Buffy Blood Ties Novels & Stories

“That's a nice thought, but you'll never do that. You’ll fight with the vampires.” “Why? Because you’ll order me to do it?” He shook his head. “No. Because you’re not human anymore…you’ll end up going where your blood goes, it’s our nature.” “My father is human, and I have his blood too.” “Not anymore you don’t … I drained you, remember – my blood is your blood.” “What does that mean? My blood is your blood?” “The vampire blood ties are stronger than any human familial ties, it overrides any human bonds you might have had.”

Her eyes were wide, unfocused, but tears spilled down her cheeks. “I… I remember…” she whispered, trembling. “The dress… the blood… someone screaming…” Her voice cracked into a sob. Damien held her tighter, feeling the walls of his carefully contained grief crack wide open. “She’s remembering,” Cassandra whispered sharply from the doorway, her own eyes wet. Sofia cursed under her breath. “It’s starting.” Collapse Emma was dragged away, thrashing and screaming, but Valerie’s collapse stole the room’s attention. Her body shook violently in Damien’s arms, her nails digging into his shirt as fragmented memories ripped through her mind like glass shards. She saw flashes of Damien’s face streaked

Sapphire stared at her father to her mother, who nodded her head in affirmation to her. "I would love to, but the thing is I can't." All eyes in the room were on her. "You see, we are not the same blood group I'm negative while he is positive." "Oh." Fredrick sighed. "So doctor, we are going through with my suggestion." "Which is?" Lucy butted in. "Draw blood from me." "But the doctor just said you aren't fit." "I know that, but I need to save my son." "No, Ford don't do this, I can't have you save a life and lose another."

Their sighs, moans, groans, grunts echoed into the night. Raziel squeezed the soft skin of her butt as he came undone inside of her. His hold on her suddenly tightened as the need to take her blood came over him again. Her body was satisfying his masculine sexual needs, but he needed her blood to satisfy his vampiric needs. Ever since he tasted her blood, he confirmed that she was the sweetest he had ever tasted, and he had tasted many siren blood. It also made him consider the possibility of her being a siren.

Steven- amara. All the blood on my body was now running cold out of fear. This can't be, no not my baby. But why haven't pet felt his brother? Fuck ! They are not bonded like we are to family, humans with beast. Can't link but can track each other through blood. They drink or place little drop of blood in their mouth to look in the the past few days of their loved one to really see what happened. So all we need is her blood if they have her or one of her protectors.

Her fingers glowed faintly in the moonlight, a silver pulse that had not been there before. Selene froze, eyes widening. “What… what is that?” Kael’s gaze snapped to Elara. “It’s your blood,” he said urgently. “It’s part of you. And if you learn to control it… you’ll be unstoppable.” The bond pulsed between them, alive and demanding. Elara felt heat, strength, and a wildness that mirrored Kael’s own wolf. Her chest rose and fell with the rhythm of the bond, and the forest seemed to respond—leaves rustled, shadows danced, the wind itself carrying her pulse.

"Wait. Whatever you want, I can give it to you. Money, anything. I'm taking both of them with me." Ethan steadied himself and regained his composure as he locked his sharp eyes onto Amber. Anyone else might have been intimidated, but Amber was not one to scare easily. She did not even lift her gaze before waving her hand. Tara panicked as her tears spilled uncontrollably while Ethan's eyes stayed on her, filled with nothing but heartache and tenderness. At that moment, I probably looked like the greatest villain of all. It was as if I was someone who had torn apart the fated love story of two star-crossed lovers.

First Buffy: I linked our bloody digits. "With this, our blood is mixed. You are Buffy of House Ishara from this moment forth. You are the first of this House. You are our spear and shield," I met her gaze. She started crying. "You are Helena of House Ishara from this moment forth," I continued on. "You are the second of this House. You keep the records of our Host, keep track of our deeds, sins and accounts." Helena began weeping too. Had I said 'just joking', the cleaning team would have been finding torn pieces of me weeks later.

The man connected to the debt threatening her family. For the first time, she realized their lives had been moving toward something unavoidable. Something dangerous. And somewhere far beyond Briar Hollow, within the halls of an ancient castle, the First Blood Vampire sat upon his throne. Before him rested a report. A report concerning one girl. One hybrid. One future bride. The vampire king slowly closed the document. A faint smile appeared on his lips. "The time is approaching." His crimson eyes glowed in the darkness. Outside his castle, thunder roared across the night sky.

Myself. Then another image appeared. Darren. His glowing eyes fixed on me possessively. Then Percy smiling softly during training. Ken pinning me against the library shelves. Caden kissing me in front of the tournament crowd. My wolf reacted violently to every image. The bond between us all pulsed painfully through my chest. I gasped again and grabbed my head tightly. “Make it stop.” Rhea looked terrified now. “The Blood Moon is connecting your emotional bonds directly to your magic.” “That sounds bad!” Jessie yelled.