Novel & Cerita First Blood

“They said, if the King wants pack, raise their child, prove it.” She sets the basket down. “Her name is Clay,” she says. “She’s First Blood, pure, first one born in ten thousand years, if you can love her, maybe you’re right.” The woman walks away, into dark. We stare at the basket. Cael, in Draven’s arms, opens his eyes. “Sister,” he says.

Dr. Gates sighed and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. Finally, he said, “Young Master Philip, have you ever heard of something called the golden blood in this world?” Philip abruptly reacted and said, “It has something to do with golden blood?” Dr. Gates nodded and said, “Young Master Philip, truth be told, 20 years ago, I was fortunate enough to have encountered a patient with golden blood. That patient’s condition was very similar to the young madam’s. She underwent two childbirths and had a hemorrhage during her second delivery. Later, her blood flow collapsed and her body quickly deteriorated. All vitality in her blood essence was lost. In less than three years, the p

She checks on her daughter in the mornings who was still in the hospiral die to an accident. We made sure to get the best medical help we could for her and was therefore using the families private doctor who owns a hospital. The pins and needles I felt were nothing compared to the stab I got in the heart whoch made the whole situation even worse. Nothing could be matched to that. Draining the last bit of energy I had in me. I stood near the edge of the first step ready to get to the second ones when I flet sharp pain but not just the pins and needles but knives and daggers instead. My body was hot and was sweating profusely my whole body went numb.

I have no background or writing experiences or courses done on creative writing so please excuse my newbie mistakes and effects and forgive me XD Also, please keep in mind that "First" is not exactly fictional so I would appreciate it if you are careful about the words you use, and please try being kinder even if it got on your nerves, especially on the main characters bc they are based on real-life people. Thank you. :)

"This woman. She's not your real mate, right? She's not also the woman destined for you. And hasn't your mate died long ago so why are you wasting your time with a woman who isn't your mate— " "I don't think you need to know about that." He cut off the rest of what she tried to say, his head suddenly heated up but because he needed her, he suppressed the growing anger he was slowly feeling. Rosemarie may not be his mate but she is his first love. He met her before he became a werewolf. She came first before he had a mate. She is his happiness, she is his life and she is everything for him. "Then it's not true that you, werewolves, will only love your mate for life?" The woman blinked, but in

He looked at me, looked himself, his arms stretched to me, unsure what to do… “Breathe my son, breathe…In.. and Out.”.. I touched his chest and shared life magic with him. With that he bent over and took a deep breath. The blood started spilling out of him creating a pool and when it reached me, it retracted back… Still on his knees, unable to move, I walked over to him. .. “Rise my son, rise Kal, My First Son, First Dragon King”.

"By doing this we will be saved from a war." Now the chief was getting even more angry, he shouts."Bring her in front of me." Everyone stands up straight. The chief was very angry. Seeing the opportunity, the other boy leaves from there with his friends.But the first boy and some other boys also stood up. One who speaks while thinking something. "Chief, that girl is with your mother.She is helping them." The chief stares at him, Then the first boy speaks."In fact, the woman who was earlier has left this jungle. That's why he herself chose that girl."

This was just fucking. Grabbing his head, I brought him to my neck so he could mark me. On instinct, he sank his fangs into my throat. And sucked hard. He held me close while still fucking me. Feeding on me. My own fangs elongated, and I bit his shoulder. Our blood had finally mixed, and both of us came. My crest appeared, and the final color appeared. Silver. My wings flared out a new kind of feather was added. Feathers that looked like pure silver. How pretty.

I interrupted calmly. His smile froze on his face, and confusion crept into his eyes. I continued, "When I agreed to sign the divorce papers, you promised me one thing. It's time for you to keep that promise." Nathan stared at me, stunned. When I was reborn, I took only a few seconds to process my feelings of love and hate for Nathan. When I saw the divorce papers, I considered tearing them up in anger, maybe confronting him one more time, but in the end, reason prevailed.

**The Greatest Love** The early morning light was just beginning to filter through the curtains, painting the room in soft shades of pink and gold. The air was quiet and still, but there was an electric current of anticipation running through it—a feeling of something momentous about to happen. Claire woke with a start, a sharp twinge of pain running through her abdomen. She gasped softly, clutching the bed sheets as she tried to catch her breath. The sensation was unfamiliar, more intense than anything she’d felt in the past few months, and it left her heart racing.