Luka Tapi Tak Berdarah Novels & Stories

“No. I specifically told you to get the hell away from here. You just disobeyed my command.” “I’ll take my punishment later once we get home safe.” Our heads snapped towards the hallway when we heard a surge of wind and whining, followed by a loud thud, glass breaking downstairs. Luka and I shared a look. Sure, hell, he saw the same fear in my eyes. “Let me hide you in the bathroom.” I chuckled as I sucked a breath. “You can’t die alone, Luka. I’m sorry I failed you.” “Alpha, you’re losing a lot of blood and getting paler. Why are you not healing?”

My voice was barely above a whisper. “Me.” My stomach dropped. I yanked the door open. Luca stood there, soaked. His hoodie was drenched, rain dripping off his hair, his face shadowed under the dim hallway light. But that wasn’t what made me stop breathing. It was the blood. Dark smears stained the collar of his hoodie. His knuckles were raw, bruised. There was a split in his lip, a sharp contrast against his pale skin. “Jesus Christ,” I whispered. “What did you do?”

The moment I saw his expression, I knew it was worse than Sarah had indicated. "Tell me," I demanded, gripping his arms. "She hit her head when she fell. There's internal bleeding, and they need to operate immediately." His voice was steady, but his hands were trembling. "Bella, she needs blood. A lot of it." "Then get it! Whatever type she needs, buy the entire hospital's supply if necessary." Lucas looked devastated. "That's the problem. Emma has a rare blood type—AB negative with a specific antigen profile. They've tested everyone available here, but no one's a match."

"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—"

He said and sat down looking panicked. Some minutes later, Doctor Philip came over, and Lucas rushed to him. " Lucas, there is a problem". Philip said. "What happened? Is she dead?". " No, but she has fifty percent of survival if she is not given blood, she lost too much blood and we need a donor". He said. "Oh my gosh, what is her blood type?" "She is O negative". he said and Lucas was surprised." Is everything okay?". "She is O negative?" He questioned confusedly and turned to Phillip."You can use mine, am O negative".

Diana commented, raising her hand which was covered in black liquid. "Black...? Vampire...?" she said as she saw this man's injured arm which continued to emit a jet black liquid. “I think it's blood, and I think it's the color of blood that vampires have. There's no mistaking this... This is Raltz's territory, a part of the vampire world. But—” Diana paused her thoughts for a moment. “—I just found out vampires have blood too. I don't think they have it," thought Diana as she tore off her coat to make it into a bandage.

she gritted her teeth in anger. "If that's the case,I don't know how to get blood for you,I really want to help you but I don't know how to help you"Mariana said, confusion written all over his face. "I need your blood,"Luke said to her. Mariana was scared,she didn't know a day would come when a vampire would suck her blood.seeing that she was hesitating,"I won't hurt you"Luke said to her. If he was still with his strength,he wouldn't be begging a mere woman for blood,he would just take it by force but he has to appear nice to her so that she can agree.she was his only hope of satisfying his thirst since he was weak and bound in chains.

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. ......

a medic stood up and said. Adrian walked over to check on Chuck and memories from when they were still in school bubbled up from the deepest parts of his mind. “What’s his blood type?” “AB, sir.” “Use mine,” Adrian said. “But, sir…” “You can’t!” “Take mine instead.” Lucas pulled up his shirt, stopping Adrian from trying to donate his blood. The three other battle warriors tried to persuade Adrian as well but the latter said, “Use mine! You still have a battle to fight, Lucas.”

But it never came. I opened my eyes slowly and looked down at my chest, then at my stomach. There was no blood. No pain. I was still standing. I looked up. Lucia lay on the ground, screaming in a high-pitched voice that set my teeth on edge. She was clutching her leg, and bright red blood seeped through her fingers, staining the blue scrubs. She had been shot. I turned around frantically, and Elario stood a few feet away, holding a gun with a steady hand. His eyes, usually so warm and full of light, were as cold as ice. He looked like a complete stranger.