Novel & Cerita Manga Blood Bank

Scratching the side of my jaw, I slowly nod my head, unsure if I’m making the right decision, and ask, “Can we wait a few days, so my wife will get the chance to be at his side if he passes?” “We can do that.” “Will you require more blood from me for Nate?” My blood type is O, and it’s a very rare one, just like Nate's, who is type AB. My blood cells are very universal, giving me the benefit of being able to donate to anyone. I suppose you can say it’s a rare superpower I possess. As for Nate, he can not receive blood from just anyone. Riddled with guilt and the images of Mia using her body as a human shield to protect my abi, I offered to donate my blood to Nate without hesitation—twice.

He’d seen his mother with bruises enough times. In his dressing room he pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and stopped short at his bed. Blood? Why was there blood on his sheets? Faro did a sweep of his room and he walked over to his desk and bent to pick up the papers from the floor. Faro frowned as he looked at the marriage contract that now held Sihana’s signature. The blood drained from his face and his hands started to shake as he put the contract down on the table. What the hell happened last night?

A lump formed in my throat as I recalled the letter that’d taken over my laptop screen after I typed in the blood code. ‘Dear Saratan Credi, congratulations. You have been chosen to serve your masters as a blood vessel. Please be at the attached address before midnight tonight. Further instructions will be sent to you.’ Don’t give me that look. That look you give white lead girls in horror stories when they go towards danger instead of running or calling the cops. I’m not foolish either, I left a note on my desk, with the address on it. If anything bad happened, at least Kira would know where to start her investigation.

It’s like they had their own personal blood bank with how much was in here! Each one was marked with what kind of creature it was from and I closed the door back fearing that if I stared any longer that I would find details of a human on one of the bags. The thought of drinking blood still seemed unappetizing even if it wasn’t as bad as I was expecting last night. But I don’t want to accidentally drink someone else’s blood and risk one of the vampires here being angry with me.

After serving as the food they must take blood tonics and feed on nourishing delicacies to replenish their strength and blood. A blonde maid came over to me and a redhead went towards Cass. They both took a knife and sliced their wrists. The pleasant smell of their blood filled my nostrils and soon took over my nervous system. Some drops of blood splattered on the floor and I could feel the beast from within begging to be unleashed. Adrenaline coursed through my veins and my orbs turned darker at the immense hunger. Black veins reflected underneath my eyes and I sank my elongated fangs into the maid. The nourishing drink filled every part of my body and awoke me in a rejuvenating way. I coul

Fear succumbed her whole body making her unable to move. "N-no! I am not the cure! Stay away from me! No!!!" That was the last words were heard by her as the people started tearing her skin making her blood ooze out non-stop. With such strength by numerous people attacking her, they managed to tear apart her limbs without difficulty. There are some people who had seen this soul-taking scene and managed to ran away fast. They were scared that these people might get them.

Moans and groans sang through the air as I healed them one by one. I couldn’t believe that this was working—that my blood was working. Darick told me there was something different about my blood a while back. At the time, I didn’t believe him. But now…it was hard not to. I walked toward Martin, who was groaning and holding his left side. His hands were shaking with dread. Martin did not look good, and I wondered if my blood would be enough. I tried to silence my inner thoughts of anxiety. Martin's eyes were filled with desperation. An icy hand curled around my fingers. "Please, help me," he whispered.

You survived them. The café’s door chimed as people came and went, laughter drifting in. I stared at the window, at a group of teenagers who shoved each other playfully, carefree, untouchable. “I wish I could disappear,” I whispered. “Start over somewhere far away. Where I’m not the daughter of a mafia boss. Where I’m not about to marry a monster.” Gia reached for my hand, her grip firm. “Then let’s do it. I would help you, Bella. We could figure something out—”

I lifted my eyelids and tried to focus on Jinx shaking his head and mumbling about something not being good. "The beast infected Noah's shadow wolf's blood. It's going to alter his DNA and mind and hopefully not cause his darkness to overrun him," Dagon murmured in regret. I looked up at him and said no. My eyes closed and I must have fainted. I woke up again sometime later with an IV in my arm and gold blood flowing within it. I sat up and glanced around the pack room in my lodge that still stood. The blood was bagged and not from a living source. I yelled out and a lovely woman came in. I recalled that her name was Sara. She came in and started to remove the needle from my arm.

Blood oozed out of my nose. I stared at her in utter disbelief. “Now you are crossing your limit. Why don't you understand such a simple thing that I'm not your wife. You can't force someone to be your wife. I'm Viviana Wang Luna of Blood Shadow Pack. I didn't fall from the sky. If you don't believe me then go to Red Moon Pack and meet my parents then you will understand that I'm not the person you are assuming me to be. I'm a different person and she was a different person. We just look alike. We are not the same person. The sooner you understand this the better for you.”