Elder Blood Novels & Stories

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.

She briefly told them about the vision that she had seen and heard Elias' sharp intake of breath. "Blood leaf," he whispered. A minute frown formed in between her brows as Erica looked at him in confusion. "Blood leaf?" she echoed. Lucien replied, "The name comes from the reddish colour of the leaf and because it is poisonous. The leaves look similar to that of Maple trees, therefore, hardly anyone can differentiate."

The doctor supplied. “No!” Fred screamed. “She’ll be fine.” “Then we better get that blood. It’s a rare group and only the person who shares that blood group can supply to the patient. Do you know anyone who is B+?” Fred shook his head painfully. He was O- and if he had his way, he would drain all the blood in his system to save Sylvia.” “I know someone!” Eleanor blurted. Fred had stars in his eyes while the doctor smiled. Fred hurried toward Eleanor after pulling out his phone. “Can you give me the person’s contact? We need them here right now and they can mention any amount in the world. I’ll pay.”

Felix didn't waste time on pleasantries and immediately approached the gathered bodies. After examining them for over ten minutes, Felix walked back to Xena. "It doesn't appear to be the work of Necrobound, but I can't rule it out entirely. All these people are missing their lifeblood." Lifeblood—also known as vital essence—was the deep red blood that flowed directly from the heart's main artery. In traditional medicine, it was considered the essence of life, derived from the transformation of nutrients by the spleen and stomach, and crucial to a person's health.

Another nurse cleaned the inside of my elbow with cold antiseptic. “You’re doing the right thing,” she said gently. I nodded, for Alice. Everything for Alice. The needle slid in, a sharp sting followed by steady pressure, and dark red began flowing through the tube. I watched it, my blood going to her, my heart twisting painfully. I tried to slow my breathing, but my thoughts wouldn’t obey. AB negative. A rare type. A perfect match. And the disorder the doctor mentioned—congenital. Present from birth.

But we have a problem. "A problem?" Hunter's voice was tense. "There's no stock of her blood type in the blood bank. Aunt Elara isn't a match, and Uncle Alberto can't donate because of his health condition," Claire explained. "We've contacted other hospitals, but none have Aleah's blood type either." "What blood type does she need?" Hunter asked. "AB Rh-negative," Claire replied. "Take mine then," Hunter declared without hesitation. As soon as Claire revealed Aleah's rare blood type, Hunter immediately volunteered to be her donor, as they shared the same blood type. Claire promptly brought him to the testing center to confirm his compatibility for the transfusion.

My fingers trembled as I palm my face, trying to gather myself. “Elijah?” I managed, voice hoarse. Why am I not surprised? “You own BloodMatch?” A dark chuckle spilled through the line. “Well, someone has to make sure all my loving idiot brothers eat on a regular basis,” Elijah drawled, his voice smooth but laced with something dangerous.

"God! I'm a doctor. I'm not supposed to be scared like this, but I can't help it. This is my son!" "Shanty, wait. Lucas is my son too. Wifey, please, explain it to me," Evan asked. Shantelle took a deep breath and said, "Bone marrow is a substance found in the center of our bones. It manufactures bone marrow stem cells and other substances, which in turn produce blood cells." Shantelle gulped and added, "Lucas, is not producing enough of these healthy blood cells. It's not severe, but the fact that his results are below the normal range means we need to have him checked further."

a creature of glass and stone who had signed my divorce papers without a second thought. "Well, you’ve got a rare blood type, Rose," Brenda said, turning to her tablet. "I was looking at your initial lab results. O-Negative with a specific enzyme variant. We don't see that often in the local population. I actually had a system flag when I entered your data." The air in the room suddenly felt very thin. I sat up, clutching my shirt closed. "A flag?"

"How bad is Elyseen's condition?" "Very bad. He had a nosebleed, and his platelets dropped dramatically. At three o'clock, his platelet count had dropped to sixty thousand. Elyseen needs a blood donor immediately at six o'clock, but the blood type A is running out. Jensen has been trying to contact all of his colleagues to find a blood stock for Elyseen, but right now the blood stock for type A is completely running out. The dengue fever epidemic is ravaging the state of Nevada at the moment, so stocking up on blood is tough. I know you are blood type A, same as Elyseen, so please give some of your blood for Elyseen. He really needs it Acelon.” Edna pleaded with a pitiful face and almost kne