روايات وقصص ضمن Blue-blooded

The man had a very dark history among us commons. It is known that the blood of royals is immortal. Meaning, once you’re a royal, wedded to a royal and sealed by blood covenant or born of a royal. You would live eternally. There was only one plant, of which its name is always only known by the King and the Chief Healer of the castle, could kill a royal. It is said its venom is slid into the hilt of a dagger and when it is very necessary, the royal would be stabbed directly in his/her heart to put an end to their lives.

Rae Frank Rivers. The name remained on the screen, black letters against faded paper. For thirteen years, he had existed only as a shadow buried beneath memories I could not reach. Now he had a place in an official ledger, marked beside a symbol Jesse recognized. My father had not disappeared from history. Someone had recorded exactly where he belonged. “What does Pureblood mean?” I asked. Jesse’s fingers remained still above the tablet. “It was a movement made up of families from several packs. They believed bloodlines weakened whenever wolves bonded with humans or mixed-blood descendants.”

"I look like I’ve been dipped in fountain pen ink!" "No, no!" I insisted, gesturing wildly to the stunned reporter. "Zis is... ze Royal Blue! In ancient texts, ze kings of old would turn zis color to show ze purity of zeir blood! It is a miracle!" "It’s a lawsuit!" Alaric screamed, his hands fly-swatting at his own face. "Evelyn! Do something! Get this... this blue off me!" Beatrice, recovering her professional instincts, signaled the cameraman. "Get the shot! 'The Prince of Blue Blood', this is going viral in five minutes!"

I’m curious what they did. “Oh, hermana! You won’t believe how amazing Nyx’s blood is! It’s naturally producing Methylene Blue! That was originally lab created to help with malaria and was also known to have wound healing abilities, but Nyx naturally produces and it’s completely unheard of!” Mia said with a full-on smile.

Julianne's jaw dropped and she pointed out, "Is it not when someone can't do without something that they call it an addiction?" "Exactly!" Cassian said in an excited voice. "I've been drinking blood from other sources, but yours is five time more better even with a single drop."

Being one of the originals, it was a big deal which is why she had more options than most were allowed. You’ll probably hear a lot about pure bloods through this tale. It basically means that we never mixed with mortals. Our blood is old, powerful and untainted. I really don’t get into how that’s possible. More Hail’s cup of tea as he’s the Caretaker. Boiled down this simply means Hail is my right hand, and a historian slash advisor. Roman’s my left, and Kai is kinda the legs I stand on.

“You are a Blueblood. Who are your parents, child?” “Queen.” I snatch my hands back. “You'll refer to me as such. And what does a Blueblood means?” She tilts her head to the side, her icy blue eyes scanning me. “Someone with the blood of a witch. Is either of your parents a witch, Queen?”

I say, choosing not to be direct with you. "I have heard," he says, entering the house, and walking past me. "A word reached me. That Blue Blood is going to start flowing in the veins of your family's lineage. Is that so?" I am not very surprised that he found out. Nothing ever goes past him. "I wouldn't have reached that conclusion if I were you," I say, following after him. "Why not? Don't you want that? You know we are not like the human race. We only get one partner our entire life and we never get to choose who it should be. It is quite inevitable that the Blue Blood will soon flow in the veins of your descendants," he says.

Red indicates hostility, white indicates neutrality, and blue is a kind soul. There were more auras in detail, but as a mage that went to and fro between the great forest and the capital, I can summarize the auras based on what I see at the moment, which were golden, black, and seven colours of rainbow. Golden is a symbol of royalty, which all the pureblood royals emit. Black indicates beings from the underworld. It's doesn't solely mean black aura is bad, it is just a way to determine whether someone is a dead person or not because I can also see them.

Due to this most-awaited game, our school is now full with their students, all of which are wearing red shirts with the yellow logo scribbled all over it. Even their color of choice is as bad as their skills. "Oh look, it's the little rich kids, the elite group," A sarcastic voice I've came to recognize and hate with a passion had me rolling my eyes in annoyance. Every damn year. I turned around to meet Kai's eyes as they traveled from me to the rest of the group, "Here is Mr. bling-bling," His eyes were on Zack, using his usual slangs, "And the booshie girls," He added looking at me and Sally, "And the poor boy who could never fit in," He finished his usual insult by looking at Conner.