Blood Sharing Vampire Diaries Novels & Stories

Stefan and Elena are probably lovers right now. Wait for a second—my eyes widened as soon as something smacked my mind. I replayed the scene—where Damon feeds blood from Caroline and then he compels her to forget about it. Hannah, the girl I met in the washroom—there were marks on her neck, but she didn't remember how she felt. And coming today, it was Bella — she said she met in an accident, but I feel like she was lying. I jumped out of bed while watching some vampire scenes in the vampire diaries.

I smile as I am surprised once again when the shy little hacker gets to her feet without the sheet as cover and actually faces me as she says, “I am a girl who happened to stumble onto something that she shouldn’t have, and I have been paying the price of that stumble since I was 13.” However, I already knew this as all our tests have come back that she is fully human. She does have a little vampire blood in her, but I put that down to the bite mark on her shoulder and the blood bond that would have created, as the sharing of blood is a common thing when vampires have sex. I step up to her and give her a hard backhand before grabbing her and then punching her in the stomach.

Shining a torch in my eyes, the light makes me wince and Reaper screams out in pain as I bring my hands up over my eyes. “What the fuck are you doing?” Daryl yells at the new doctor almost shoving him away from me, but the doctor barely moves. “She needs blood” “Like a transfusion, how’s that going to help?” The other doctor asks. “No, she needs to drink blood.” I gulp at the thought of it, I had hated the idea before but now it seemed like it was life or death. “This is because she is part vampire?” Daryl asks, his hand once again holding onto mine.

" Fine, take it off. We'll go to the woods and you can have my blood." Darren's eyes became intense as he stared at her and held her hands in his. " You would do that for me? Again?" He asked and Sharlynn shook her head and said, " I don't want you having someone else's blood remember?" And he grinned at her obvious jealous tone. Sharlynn couldn't believe the irony of their discussion. She hates vampires like Tom and his likes but here she was completely crazy about a vampire - who hates being one and despises vampires.

No one could have predicted that the day would come when Malcolm as self-assured as he would become sweet and childish. “Done… Are you feeling better?” “Probably… But just a little! Do you know? Vampires like me are usually scared of bleeding. Because if we lose blood, this can affect our lives and health. If it's the lightest, I'll be dizzy and tired… I need to replenish my blood right now to prevent that" Malcolm says seriously, the man's face also turns extremely serious which makes Mia blame herself even more. After thinking for a while, she softly says to the man:

A shiver creeps through my body, knowing that Jessblue's blood is like no other. I could feed on any Bampire, but it would not have the same effect as Jessblue’s virgin blood. She was born with a rare genetic blood type called SD7. The purity of the blood that runs in her veins is different than the average female Bampires on Bluestoria. It makes me and Cameron feel like drug addicts every time we feed on her. I turn my head to the right and look up to see an unconscious Jessblue, smiling and admiring the work I just performed on her.

“I'd give anything to have a father like that.” “Yeah,” she murmured. “I really am.” “Bella, come here,” said Victor. It was a command, not an invitation. “What's that?” she asked, eying the box warily. “It's a supply of blood since human donors aren't practical right now,” he said, lifting the top of the cooler to reveal six one-pint bags filled with dark red liquid. Now she understood what the confusing mixture of scents had been. Blood behaved a lot like food to vampires. When it was hot and fresh, coursing through the vein, its scent was easy to distinguish. When it was chilled or frozen, the scent lingered but wasn't overpowering.

Despite not choosing to be a pure-blooded vampire, I was born that way. My mother, who was a human hunter and fighter, caught the attention of a pure-blood vampire a hundred years ago due to her strength. However, since she was a human three generations before me, she has already passed away, leaving behind cells that carry a hereditary trait. These cells determine if a pure-blood vampire is born and cause my father excruciating pain, as if he were giving birth. Additionally, they manifest as tattoos on my body, initially appearing faint but becoming more prominent as I age. This is why I can walk during the day despite the intense sunlight. In contrast, servant vampires, who are only bitten

“See, you can touch.” Cameron broke, leaning his head onto Rhett’s shoulder, shaking with silent sobs, and Rhett put his arms around him, rubbing up and down his back, not caring if the nurses saw or what they thought. “It’s okay, Cam,” he murmured. Cameron cried hot, he thought absently, his mate growing sweaty with his weeping, so that when Cameron lifted his head, his red hair stuck to his forehead in wet strands. “Isn’t that dangerous?” Rhett asked Talen over Cameron’s shoulder. “To give her your blood? Isn’t that how you make other vampires? Won’t it do something to her? She’s not… she’s not normal.”

Scratching the side of my jaw, I slowly nod my head, unsure if I’m making the right decision, and ask, “Can we wait a few days, so my wife will get the chance to be at his side if he passes?” “We can do that.” “Will you require more blood from me for Nate?” My blood type is O, and it’s a very rare one, just like Nate's, who is type AB. My blood cells are very universal, giving me the benefit of being able to donate to anyone. I suppose you can say it’s a rare superpower I possess. As for Nate, he can not receive blood from just anyone. Riddled with guilt and the images of Mia using her body as a human shield to protect my abi, I offered to donate my blood to Nate without hesitation—twice.