Hagi Blood Plus Novels & Stories

And yet, somehow, I was given the hardest task of all. Picking up the tray, which was heavier than all the rest since it was full of pitcher of heavy blood, I made for the door. The Pack clinic always kept a well-stocked blood bank, both in case a wolf needed a transfusion and for whenever important Vampires come calling. Since Werewolves heal so quickly, it doesn't take much to restock it with donations. I helped Rosie a few times doing blood drives during the long years of the war.

And she has no idea how dangerous Raven Warren truly is. My eyes linger on Lily for a moment. She looks small. Fragile. Breakable. And the thought comes unbidden, She would be enough. Her soul would strengthen the Hallow. Her bloodline is potent. Her connection to me makes her a perfect offering. For a heartbeat, the idea tempts me. Then I shut it down. “No,” I whisper. “Not you.” Lily is my legacy. My heir. My blood. I will not sacrifice her. Not even for the Hallow. But the Hallow needs another soul. Someone strong. Someone connected. Someone who won’t be missed until it’s too late.

With intestines dangling and blood dripping, she flew into the darkness. A few blocks away from the building a young gorgeous lady is waiting for her bus ride back home. She sat by the bench underneath a semi-parabolic dome listening to Spotify. Engrossed in what she is doing, the lady is unaware of the creature silently flying above her. Smelling the scent of fresh teenage blood, Sarah ejected her long pointed tongue that punctured the synthetic dome and hit her prey on her nape. She then commenced sucking her blood as the victim struggled to set herself free. This time the girl was ready. With a sharp hunting knife in hand, she slashed at the tongue which caused it to be disengaged from he

It's the way her mood switched quickly that always marveled me “Yes,” I said plainly, I was a bit disappointed in myself, like why shouldn't I have known? I held her new wig up in front of her face. “Don't get me wrong…I like it but…wow!” She held her hand to her mouth. I got her right there. “How do you like it now?” I turned her wig into what looked like the color of my heart. Vantablack. Just like my heart. Just like the thick furs of my wolf, I would love it to be the color of my blood, but unfortunately, it is a dark brick of red liquid.

“It’s about the child of prophecy.” A chill seeps into my bones, and my fists clench at my sides. The silence in the room seems to thicken. “What about it?” “The child of prophecy is a male,” Gaza replies. “Born of royal blood, and can be identified by the colour of his hair.” My neck tilts. “Hair colour? What’s the colour?” He straightens, eyes burning a strange orange colour before returning to its normal amber. “White.” A sharp inhale sounds.

"Well look at that, perhaps ypu needs some blood but in that case you need to do something for me. I heard that when a vampire and werewolf hybrid doesn't get blood fast enough goes blood crazed but that isn't what I want. No I will give you this blood which is slightly altered and will send you into... hehe wait I won't tell you what it does but still you will get it in your system." Holly says and holds up a needle which she plunges into my arm and presses lightly on the blood bag.

His guilt over his earlier actions wouldn’t allow him to. Bash would feed on bagged blood once he got home. Bagged blood was entirely nourishing and satisfied his physical need for sustenance. It didn’t taste very good though. It wasn’t fresh, and the anticoagulants added to keep it from clotting, gave it an off flavor. Bash would supplement for Gaia, to keep his promise to her.

Madeleine Cross -one of the few humans immune to the deadly virus Zion- after an unfortunate turn of events such as the loss of her last remaining parental figure finds herself captured by a BloodHound -a genetically enhanced being, designed to identify and retrieve the last remaining Negatives roaming the Earth. She gets thrown into a sterile room to be subjected to various tests, under the pretence that her blood would be the key to develop an antidote against the deadly virus...But that couldn't be any further than the dark truth.

Within a few minutes, she received the attacker's information from an anonymous source. "Wow, I did not expect this." She mumbled in amazement as her eyes skimmed past the files. PS: *The organisation Hila used to work in was divide into many groups called clans. There were the main branches: Hian Hoshi Hian Ji Hian Fang Hian Lao These groups were considered to birth the best assasins, with the Hian Hoshi (Hila's clan) at the topmost. I This explains why she easily got information from the Elder.

Adam’s gaze hardens and Luther asks, “Is there anything else you can tell us?” I try to focus on Luther, he looks at me like he cares, smiles softly as if letting me know that I’m not alone. I say, “I’ve always known I was half-vampire, my mom always tried to keep my identity a secret. Um, I don’t know if silver bothers me, my mom would never risk it. I can see my reflection although it seems to fade at night. I heal faster than regular humans do. Sunlight doesn’t really phase me too much.” The more details I give the more inquisitive looks pass between Blade and Adam. Luther tries to keep me focused on him, but it’s hard whenever Adam and Blade look at me as if I’m a science experiment.