Father Of Blood Novels & Stories

Ngunit naghanda pa rin siya ng karayom para sa pagguhit ng dugo. Nang marinig ang komento ni Gavin, sigurado si Darf sa relasyon nila ni Elijah higit kailanman. Ang P blood type ay ang pinakabihirang dugo sa mundo. Napagdesisyunan ni Darf na siya ang magiging ama ng bata sa sandaling isalin niya ang kanyang dugo kay Jay. "Elijah ang pangalan mo, right? Takot ka ba sa karayom?"

“Yes? How’s my father?” The doctor sighed. “He lost a lot of blood. Too much. We are trying to stabilize him, but he needs an emergency transfusion. Immediately.” “Take mine,” sabi ni Damien. “Now.” “Sir, we need to confirm compatibility—” “I don’t care! Take my blood!” “Damien,” sabi ko. “Magpa-test ka muna.” “Babe, this is my father! I don’t have time—” “Damien,” putol ko. “If hindi match ang dugo mo, mas delikado.”

Para dito ay boss na din siya dahil nagsilbi itong hired killer ng kaniyang Dad for almost 10 years. Isa din nga ito sa nakakaalam ng Bloodmoon tradition ng kanilang pamilya. Kung hindi lang sa taglay nitong katapatan sa kaniyang Daddy ay baka matagal na din itong kumanta. "Hindi naman ako galit, Miguel." madiplomatikong wika niya. "Kakagulat din naman 'pag may tumawag na hindi mo kilala at hindi din nagawang magpakilala. "

He saw flashes of his memory, the blood in his hands, the pool of blood on the ground, the lifeless bodies of everyone he had killed, his father in front of that dead, sewed up body on the table as he smirks at him. “You’re no better than me, son. You and I are alike.” He heard his father say. Narinig niyang sabi ng kanyang ama. Ang batang Ahrio mula sa kanyang memorya ay ngumiti pabalik sa kanyang ama, pagkatapos ay pareho silang tumawa ng masama.

Ang buong buhay niya, ang kanyang identity, at ang legacy na ipinaglaban niya hanggang sa muntik na siyang mamatay ay nakasalalay sa isang pirasong papel. "Stefanie, stay calm. Lola, anong kalokohan ito? I am a Zubiri. My father was your son. My blood is as blue as the aviation fuel we use in our planes," mariing sabi ni Adrian, ang boses niya ay bumalik sa pagiging otoridad na tila isang hari na hinahamon ang sariling trono.

" To be honest Ms. Estrada your father is not in good condition right now, " "Ho? what do you mean po?" "Nagkaroon ng Internal Bleeding ang Father mo nang dahil sa sobrang lakas ng pagkabungo ng ulo niya sa manobela ng sasakyan," namuo ang kaba sa puso ni Rubie sa sinabi ng doctor pinili niya munang pakinggan ang sasabihin ng doctor para naman maging klaro sa kanya ang kalagayan ng kanyang ama.

“Gentlemen, perhaps we can discuss projections instead of personal matters.” Pero sa loob-loob ni Caelum, kumukulo ang dugo. Sa bawat salita ni Hector, naaalala niya ang gabing iyon, noong labing-walong taon siya, at isang tawag lang ang nagbago ng lahat. Isang car crash. “Your father didn’t make it.” At ang paliwanag ng Uncle Hector niya na reckless driving ang ikinamatay ng kanyang daddy ay hindi niya pinaniwalaan kahit kailan.

"You can get out from this house but i will make sure that you will NEVER see your son again." Tumalikod na ang don. "The father of your child was the one who harmed my child. I almost lossed Cain because of him. Do you know how my world turned into darkness when I saw my son dying on Michael's surgical bed? A flesh for a flesh and a blood for a blood." "Luis that was too long ago." " I am still a father." " But I'm also a mother. Luis please don't do this." " I should have killed him long ago. A son for a son Lindsey. I'm tired of being played by you."

Walang history ang pamilya nila ng ganoong sakit, ang Mommy niya ay namatay last year dahil sa high blood at wala pa naman itong naikwento sa kanya nung nabubuhay ito na may family member silang namatay dahil sa leukemia. Tinitigan niya ang doktor, at umiling. "Well, I guess he inherited this disease from his father," he commented as he check her child. Posible nga kaya na namana nito sa Ama niya ang sakit na ito? "You said he badly needs a blood transfusion, I can donate him my blood," sabi niya. She bit her lip, nag-uumpisa na namang mamuo ang luha sa kanyang mata.

Julian grabbed my hand tightly. “Enough.” But the woman only smiled at him. “You should’ve told her sooner.” Julian’s expression darkened. “She didn’t need to know.” “She absolutely did.” Then the woman looked directly at me and delivered the sentence that shattered what little stability I had left. “The blood contract was created because your real father nearly destroyed both families.” Silence crushed the tunnel. I stopped breathing. Real father. Not the man who raised me. Not the Yang family. My entire body went numb.