Half Blood Jennifer L Armentrout Novels & Stories

Finally around 10am his phone started ringing. “Hello! What did he say?” Aiden practically yelled at his father through the phone. “Well good morning to you to son, I slept great thank you for asking.” Arthur responded sarcastically, “the doc said he has to have some werewolf blood but she might be a Half Blood. It’s very rare since most werewolves stick to their own kind, but there have been a few one night stands or even short relationships between humans and werewolves. Once in a while a half blood will be the product of that. We think your mate must have grown up as a human. Her mom may not have even known that she had slept with a werewolf let alone gave birth to one.”

I said in wonder. “I told you. Not having a mate does not mean that true love is impossible to find” “Yeah, you’re right” I said as I thought about how deeply Joseph loves Sara, and they weren’t even mates. “Joseph is a pure blood right?” “No he is also a half blood, but he has a very strong wolf, just like any pure blood” Another shock passed through me. A half blood beta! That would have been next to impossible in our old pack. Even if he had a strong wolf.

He must be very lonely. I let out a heavy breath as I ask “And what about the children of these Sanctas?” “Strong,” she says “they are called half-bloods. Half human, half vampire. That is what Mr Matteson is. His mother was human. I hear he has a sister. Though no one has ever seen her".

Slowly, he finishes with, “Yes, her name is Amber Parks.” “Oh good, she would be a fun addition. I liked her. She is something of a conidium, though. I could put my finger on it, but there is something different about her.” “She is a half-blood, hybrid vampire. I didn’t know until last night.” “Wow, that is a thing? I didn’t know that existed, Dom. I mean all these years, and that must be the first, right?”

Yet, I didn't shed a single tear for my ruined hands. I struggled to curl up. With my numb arms, I desperately rubbed my stomach. It was gone. Originally, there was an extremely faint magical rhythm of a half-blood fetus there. Now, that rhythm was completely gone in the deep freeze. Normal human miscarriages bleed blood. Failing to birth a half-blood drains the mother's life force. A cold, sticky sensation flowed out of me. Large amounts of blood rapidly froze into crimson ice flowers on the freezing stone floor. That was my flesh and blood, slowly leaving me.

The love I'd once felt for my husband and my child had been replaced by numb, aching hollowness. "Luke, you must be tired too. Go to bed." I turned away and poured myself a glass of water. Father and son exchanged a glance---that familiar, conspiratorial look between them---and the sight left me cold. Lucien put his hand on Luke's shoulder, ready to send the boy off to wash up and sleep. But Luke was still wired. I saw the flash of crimson in Luke's eyes and knew immediately---too much rare steak had triggered his vampiric instincts.

I knew he was there to protect me, but it still felt like I was caught between two predators. The trail led us to a section of the outer wall where the torches had burned low. There, faint smears of dark red stained the stone. Lucien crouched, running a gloved finger through it. “Still fresh.” He lifted his hand to his nose and inhaled. “Not human.” I blinked. “Not human? Then what—” “Half-blood,” Kael interrupted, his voice clipped. “Shadow-born mixed with human blood. Stronger than mortals. Weaker than pure-bloods. Loyal to whoever controls them.”

She wrote, and I was in shock. The Bloods were wicked. They executed the poor girl because she was fated to the son of the Gamma. He should have just rejected her so she could live. I knew I needed to read more because the last words she wrote were written in a rush. I put down the journal and decided I would read it during my free hours. Note to self, do not get involved with any Blood member. "Report to the kitchen, Moon" I heard a voice in my head. I dressed up in my uniform and returned to the kitchen I had eaten.

The longer she stared, the more it became clear to her that she has finally found her lost princess – Elysian Emerald, the name she and Gustavo made for their baby. Just as Elise was on the verge of crying, the little baby boy on her other arm woke up. Elise was surprised some more. The baby boy’s eyes were the most beautiful, yet the most peculiar she had ever seen in her entire life. One eye was blue and green– the bluest and the greenest that there existed. The upper eye was the color of the seas and the skies combined while the lower eye was the hue of the pastures and leaves. The other eye was colored with the interpolation of brown and purple. It was the shade of brown that looked like

Nala licks her dry lips and breathes deeply as she knows the scent is fading slowly. Nala pulls out her conversation when she finds out Raymond doesn't like it. "I was wondering, did you come indeed to look after me?" Raymond shifts his body to face Nala. Stare right into Nala's bead without blinking. "That's right, Nala. You have me. Although this is a consequence of Ray having half-human blood. But Ray's happy because it's Nala," he said. Ray groped his chest, then continued. "Here is a sign of ownership that already existed when Ray was born. Since Ray is half-human, Ray's owner can have Ray and do whatever he wants but Ray can't have one."