a long wait, the doctor finally came out. Josiah looked at him and did not dare to ask for the result. He was afraid of bad news. Of course, the doctor did not need him to speak, so he took the lead. "Mister Josiah, Miss Meredith urgently needs a blood transfusion because of excessive blood loss, but Miss Meredith's blood type is special..." Josiah's pupils shrank suddenly and looked at him in amazement. In fact, no need for a doctor to explain, he also understood.

He reiterated my exact words defensively. "Do you not realize the implication of that? You've been in mermaid waters before." The only sound now was from Philip. Then I choked. "What?" I was the most curious. I mean, I had to be. I had almost no idea about myself so every little thing I discovered made me feel better. The scales on my back was on the list of things Tiberius and I kept from the council. And trust me, there was more. "You've been in mermaid waters." She repeated. "At some point in your life, you lived or visited mermaid waters so your blood automatically qualifies as antidote since you have a touch of mermaid."

It comes closer to me so I back away. "Gabria," my eyes widened when that bubble spoke. “Are you talking?” "Yes," it answered. "What do you want from me?" "I have to go inside your body," it answered again. "W-Why?" "Because you need this power and this is the power that the white book will grant you as a Xedian," I was surprised by its answer. "A-Alright," I was surprised when it quickly passed me and quickly entered my chest causing me to be held there because I couldn't breathe. I tried to breathe but it hurt more and more. I couldn't scream because it was like someone was holding me back.

He cuts me clean with a soft smile, “No worries, Miss Credi, take whatever you want. Suddenly, his eyes roved over my body, stopping at my heels and his lips curled into a mischievous smile. “I find it strange you’d pick heels for the occasion.” I stopped myself in time from blurting, ‘I had no idea bloodvessel.com was to recruit me into selling my blood.’ It seemed to me that he thought I willingly signed the contract to be a vessel and instead got purchased by a cruel vampire. I didn’t want to correct his notion of me yet because I would have to reveal too much about myself and I didn’t want him to know yet. The feeling of being let down and left heartbroken by Alexis was still too raw.

However, all of a sudden, Adrian started to stop his footsteps there, and stood with his stiff body right now. Adrian hardened his facial expression there, and subconsciously started blinking his eyelids a few times. It wasn't long before his eyes started to turn slightly metallic in color. Damn, it's the smell of Alexis' blood. What happened to her right now? Is she hurting? Adrian thought to himself, when he realized what had just happened to him. Adrian smelled Alexis' blood there, which suddenly made Adrian's eyes turn into metallic color. And the thirst that he could immediately feel slowly began to fill every part of his body. Adrian tried to catch his breath, to at least quench his th

she trailed off and gulped, her gaze fixed on Chloe’s neck, watching her pulse patter. She was thirsty. Thirst for Chloe’s blood. "Your eyes." Chloe’s eyes widened in horror as she veered back. "They suddenly turned black and turned red again." Before Angel could reply, Damon appeared from nowhere and placed both hands on Chloe’s shoulders, looking intently into her eyes. "You didn’t see anything. You didn’t see Angel’s eye turn black. Nothing." As expected, Chloe nodded obediently, oblivious to what just happened. "Damon." She called, her voice in a murmur. "When did you get here?"

He said, his voice was trembling. I was getting tired. So tired. I closed my eyes finally. Everything faded and went black. After what felt like a few minutes, I heard voices again. But it was distant and muffled. Like they were coming from under the water. "...blood loss was severe..." "...lucky the blade missed the major artery..." "...another centimeter and she would be dead..." I tried to open my eyes but they felt so heavy. Then I managed to open it a little wider. All I could see was white. Everything was in white, the ceiling, the lights.

The man in front of me was Freddie Fleming, the victim's eldest brother. In my last life, he had led the charge and shoved me to the ground. He didn't listen when I tried to explain, and it was his blade that struck the first fatal wound. Freddie pulled up the transfer record on his phone. "Look for yourself. The account that got the funeral expenses is under the name 'Lydia'. Are you still gonna deny it?" He turned to Charles and said, "Don't be fooled by her. Listen to what she said!"

"Ma'am, with all due respect, this is a place for medical care. We don't need parlor tricks; we need a blood donor who is compatible. Miranda's eyes locked onto his, and for a moment, the air in the room felt thin and heavy, like we were at the top of a huge mountain. "You talk about blood, healer," she said, her voice dropping to a deep whisper that seemed to shake my bones. "But you don't get it. Your blood is different from hers. The medallion has become a part of her DNA and her very being. It doesn't like your modern answers. It doesn't want anything that isn't *its* line.

She was bowing at Kaden. My poor brain short-circulated and for the first time in my life, I felt as though I might faint. I desperately needed blood. After tasting fresh blood from a Kaden and Aurelian back at Kingmaker, it was too difficult to go back to drinking from donor blood bags, and it was far from satisfying. I missed him… well not exactly him, just his taste, but I hated him far more, and every single one of his kind. I could practically see the blood pumping in the veins of his thick neck… I gulped and snapped my depraved mind back to reality— why on earth was Meridian calling him King?