Blood Saya Novels & Stories

Something was definitely amiss. Blood!.

I turn to see he has shifted to allow him to communicate. “Her blood type is A. She’s human. Why?” Bobby asks cautiously. “Because if there is a compatible blood type, I can try to do a field transfusion,” a man answers. He walks towards us, trying to shake a rope from his leg. “I’m type B,” Bobby says. “I’m RhD negative; Eve is type O,” Max says. “Eve, it will have to be you if you are willing,” the man says. “I am,” I tell him as I continue to apply pressure to Sarah’s neck.

The doors slammed shut. I was left in the corridor, shaking, drenched in his blood, my breaths ragged and broken. Minutes bled into each other. A doctor appeared, his expression grave. “We’ve stopped the bleeding, but his blood pressure is unstable. He’s lost more than we like.” My legs buckled. “Do whatever you need—take mine—take all of it—” He shook his head. “His type is extremely rare. AB negative. We don’t have enough in our bank.”

she remarked coldly. Ethan's mother broke into renewed sobs. Mara felt helpless, unable to think of a solution. Soon, the doctor emerged from the ICU. "The patient is losing a significant amount of blood. We need a blood donor for him," the doctor announced urgently. "What's his blood type?" Adrian inquired. "He needs B positive blood. We need it urgently to save his life. The bullet pierced his veins, causing severe blood loss," the doctor explained hurriedly. "How much do you need? We'll pay for it," Ethan's mother said, her voice trembling with fear.

I surveyed the forest as I found an onugbu tree, I cut off leaves as much as I could then rushed back to mama. My brother had brought the water, I knelt before mama, listening aptly to her instructions. I did all she had told me, taking precarious steps not to forget any procedures. My brother would watch attentively as an amateur doctor does in a practical examination. The bleeding stopped – I yelled in utmost confusion. “Mama, the bleeding stopped!” I yelled almost losing my voice. “I knew you could do it” she replied in a weak tone. “Is mama going to be alright?” my brother asked with darting eyes.

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.

)* **New Passive: Hemomancy Vitality** - All blood (ally/enemy) within 50m amplifies healing output by 300%. - User immune to blood-loss effects; converts bleed damage to MP regen (+10,000/sec). **New Active 1: Blood Rain (Lv. MAX)** - **Cost:** 50,000 MP - **Cooldown:** 5 min - **Effect:** Summon corrosive blood rain over 1km AoE (DoT: 5,000 HP/sec for 30 sec; Ignores 90% armor/resists). Allies healed for 50% of enemy damage dealt.

At the emergency room doors, Seth sat with his head bowed, fingers tapping anxiously on the bench, his whole frame radiating tension. Bella asked what had happened. Only then did she learn that Faye had a clotting disorder. She'd gotten dizzy while showering, fallen, and hit her head on the tub. The impact had caused internal bleeding. Not long after, a doctor emerged from the emergency room. "She's lost a lot of blood. Is there any family who can donate?" Seth stood up instantly. "I will!" "What's your blood type?" the doctor asked. "The patient is Rh-negative."

The liquid is red—blood, and what I stumbled upon is a body. I let out a scream of horror as I crawl away from the scene. ##########