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said one of the ladies walking beside Gerald with a smile on her face. “You’re certainly most welcome, Miss Yselle. After all, compared to the help us Crawfords are about to receive from the Moldell family, what I did was akin to nothing!” replied Gerald who smiled back. It was truly a coincidence that on the day Gerald and Lady Yaleman went to pay the Moldells a visit, they found that Winnie Moldell, the youngest lady of the Moldell family, was so terribly injured that she was already unconscious. The Moldells had been searching high and low in secret to look for a person who had a suitable blood type to save her life. While it wasn’t hard for them to find somewhat similar blood types, the

Blood and Water is a story that points to a civil war in West Africa, Nigeria and the hovering hunger for survival by two teenage boys. Hope you enjoy. Completed version with no coins for now. Make sure you drop your reviews... *** Rumours of a War A proverb says that when it rains everyday, there is a bound of sorrow within the rain. Maybe we were not that rich but we were happy or we claimed to be. The only problem was that I was no longer in school. I think I liked it that way, school stress was so hard especially now that I was in the junior secondary.

For the time I have been with Mel, I haven't seen anything that tells me she's not human, well apart from the red eyes. "She is a werewolf and not an ordinary one, she comes from the silver bloodlines and she is the seventh generation" What is she even explaining? Silver wolves don't exist anymore and how is my Mel a wolf? "What do you mean?" I stare at her like she grew two heads. "Her previous generations were killed and her mum was 8 months pregnant when she died, she was a miracle baby. The enemy assumed she was dead because we hid her and raised her as human" she clarifies. Did mel know about this? I doubt.

“Can you find them?” I nod, shaking with rage. “Follow me!” I snap, bolting into the forest. Near the border, I sense them—my remaining wolves. They’re furious. Bloodthirsty. We round a corner and I freeze. Mel is cornered by my wolves. Blood covers the ground. She’s holding a knife, trembling, pressed against a tree. “DROP THE KNIFE!” I roar. Her hand opens. The knife hits the dirt. “Stand still… as they eat you alive,” I hiss.

The room fell silent for a moment with the weight of what the doctor said fully sinking in. Dwayne turned to the doctor "What's her blood type?" "It's O negative, a rare type indeed" Anna, her voice tinged with concern, looked at Dwayne "Do you know anyone with that blood type?" Dwayne nodded."I'm O negative as well" The doctor swiftly suggested the compatibility test, and the tension in the room became heightened as they awaited the results. After a while the doctor returned with the results "Dwayne, your blood type matches Melina's. You can donate"

Drake seemed to choke up knowing his mate had Collins blood and I smiled soothingly at him. So I was right, Mellisa has the blood of a Collins descendant because her powers are almost the same as Pearl’s. You were right, Destine’ I said to my wolf who had expected that Mellisa’s magic was almost the same as Pearl’s. Fate… Who could have expected this to happen.

"How can you leave a girl in that condition? She has broken ribs, internal bleeding, and signs of prolonged starvation. Even for a pureblood, this is barbaric." "She is lucky she can still bleed," I said, standing up to meet his gaze. "Does the blood match?" Romilly sighed, the fight draining out of him. He handed me the chart. "It matches. She is a pureblood. High concentration, no dilution. It is a miracle she is alive at all." Rory didn't even look over. He just pushed off the wall and started walking toward the exit. He had raised the doubt, and now that he was proven wrong, he acted like the conversation was beneath him.

I say to her. “I'm not regular” she whispers again under her breath then she buttons up her shirt. Mel pulls out her knife, slowly she slit her left palm, “See,” she says, showing me her bleeding palm which seem not to stop anytime sooner. I reach for my backpack to get some bandage. Mel pulls her hand away from my reach as I try to help. “I'm useless” She mutter, clenching her fist. “What if my zombie blood has been mutated not to function again? What if the next bite change me? What if-”

She added and her mom looked at the bird with watery eyes. "you should have a bath and eat something! " Her mom cooed but stopped after melanie let out a loud yelp and grabbed her chest. "what's wrong honey? " She asked and Melanie only shooked her head and bend to the floor still grabbing her chest. "oh... It hurts so damn much. Ryker,you bastard! What the f*ck have you gotten yourself into! " Melanie cried as the pains Won't Leave her. "oh no! "

For ten years, I stood beside Adrian Shaw while he clawed his way up from nothing to a nine-figure fortune. In all that time, he never once took me anywhere that cost more than twenty dollars a head. On the eve of our tenth anniversary, I sent him a link to the steakhouse I'd been saving for years. His expression darkened. "Just because we have money now doesn't mean we can forget how hard life can get. Thrift is a virtue, Nora. Don't lose it." I thought he had a point, so I nodded and agreed to cancel the reservation. Then, on the day I went to the restaurant to cancel it, I saw Adrian across the dining room, having dinner with a girl. He cut her steak for her, then reached over and ge