Novel & Cerita Elder Blood

one of the doctors barked. Olivia stopped at the edge of the emergency room entrance. The staff wouldn’t let her in. She stood frozen, trembling, her hand covering her mouth. Her eyes locked on the door that had just shut tightly in front of her. Time crawled. Every second sliced through her chest like a knife. Minutes later, a nurse approached her. The young woman held a clipboard, her expression tight with concern. “Miss Olivia,” she said gently. “We’ve run a blood test on Elliana. Unfortunately… her blood type is very rare—AB Rh-negative. We don’t have it in the hospital’s blood bank.”

"The energy is too great. My crystal is already cracked. It won't hold him long. Rakar, you know what this is?" Rakar nodded stiffly, his face deathly pale. "Moon Blood." "Moon Blood?" Revira repeated, confused. "A blood disease? Leukemia?" "Not a disease," Eldric interjected firmly. "It is a legacy. A curse. A gift. Call it what you will." Eldric walked to the window, closing the curtains tightly as if afraid someone might be peering in from the darkness outside.

"A transfusion...okay. Do you have the blood he needs?" The doctor shook his head. "His blood type is AB negative—very rare. We checked the blood bank, but we don’t have a match. We’ll need to test family members." "I will do it; I am his mother; I should be a match," Eliza said without hesitation. The test did not take long, but when the results came back, the doctor’s expression told her everything. "I'm sorry Ms Eliza, you are not a match," he said gently.

"By the way, have you received the specimen?" "Yes, I am actually on my way to get his blood results," Perth paused for a while, and I heard indistinctive noises from the background. I turned at Port, watching Ben 10 on the television, unbothered. "Eros, don't be shocked!" he sounded with urgency. "Spill," "Port has golden blood," "He does?" my eyes went out from the news. Having golden blood was rare; the ratio was 1 in every 6 million people. It also has its advantages and disadvantages. I knew because I was one of them.

I blinked at him. "What do you mean?" "The blood," he said as he pulled out a vial of AB. The black ink on the vial read Rh-negative, and I felt myself salivate at the look of it. "This blood type is very rare in human society. It's also delicious for us, well, not as tasty as yours. More importantly, it's from a healthy and energetic human donor. You would love it once you tried."

Sophia leaned against Elliot. "Do you think she'll be okay?" Elliot tried to reassure her. "She'll be fine." Sophia suddenly remembered a problem. "Elizabeth has a rare blood type, and so does Phoebe. Given her critical condition, she must need a blood transfusion." She quickly opened her phone and posted an urgent request on Twitter. "Relative injured, urgently need RH-negative blood. Hope kind-hearted individuals can help. Generous reward offered. Location: Eden Hospital."

"What’s the problem? I’m his mother!" "Ezra is O negative," the doctor said softly. "It’s the universal donor type, but those who have it can only receive O negative blood. If we give him anything else, his body will see it as a foreign invader and attack it. In his current state, that would be fatal." He paused, looking at me expectantly. "Are you O negative, Eliora?"

An Elder wouldn't physically attack. When Elder Carl heard Mom's answer, the man walked forward slowly. Now, his hand gently touched my cheek. For an instant, I seemed to see another color glowing in his pale eyeballs—whether it was blue or perhaps red. It was only a glimpse, but the image was still evident despite the color disappearing.

“Wait. You were here to look for my brother’s file? Why?” Aurora pointed at the symptoms, “Look here.” “… ‘Red eyeballs after death.’” Clemente read out the part that Aurora pointed at and frowned, “Yeah, I remember I that. The doctors said that it is a result of Keavy’s allergy—” “What kind of allergy caused people’s eyeballs to turn red?!” Aurora snapped. She lowered her voice and whispered, “…And earlier today, I found a similar symptom in Elder Randy as well.” Clemente looked as though he had just been struck by thunder.

The taste seems bitter-sweet and the smell is not as sweet as usual. This donor blood was also given by Harawaltz. This vampire committee will routinely provide blood stocks for the clans, but the quality of the blood itself is not guaranteed. Therefore, most of the flavors of this donor's blood do not have a delicious taste and only aim to quench thirst but not with desire. *** Al then goes through the Silver Forest, hoping to find prey to be his master's meal. As a right-hand man, Al is indeed Rai's confidant, he is the only vampire who is trusted to look for food.