Buffy Blood Ties Novels & Stories

“We’re going to go through this.” One thing he understood about blood ties; no matter how much control someone had on themselves, they would cave in to the blood ties. In order to help Mira to ease her transformation and gained better control of herself, severing the blood ties was her only option. Cohen knew that one day Damien would use the blood ties on her if she shifted before she severed the blood ties. Blood dies were created solely for the purpose to control the subordinate. That was how the master often controlled their slaves. It was time to expand the search for Damien Kincaid.

“Here, take my blood, take as much as you need to treat my little girl.” “We've already taken a sample of yours, ma'am. You're not a match. Your blood type is B positive, Tiffany's is AB negative.” My mouth dried up “Wh...when was that?” “When you brought her in. You were crying while we treated Tiffany, I wasn't sure you were conscious of anything else going on.” “Okay, so I'm not a match...Get from a blood bank or something.” my voice rose with impatience. Every ticking second, knowing my girl was in pain, was killing me from the inside.

"Hmm, as far as I know, all in-betweens get them. In some cases they are born into the same family and are just fine. For example the two of you are twins and you have a bond that you share. So in their case they are closer to being vampires when in the same family more of a bond that goes down to blood even. In our case and many others we don't have that additional bond of blood. We have to relive our life over through dreaming we don't remember the way humans or you guys do. "In Blair-Boo's case she is reincarnation and I'm not so I have to be careful of how I interact with her because I can show her our past life together. This time she saw what lead to her death but I can show her so muc

He seems to want to know every inch of me before he grips me more firmly and his cold mouth kisses my shoulder. “There are ties other than mate bonds or blood ties. There are ties centuries old and ties for future generations. Ours are both. As a Vampire I have mates who are nearly as immortal as I am and some will not become ours until certain changes have come or certain transformations have been completed. This is something I know, something I can feel, but I do not know how or when. I can just see threads of connection to you and your mates,” Draknar whispers dangerously. “So you are uncertain exactly how we are connected, just that we are?” I ask.

Elder Cliff observed. “I didn’t mark her on purpose, I was trying to get her to drink my blood. My blood had taken Chelsea to the dragon realm and there she remembered everything that had happened to her, my intention was for Megan to remember me, remember her previous life,” I said. “So how did the bonding happen then?” Elder Michael asked me. “Typhon mingled our blood and accepted our bond. I’m not sorry though, if Megan hadn’t been taken we’d be bonded now,” I said.

“The blood tie. You keep talking about how it makes the pups stronger. How it binds Kai to you in ways we cannot match. Do you think that gives you more claim than the rest of us? Do you think your blood makes you special in his eyes?” Aurelius stiffened. His amber eyes narrowed slightly, but he kept his tone measured. “The blood is fact, not preference. It flows in the pups. It flows in Kai. That does not diminish what you or Cassian give him. But it is there. It cannot be ignored. I am not trying to take him from you. I am only saying the connection is real, and we should face what it means for the pups. For all of us.”

"You're onto something - Ardal is struggling right now - but I can explain why." Kadeem scoffed incredulously, ready for another round of lies. "Go ahead," he said flatly. Rayburn flinched as Riley tightened her grip on his shoulders. He drew in a shaky breath. "Vampires are connected through blood," he said, his expression darkening, "For forever. There's an unbreakable bond shared across their bloodline." A hint of sorrow crossed his face as he continued, "And between the sire and progeny, there's an eternal hold." His body seemed to shudder involuntarily as the last words left his mouth.

Liora said. Bram rubbed his temples. “They want fear. The whole city’s already whispering the old name again—Marcelli Syndicate.” “Let them whisper,” Varian said. “By dawn, I’ll give them something else to say.” Liora looked at him. “What are you planning?” “Balance,” he said simply. “They want to remind me I can bleed. I’ll remind them what happens when I stop caring.” “Varian—” He turned, eyes locked on hers. “I’ve played mercy long enough.”

Eva turned to me and said," Oh ya, totally forgot; my overprotective father and fiance think I need a bodyguard, so here he is, my personal Bodyguard Sher. I acknowledged him and said hi with a slight head non, and he did the same...to everyone, it would seem Sher, and I met for the first time. I prefer it that way. This really was the Twilight Zone. I was startled out of my thought when a hand with long coffin-shaped red nails shoved me to the side of the car, and Natasha the Barbie Shah stepped out with her bony leg and gaudy sparkly Manolo Blahnik. Clearly adding a few inches to her, she still was shorter than me in my Hermes Oran flats.

Clarice assumed Kaze had no friends. Buffy might be lying, so Clarice could not take her word for it. “He and I are very close. I’d be pissed if I find out he’s involved with another girl,” Buffy said deliberately for Clarice to brace herself.