Buffy Blood Ties Novels & Stories

The next blow has the bag tearing from the ceiling, falling to the ground with a loud thud that rings out. I feel Winter's gaze on my back. My chest heaving, I turn out and walk away before I lose control. See? Definitely not jealous. “This shouldn't be happening.” I growl to myself. I had so many questions. When I marked Winter, and then the next day, the Blood-Fang relic was used on her with Derrick, did that mean she had two separate bonds with the both of us? If so, that raises even more questions. Has there ever been someone with more than one bond? Especially between witches and werewolves?

As she fought and clawed at him, Lavinia took the opportunity to lean into the taller girl beside her. "What is this? Where are those girls going?" The taller girl glanced between Lavinia and the crying girl. "Astor is choosing his next batch of meals." "Astor…" That name was familiar to Lavinia. Everyone knew the Astor Family, a Vampire Clan that had control of an entire supply chain of blood. Every vulnerable citizen knew the process. Astor Industries grew and manufactured blood to sell to other vampires, eliminating the need to hunt. But blood does not grow without life. Rumors swirled around that family that they ran farms, raising humans for the slaughter, and selling their blood

Thaddeus, Marcus, Zendaya, although surprisingly, she put him on his ass harder than Marcus did. Half of the people he is closest to, Xander tried to bite at least once after he was first turned. Thaddeus's blood was bitter, and so was Marcus's. Ryder's blood was almost sweet, but he got knocked out when he tried to bite Angelica. Maddox's blood isn't too bad, but Xander's baby girl's blood is the sweetest! Abigail elbows Xander when she feels her mate becoming aroused. "This is not the place to get aroused!"

“Do they feed on you?” She got quiet and looked into her lap. “It’s been a very long time since I’ve shared a blood bond with a vampire, but in the past, yes.” “What is a blood bond?” “A lot of vampires like to treat humans as their own personal blood bag. It’s easier and more convenient to them than having to find a new source all the time. One vampire might have multiple humans. The blood bond is when you feed from each other directly. So the vampire feeds from here or here,” she motions to her wrists and neck, as well as other easily accessible areas. “And sometimes if they have taken too much, they must replenish our energy so we in turn feed from them. It creates a blood bond, a connect

Now, here I sat years later surrounded by family and friends who were all determined that Jude and I would succeed. Our family tree might have started off with different roots, but over the years our trunks had grown together until the branches now wove an artistic tapestry of love. It wasn't born from DNA or bloodlines but by choice. And we were all connected by those family ties. The End 2 1

"Your blood is different from ours you can't get in" " I'm not a vampire"Castus snap,she open the door and pause. "You're a dotedrin,a witch believed to be a killer,the witches cast spells and create barrier for humans against your kind"She step in and gasp.

And not only that, the Alpha was her distant cousin. Sapphira felt the room pressing in around her. Her heart was racing, and she knew he would be able to smell her fear. She clamped down on her emotions, willing her heart to slow. "According to his diaries, anyway." He winked at her. "Oh, that's incredible." She stuttered, taking a bite of her food. He told her that his ancestors were powerful wolves and successful in many of the monarchy's wars. Hence, the King had allowed marriage between his sister and the Alpha of a tiny pack in the south. It was also the reason that the packhouse screamed of old money.

“You’re done, Harrison. Whatever you think you’re holding over me, whatever you think you can bargain with you’re finished.” Harrison tapped the stack of folders beside him. Thick. Bound. Labeled. “You underestimate me, brother.” Savannah blinked. “Brother?” Her chest tightened. She knew the Sterling bloodline was twisted, but Harrison’s grin widened. He pointed at one of the thick files. “You don’t know the truth, Savannah. He never told you.” “Don’t listen to him,” Jackson growled. Harrison continued anyway. “Do you know what those files are?” he asked Savannah. “They aren’t evidence of my crimes. They’re evidence of his.”

Fury blazed through me, and I scoffed, "Jonathan Jenson, you truly are ridiculous! You spend my money so frivolously, yet you expect me to be frugal? You know better than anyone just how much of my money you and your mother have spent behind my back! "I've never made an issue out of it, yet you two have the nerve to lecture me now? Saying I'm wasting money, all over a milkshake?" Leah was instantly annoyed at how I was lashing out at Jonathan. Heaving her massive body to her feet, she stepped toward Jonathan and spread her arms wide in a protective gesture. "Cassie Yowley, Jon is your future husband! How dare you talk back to him? Besides, how are your situations possibly the same? Jon is a

Dad's hands trembled violently as he reached under my nose to see if I was still breathing. "C-Chelsea's not breathing," he said in alarm. Mom rushed over and knelt beside me, frantically examining my body. By then, I had been dead for seven or eight hours. My body was cold, and my lips had turned a dark purple. Even the rashes on my arm, the ones caused by my allergic reaction, had darkened into a shocking mottled purple.