Luka Tapi Tak Berdarah Novels & Stories

The place was quite a distance from the mansion itself. “Why are we here at night?” Lilith asked. “Because if something happens… no one will get hurt,” Lucas replied, glancing around them. Lilith nodded slowly. She understood. Lucas always thought about everyone’s safety, including hers. Lucas then took out a small glass bottle from the leather bag he was carrying. A dark red liquid filled nearly half the bottle. Lilith froze instantly, and without realizing it, her throat moved. “That’s...” “Blood,” Lucas replied calmly. “Animal blood.”

Too small for the air I was endeavoring to pull in. “Talk to me,” Luca said suddenly. “About what?” “Anything.” “I cannot think,” I said. “I can only hear the shots.” He nodded once. “That is normal.” “I was holding him,” I said. “There was so much blood.” “He is strong,” Luca said. “He has survived worse.” “I do not want him to survive worse,” I said. “I want him to survive this.” “You two just got married,” Luca said. “He is not dying tonight.” “You do not know that.”

Lucian quickly gets to work, removing the feeding tube from my throat as blood continues to spurt up from my throat. “It’s more than wolfsbane.” Lucian scowls as nurses come in and start clearing up the blood but it was no use, I was projecting blood quicker than they could clean it up and Lucian sends them out. I wanted to ask him what was happening but every time I opened my mouth, more blood just spilled out.

The only thing keeps his sanity in check was because his gaze was locked on the innocent faces but just now that figure coated in black crashed things up with those words he spewed from his mouth. Luca's gaze shifted to him transferring some sort of dark aura to him that made his strength slip away and he fell to his knees. His body became hostile to Lucas's gaze alone but his head hasn't given up yet. He wanted to prove stubborn by saying more words but just then he realized his mouth was missing a tongue. "Ahhh" he gushed out blood not even able to voice out his pain due to his severed tongue. Blood kept pouring out his lips nonstop. His body shook in rhythm with the blood flowing out of h

Chapter 61 Luke's POV I stood before Rebecca who lay limp on the ground. Red blood flowed profusely from a large gash on her head, soaking her flowing blonde hair. Her breathing was labored, and her normally radiant face now looked pale and lifeless. Her once strong body now only felt like a lightweight in my hands. My heart was torn apart at the sight of my Luna's critical condition.

I point to the dried blood on my shirt, “You said my body is immune. Use my blood!” “Maddie, we don’t even know if you have the same blood type...” he beings but Lucas cuts him off, “If you take her blood and see if it’s a match how long does it take to know?” Dr. Wayne looks down, “Longer than the Alpha has.” “Use my blood.” I state again, “I know it’ll work.” Lucas looks at Dr. Wayne and nods, “Do it. This is the only chance he has. DO IT.”

Though she looks ready to throw herself on Luke if needed. “Well? Are you still half dead,” Hudson shouts. “I…” Luke starts to say, as Mirren raises her finger, and abruptly brings it to her mouth. She bites it, then holds it up as a dribble of blood trickles down. I gape at it, knowing what fairy blood does to Luke. Tate holds me tight in a protective manner, but I’m still in shock that Luke hasn’t tried to get to the baby. I cling to that hope. Luke stares at the blood, wiggles his nose and draws a deep breath. Mirren quickly licks her finger and then laughs.

She stirred, her tiny lips parting as if to cry, and I pressed a finger to her mouth, whispering softly. “It’s okay, baby… Mommy’s here. We’re safe now.” But even as I said it, I knew it wasn’t true. Luca dropped to his knees beside me, clutching his arm. His breathing was ragged. When I reached for him, he shook his head weakly. “I’ll be fine. You need to rest.” “You’re not fine,” I said sharply. “You’re losing blood again.” He gave me a faint smile. “I’ve had worse.”

Alissa asked as Luca collected the three vials of blood. “I don't know, his wounds should be showing signs of healing, his blood's not even clotting. I can't look without him bleeding out. I don't know what to do” he turned to her, his eyes glistening. “He's like a dad to me” he rested his hand on Marcus' arm. He cleared his throat and wiped his eyes roughly before tears escaped “I've got to be strong for them though, Bridget needs a rock” He said more to himself. Luca disappeared into a room off the infirmary, machines began to whir, he came back in, “That'll take a ten minutes or so.”

POV: Aria Blood. So much blood. It spreads across the pavement beneath Luca's body, dark and warm. My hands are soaked with it, pressed against the wound in his chest. The bullet hole is small, almost innocent looking, but blood keeps pumping through my fingers. "Luca, stay with me!" I scream. "Don't you dare close your eyes!" His eyes flutter. Unfocused. His lips move but no sound comes out. "Medic!" Dante is shouting. "We need a medic now!"