Elder Blood Novels & Stories

I said to Brett and turned around as the doctor came out of the room. “Alex,” he said and shook my hand. He had delivered Regen and he was Jo’s doctor. “Is she okay? The baby?” I asked him and he put his hand on my shoulder. “The bleeding is a bit more than I’d like to see, but I’m going to keep her overnight and monitor her. The bruising on her abdomen is quite likely what caused the bleeding. The baby’s heartbeat is normal but we’ll monitor that as well for any changes. I’d say the next twenty-four hours will be make or break,” he said to me.

my father growled. "I have every right to be worried, they went in without a single soul feeling them and-" "and i will take care of this personally, but do not fucking dare come and throw insults on my child got it?" The two alphas clashes their auras in one another, my father a dark golden sandy eyes with my grandfathers that looked the same. without saying much he left with my grandmother and turned away. my uncle stayed worried he said something "where is Elena" i asked him, her wedding got ruined. "she is checking on the injured, tomorrow we will get a better understanding of what happend exactly." my uncle replied.

At the hospital, the doctor examined Olly. His face looked solemn. “He’s suffering from acute hemolysis. He has to receive a blood transfusion immediately. “However, his blood type is rare. It’s AB negative. We don’t have any blood of his type on hold currently.” Emma started crying from fear. “Doctor, you can take my blood! I’m Type A!” The doctor shook his head. “Direct family members can’t donate blood. Besides, you’re not a match.”

he tells him. The maid rush back with his bag of blood but became terrified by Philip's eyes and fangs. He sped up to her a bite her neck, she yelled as she tries to pull him away but he kept going deep. Her blood. It was the scenery of what they want. Red. Thick. Liquid. Human. Blood. The maid's body drop dead on the floor. "We are to become an Elite, if you hurt a witch, the Andres family will have our head. Stay away, am I understood?" He asked which only angers Carlos. "Am I understood?" He yelled facing the dead body.

Elena's point of view. Sitting on either side of the kitchen table, Elizabeth sips her fresh, steaming tea and begins, "There are four Elder Blood packs on the continent—the four original Alpha bloodlines. VuK., Gold, Zander, Barsek." You know Alexa, Vanda's sister is mated to Alpha Gold? Elizabeth asked me and I nodded.

Which one of us is sounding like a child right now? "I can't make any promises but I'll do my best. I can tell she's anemic and might be needing some blood. It would really help if you could arrange some AB negative blood, just in case. Though that blood type is very rare so it might take some time to find, especially one that matches." The doctor said and a burning desire to be useful rose in my chest. I would use all my resources, even go to the human realm myself to get the blood for her if I have to.

“What does that mean? Isn’t there any way to get him the blood he needs?” The doctor sighed. “Rh-null is exceedingly rare. Only a few dozen people worldwide are known to have this blood type. We’ve reached out to international blood banks, but the fastest option would be a direct family donor.” Grand Miller’s face darkened, and his hand fell from Emma’s shoulder. “A direct family donor?” The doctor nodded. “Yes. Would you or another relative be willing to undergo compatibility testing?” The room fell silent, the quietness feeling thick and heavy. Grand Miller's usual calm face showed signs of struggle. Grand Miller took a deep breath, then whispered, "I can't."

She smiled weakly. "Mom..." Stephanie said, getting slightly red shade in her face. "That's okay Stephanie. Your mom is little worried." I said smiling lightly. "Darla, can you explain to Mrs.Lisbon what SCA is?" I turned to Darla. She coughed nervously. "Sickle cell anemia is an inherited red blood cell disorder in which there aren't enough healthy red blood cells to carry oxygen throughout your body." She said. Normally, the flexible, round red blood cells move easily through blood vessels. In sickle cell anemia, the red blood cells are shaped like sickles or crescent moons. These rigid, sticky cells can get stuck in small blood vessels, which can slow or block blood flow and oxygen to par

Eulalia felt a stifling in her chest and vomited blood, the heat under her intensifying, as if emptying her entire body. “Baby, I’m sorry... it’s my fault...” Her vision darkened, and after a last glance at the child beside her, she closed her eyes. Eulalia was hemorrhaging, her blood oxygen plummeting rapidly, the operating room lights casting a pale glow on her already pale face. The doctor had anticipated this step and started preparing a blood transfusion. Her blood type was rare, making her situation precarious, but fortunately, Percival had brought a blood donor volunteer, Evadne.

The moment I saw his expression, I knew it was worse than Sarah had indicated. "Tell me," I demanded, gripping his arms. "She hit her head when she fell. There's internal bleeding, and they need to operate immediately." His voice was steady, but his hands were trembling. "Bella, she needs blood. A lot of it." "Then get it! Whatever type she needs, buy the entire hospital's supply if necessary." Lucas looked devastated. "That's the problem. Emma has a rare blood type—AB negative with a specific antigen profile. They've tested everyone available here, but no one's a match."