Novel & Cerita Family Quotes Blood

Family...a group of people related by blood? That is some bullshit definition, if you ask someone like me. My family has always been stronger than a blood bond. Loyalty, honesty, respect and mutual love defined my family. Chuks was not related to any one of us by blood, but he was the best brother any of us could have wished for, I knew he would give up his own life for any of us without even thinking about it, not that he does a lot of thinking anyway, but he would take a bullet for any one of us, and I would do the same for him. But when you're in the business of crime, even the greatest of familial bonds gets tested.

He nodded his head, and almost immediately I knew it wasn't an answer that I was going to like. The person that was killed was her cousin. The son of Stavros Junior. I looked at him in shock. “This was about his father, and their family business right?” He nodded solemnly. “They grew up apart, and had probably never met so there was no love lost between them.” “Still,” I shook my head, “blood should run thicker than water.” Alex chuckled and answered, “you of all people should know better than that. When money and greed mixes, blood loses whatever viscosity it has.”

as his voice cut through the silence. “What do you mean by that I said?” The air felt cold. William looked at me this time, then he said slowly, “Not even your blood or any blood from your relatives. The blood from your family could kill him.” The room spun. My breath came short and sharp. “Kill him?” The word tore out of me like a scream. William’s jaw tightened, his voice calm but heavy with something I couldn’t name. “Yes. It could trigger a fatal reaction. We need a perfect match, and it cannot come from your family line either.”

"If we’re siblings, if we share the same blood, why on earth does Leon want to 'possess' me? We’re siblings, Jace! It’s sickening! It’s disgusting!" Jace’s voice remained unnervingly calm, devoid of the horror I was feeling. "You’re thinking in conventional terms, Rhea. In our world, in families like ours, things are... different. Power is preserved through blood. It’s not uncommon in some circles for cousins to marry to keep the lineage pure. It's about legacy, not just affection."

I asked them to get anyone to get the blood. “There’s no time for that sir, the fastest way to do that is to get a close relative to do it for her.” “She doesn’t have a fucking relative. Her fucking mother is a fucking junky, what the fuck are we supposed to do now?” The doctor kept on explaining that we need relative blood. It’s as if he’s fucking deaf. I’m so close to punching the fucking deafness out of his shit head. “You can use my blood, we are sisters after all.”

We don’t fall in love, but somehow we know how to love. My father and my mother are cousins ​​and they weren’t in love when they got married but as time passed by they learned how to love. Besides don, purebloods cannot mate with humans if we want to continue our lineage. We need to actually marry our cousins, or relatives so as not to lose our blood. I don’t think I would marry. I think of joining my mother's research team right after this life. I’m tired of being a student. "Missing, disappeared?" my Dad again. "That's not possible."

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.

Quinn was astounded. Liesel bowed her head while stirring her coffee. The cold air in the room made Quinn's legs feel a little chilly. Noticing this, Liesel got up to adjust the thermostat. She leaned against the conference table and said, "Blood relation is not everything. As long as the love is genuine, you can be family even if you don't share any blood. "However, without love, even if you're connected by blood, you'll end up completely engulfed with nothing left behind."

He threatened coldly, then turned to the Hart family. “Is there not any other family that also has this rare blood?!” He asked impatiently. “Oh my goodness! How could I forget?!” Father Hart suddenly groaned and hit his head, and it was like his words woke the rest of them up. Nathan looked at them confusedly. “So who is it?!” he asked. “Of course, Evans!”

She never expected that word to come out in his mouth. “Not blood related? Really? That’s how you call family? Through blood? You’re impossible. For me, who grew up without someone by my side, family is not just about blood. Family is someone who stays at your side when you’re at your lowest, make you feel the love that only family can do, the care that they gave you, treat you like a fragile glass and family always have a helping and a shoulder for you to cry on. Now tell me, do you have all of that? You have your family, right? Your daughter, your grandson, they are your family but did you ever treat them like one? I bet not, but they have always been a family to you. You should know by no