Luka Tak Berdarah Novels & Stories

Like when he cried his eyes will be red and his body temperature would rise. When his happy his eyes will be the golden-brown of a wolf and when he was smelling blood, which was weird but Ambrosia noticed that when he comes back from feeding and smelling of blood Luka’s eyes would turn black. Collin walked into the room while Ambrosia was still kneeling. “Get out.” He told him coldly, Ambrosia stood up quietly and went out of the room but stood right outside like a bodyguard.

The man gave advice. "I'm not in the mood to see her right now. You can see for yourself that my condition is very unlikely." Luka said with emphasis. He did not want to get another blood transfusion because. It was quite agonizing for him. He wanted to recover quickly so that he could move like before. The wound was still very new and prone to bleeding again. "Fine if that's what you want." Marco could no longer argue. This time he intervened himself, as he could not rely on his men.

"What happened? Why are you covered in blood? Are you hurt?" Luke shakes his head slowly, his eyes never leaving mine. "I’m fine. It’s not my blood. It’s... it’s from the fight. We had to deal with some more of the hunters. I got the call about the attack here too late, but I had to make sure the other threat was contained." I try to process his words, my mind racing with questions and fears. "You’re sure you’re okay? You look—"

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

"We can do it, Mom." Luca nodded immediately. "We already talked about it." He squared his shoulders. Trying so hard to look older than he was. "You don't have to worry about hurting us." My chest tightened painfully. "Luca—" "We're ready." His voice never wavered. "If you need blood..." He swallowed. "You can take ours." The room went completely silent. Maddalena gasped. Leo stared. I couldn't breathe. Luca continued. "Maddalena told us werewolves heal fast."

"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.

I smile back. "I would hug you, but ...". Luca throws out his arms looking down at himself, his shirt is drenched in blood. "I have a feeling you prefer me not to". I nod. "Yeah, you are right, a thank you will do". *Lumi* "Is it safe to enter ?" The door crack open and Luca peaks in. "As long as it is you, then yeah". I sigh and sit up on the bed to watch him walk in, gasping when I see the two black eyes that are coming in. "Oh God, I am so sorry babe".

Sorry but I need to live. ...... Blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood blood So much blood. ......

" Take the next flight to B city as soon as possible. " " No!... bro, I was wrong!" But Ivan didn't finish what he was saying as Leon hanged up on him. "....." Not B city! Lucia walked out of the chief surgeon's office with a heavy heart. Doctor Gabby said the RH negative blood type is very rare and is hard to come by. And in the whole of Medieval country, there are just two places you can get this type of blood.

I stepped out. Barely a minute later, a scream tore through the air. I went back in. Blood was everywhere on the floor. Luca had a knife — grabbed from one of the guards — and two men were wrestling him down. He was laughing, ragged and gone. "Come on, both of you. Come with me. I'm already done. You'll both burn too." Lila was on the ground, unable to get up, staring at him in shock, her hands pressed to her abdomen as the blood spread.