Blood Sample Calamity Novels & Stories

She closed her eyes when the blood got onto her hands, I could tell it was starting to get to her. “Why did this happen?” I whispered to Sam, “Who were they? What’s the Knox Clan and who is Delazar?” “Shh.” Sam rocked me slowly, “We will talk about all of it, but for now, let's just try and survive the night.” My stomach started to feel better, my mind was less swirly, so I got up and went over to help Callie. Sam went downstairs and waited for the ambulances to come.

I ordered thanks to the jolt of a sudden realization that Samuel was in mortal danger. "Our blood banks are empty. If you don't mind we will take a sample of your blood and hope it is compatible with his." No... Samuel and I didn't share any genes. My blood wouldn't match. "I... can't give him blood." I stuttered, earning a questioning start from everyone. "Our blood is not compatible..." The doctor scratched his head implying there was bad news. Like Baaaad news. "Well, Is his father here? Because your son needs a transfusion urgently. His condition could worsen if he doesn't get one today or tomorrow." His voice was sharp and firm and that meant business.

“The pack doctors can’t identify her blood type due to some unknown gene. If she doesn’t get the transfusion in time, she may be left brain dead.” “Why not have it tested at a hospital in the city?” Malachi asks. Calix turns to him with wide eyes and suddenly lunges to grab his shoulders. “You are a genius, Malachi. Why didn’t we think of that sooner?” Calix slaps him on the shoulders in gratitude and runs off, stopping at the door. “Watch her until I get back and let me know the second anything changes.” ~*~

The colour of her face was slowly going to back to normal. Serra’s heart almost stopped as she looks at her friend. Crowd of thoughts swirl on her mind like a hurricane. Their eyes met and Serra could see fear, confusion and horror on her eyes. Her cloudy mind started to clear and a realization started to solidify in her mind, clearing the whirlpool of thoughts. Her heart skipped a beat. "Badblood!" Maddy said, choking the words out. She stood up and the colors now back on her face but she's still breathing heavily. She pointed at Mira. "Badblood!" Then she ran.

"I can see from your records that it's been suggested to you the last time." "Last time?" Jag spoke up, frowning. "You mean this happened before?" "Not the bleeding eyes, no." Camille blushed, and dipped her head. "The other thing is that your white blood cell count was high suggesting an infection." The Medic interjected before Jag could pry further. "How have you been health-wise?" "Fine." Camille shrugged. "Aside from the headaches, nose bleeds and eye problems, I've been okay." "And are you aware that your Isis gene has been activated?"

My voice was thick with sleep. "Christie? It’s Miller from the lab," a man’s voice said. He sounded stressed. "I am sorry to wake you so early, but we have a major problem. We were running the new testing on the last batch of blood samples. Something is wrong. The data is all over the place and the stability is dropping." I sat up instantly. The fog in my brain cleared. I was a professional. When work called, I didn't have time to be tired. Those samples were critical for the serum research we had been doing for months.

“Is everything okay? I wasn’t expecting to hear from you.” “Yes, yes, everything’s fine—well, sort of,” he replied almost hesitantly. “What’s up?” There was a pause on the other end before he spoke again. “I know you’ve got an event coming up tonight, but unfortunately our last blood sample got tainted.” “Tainted?” “Yes, there was a minor accident in the lab. Tony and I are both okay, but your blood vials shattered, so we lost the samples. Would it be possible for you to come by quickly for another blood draw?”

Emery chirped in, she hadn't said a thing since the Doctor started with his talk. "He came back when it got worse and another test was carried out and that was where the problem started from." Doctor Bale dabbed his sweaty forehead with a handkerchief. He knew the implication of what they had done if Benhail decided to take legal action against them. "When the second test was carried out, there was a mix-up at the laboratory. It was a mistake, the blood samples we took from him were used for someone else who had a similar name to him and the blood samples of the man were used in Mr. Benhail's test tube. We only worked on the results that were given to us, we have no idea those scientists mad

She beckoned to Daniel, asking him to go ahead and search for Ava. “Nice to meet you, I’m Eveline Montgomery. Please continue.” Madeline started feeling nervous suddenly without her realizing it. “Nice to meet you, Miss Montgomery. So, here’s the deal. We’ve got the results for the unidentified sample on the sample note you brought that day. It’s human blood.” “It’s blood?” Madeline found herself astonished, not forgetting the note had Jeremy’s scent. “But how can blood be that color?”

To the new leader of the blood-born, Malakai was the ultimate prize—a never-ending, self-replenishing blood bag of pure sustenance. The entity pulled back, its jagged jaw smeared with Malakai's bright, vibrant crimson blood. The monster let out a low, vibrating hum of sheer satisfaction. With a casual, effortless tug, it hauled Malakai's limp, paralyzed body out of the mud by his ruined silk collar, dragging him backward toward the edge of the cliff like a piece of slaughtered meat.