Novel & Cerita Father Of Blood

Napasuka si Papa ng maraming dugo dahil tumagos ang espada ni Amoroso sa katawan ni Papa. Then I noticed, on Father's wound...there are tiny flicker of neon red that are flying out from him. His body is starting to disintegrate! Nataranta ako kaya basta na lang akong humagilap ng espada na abot ng kamay ko at bastang sinaksak ko si Agamemnon habang hindi ako nito napapansin. Ni hindi ko na napansin kung anong espada ang ginamit ko.

Mabilis namang sumunod sa amin si Jane habang tinatakpan ang tainga ni Sofia para hindi marinig ang mga sigawan at sagutan namin kanina. “David’s Sofia's father? At hindi mo man lang sinabi sa akin?” mahinang sabi niya, sapat lang para kaming dalawa ang makarinig. “H-Hindi ko… Hindi ko alam na kapatid mo siya,” guilty kong sabi. Kung alam ko lang na kapatid niya si David, kahit half-brother pa iyon ay hindi ako papayag na magkaroon ng koneksyon sa kanya.

"Your Dad is okay now. Stable na siya. Mabuti na lang at naisugod agad sa hospital. His head got strongly injured. I guess nabagok iyon in something inside the bathroom where you found him. We need blood transfusion, Miss De Guzman. Kailangan niyang masalinan ng dugo sa lalong madaling panahon. "I-I can donate!" "Sigurado ho ba kayo, Miss De Guzman? We have requirements before you undergo the process. You need to condition your body first. Tell me if you are ready." "We need at least two bags of blood. In your case, I guess you can only donate a bag. Your Dad is type AB. It's a rare type of blood and limited lang kasi ang ganyang dugo dito. Ubusan din. Marami ring pasyenteng nangangailangan

Si Kiel ang pumatay sa kaniyang mga takot at naging tunay na ama ng aking anak. "You see that, Mondragon?" ang malamig na tanong ni Kiel habang nakatitig sa akin mula sa kaniyang matayog na kinaroroonan. "He didn't run to you. He ran to me. Because fatherhood isn't about blood...it's about who stayed when the world was falling apart." "Luciana...pakiusap..." ang huling naghihingalong pakiusap ko habang sinusubukan kong abutin ang dulo ng kaniyang gown.

While explaining what I only know, nag-ring ang cellphone ko na nasa lamesa and out of my reach. Florentin grabbed it for me. It was Dad calling. Just informed me Aquia was okay. He already received the blood he needed pero hindi raw ang galing sa blood bank ang isinalin. "W-What do mean, Dad?" usisa ko. Naguguluhan kung bakit at paano nangyari iyon. "Your doctor said a person with good heart donated blood for him awhile ago. They have the same blood type," sagot ni Dad. He sounded confused.

histerya ni Father matapos itong hawakan sa dalawang braso ni Papa Damon. Narinig niya ang mga yabag na palapit at hindi na siya nagulat noong makita ang paglapit ng mga tiyuhin ni Lucho at nakihawak kay Father. "Pasensya ka na, Father. Blood is ticker than water." Ngumisi pa si Uncle Sixto sa kanila. Kita niyang namutla si Father at hindi nakakibo. Narinig na lang niya ang tunog ng mga baso at kutsara sa mga kasama nila.

tanong ni Prince Ken na naka-microphone pa. “My Father’s name is Black Valentine Collins. He’s half British and half Spanish. He’s the leader of Colors Society. Colors society is not just a charity for poor people, orphanages and any volunteer organization. The other side of Colors Society is really controversial. Controversial means a lot of disagreement or argument about something in public. Si Dad ay kasapi rin ng Blood organization ngunit dahil sa pagkakamali, siya ay napatawan ng parusa na manirahan sa Bloody Island. Ang Bloody Island ay isang Isla na kung saan doon tinatapon ng Blood Organization ang mga taong nagtataksil, may malaking pagkakautang o mga kasaping walang maitutulong sa

Kaso ang usapan nilang iyon ay pinutol ng isa pa nilang kasama. "Nasa bingit ng kamatayan ngunit huwag kayong magpakasigurado. Dahil tayo man ay hindi maitumba-tumba ang taong iyon. Father like son, always remember that. From the old De Luna up to Duncan Clyde. And don't forget that he has four children and they all belong to one blood. If the old De Luna was tenuous way back then, therefore his bloodline as well," pahayag nito.

"Ang pagiging mahina mo at ang pag-akto na parang tao ang naghantong sa kamatayan ng iyong ama sa mga pangil ng puting lobo. Do you remember yet those painful events?" When I was ten years old. When my Dad, the former Alpha of our clan, gives me choices if I drink the blood of a man or drink the blood of an animal. So I choose to drink the blood of the animal than a humans' blood. I did that because I don't want to kill and be a sadistic to a blood of an innocent or a bad ones. Then after that day he never tried to talk to me neither wants me to join the table with him. In that day I thought he does not love me and want to get out of his life, only uncle Myemir the once who accepts me and to

"Yes, my son. I took you because you're still my blood. You remind me of your father a lot." "Your blood? You tried to kill me too that day," he angrily said. "Your Uncle Robert did but, I stopped him and told him to spare you. I was thankful that he didn't kill you—" "But you will also feel relieve if you found out that I got killed because still, my Mom's blood is running through my veins. Is that right?" he straightforwardly recited in rage.