Elder Blood Novels & Stories

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.

Sin grabbed him by the collar, "Doctor, how dare you say that?" "It is the truth. Melissa must have been noticing the signs before it escalated to this level. I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do in this situation." Sin raised his fist to punch him, but Aurelio stepped between them, "Calm down," and to Edward, "There is an antidote to it, right?" "There is, but it's almost impossible to get it as it is very rare," "What is the antidote," Aurelio asked. "The golden blood. It is a very rare type of blood that belongs to only a few people in this world," Edward explained.

"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

Natasha gritted her teeth in anger. Beatrice adjusted her sitting posture, "But is the situation that serious? The news described the illness as a mere seizure, how come it's so dire now?" Natasha could feel a headache coming on, "Yes it was a serious seizure but what worsened the patient's illness is different. He needs steady blood transfusion too but his blood type isn't available anywhere in the country or out. He has a blood type so rare that it's called golden blood. Only fifty people are known to possess it in the whole world!"

He cries out in pain, unable to form another word, his eyes skittering back and forth, unable to settle in his one spot, fluttering like a trapped moth. He was slowly dying as his blood pressure was dropping faster than his heart beat. “I’m really sorry, I’m sorry… I don’t want to die.” “What do you think of me?” I place my hand on my chest, feeling a little offended, “I am not going to let you die. You see, Elias here is very good at digging up things about people, even the tiny details like your blood type.” I turned to Elias as a realization just hit me, “That is right, the human red blood cells are quite different from ours due to their special antigen generator. Which means if we perfor