Bloodborne Discoveries Novels & Stories

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

“Abby is the best at this. I’d hoped, when I met her during her graduate program, she’d start to lean into paleomicrobiology. It’s rare form for biologists, though. We’re the ones who find these things, who know where to look, what these samples could be, and then other scientists take over. She wanted the action of the process of discovery once that sample was already in her hand, not the thrill of the chase.” I smooth my hand over the ice again, noticing hairline cracks throughout the wall. “Anyway, she’ll run her tests, and we’ll know for sure what we’re looking at in a few weeks' time.” I form a fist against the ice before my hand falls to my side. “Alex?” “Yeah?” “What exactly did you f

"How? Do you mean Zach Howe? That useless trust fund brat? Has Ethan completely lost his mind? Has Tara eaten away at his brain? Associating with someone like him? Haha! Well, it won't be long before Ethan's name disappears from society entirely." Zach was not just a spoiled rich kid. He was dangerous and had blood on his hands. Ethan playing in his territory would leave nothing but scraps of bone behind. "Aren't you even a little curious why he's doing this?" "I'm not curious. His business isn't mine. Alright, I've got things to do. Hanging up now."

With my trembling hands, I grabbed the handle of the door, and it had just opened when Bell's scream froze us. I furrowed my eyebrows and turned back only to see her pale face with widened eyes. She covered her mouth with her hands and panicked. We followed her gaze and stared at the sink. The sight I saw sent chills down my spine. Blood was flowing instead of water from the tap, which had blown us all away. I choked in the air as she showed us the blood across her lips. "I told you, Bell. But still, you didn't listen to me."

Now, every surface was filled with supplies, and the reality of the situation settled heavily upon my shoulders. As a serologist, virologist, and DNA specialist, I recognized most of what I had transported, a research collection that could create miracles or wreak havoc if placed in the wrong hands. The juxtaposition of power and responsibility made my head spin. I recalled my own past, the fateful night when I was bitten by a rogue vampire at seventeen. It felt like a lifetime ago—Andrew, the youngest Lord of the vampire clan, had found me on the brink of death, and instead of condemning me for my fate, he had offered me a chance at life—an opportunity not only to exist but to thrive.

he asked. "That kid is such a hassle! Just as we were about to get her, she always disappears! I hate getting extra work!" Fos grabbed something on his desk, then threw it, hitting Kori's leg. This woman vampire bent down and picked up, it turned out to be a photograph. "I've found her. The Lily you wanted to destroy," Fos explained, making Kori grin scarily. *** Gail was pensive again. He looked down at the small bottle he was holding. A glass-based bottle that clearly shows its contents, which is a blood-red thick liquid.

I run into the woods, blood, I need blood. I sniff, there's a human in here, I look around, noticing two elderly couple walking and smiling at each other. I lick my lips. I speed in front of them which startled them. I quickly grab the old man neck and suck out all the blood in his vain, making the old lady scream. The man fell from my hand lifelessly, my eyes turn red, my demons showing itself, I look at the terrified woman before grabbing her and finishing what I started. *****"**

The hospital floor felt like it was turning into water. “What?” I breathed. “It’s a marker usually found in specific lineages,” the doctor continued, oblivious to the bomb he had just dropped. “Interestingly, there’s a record of a donor in our system with this exact rare signature. A Mr. Zander Blackwood. He’s listed as a rare-blood universal donor for our research wing.”

Alexis hissed holding back the pain she felt in the palm of her right hand right now. Serina made Alexis clasp her palm there, and started dripping Alexis' blood right on the ancient paper. And every time Alexis's blood dripped onto the paper, it immediately moved to make a clue. Alexis had absolutely no idea how her blood could do all that. Not long after that, the blood stopped moving, and Serina released her grip on Alexis' hand, then handed her a tissue to cover the wound on Alexis' hand. Serina looked at the result of the clue made by Alexis' blood drop there. Which Alexis blood forms a word, namely: Hunter.

Still, his gaze was fixed on Naomi and Celeste. Naomi and Celeste ran toward him. Celeste held his hand and sobbed, "Dad, are you okay?" "I'm fine, Celeste. I'm so happy to hear you call me 'Dad'." As he lost more and more blood, his consciousness slowly started to fade. "I'm sorry, Naomi." "Don't try to talk. Let's get you to the hospital first." With tears in her eyes, Naomi brought Celeste with her to the hospital. James had been stabbed in the liver and was severely injured. When he was rushed to the operating room, he was already knocking on death's door.