Most Precious Blood Astoria Novels & Stories

A few months had gone by. Asteria had almost fully recovered, except for her left hand. It had been fractured when the silver wolf clashed its claw against her unarmored hand. Thus, the recovery would take longer. Asteria absentmindedly looked out in the window at the green scenery outside. Asher's mansion was bigger than other nobles. From the outside, its structure which was completely made of wood would make one mistaken it for ordinary residence. But Asteria knew better that there was nothing ordinary here; the rooms were spacious, luxurious furniture and expensive-looking decorations scattered everywhere.

The bond was alive, thrumming, insistent, a constant reminder that her life had shifted irrevocably. Hours later, as the sun dipped toward the horizon, Aria returned to the estate. Her apartment, or what she called hers, was quiet, a small sanctuary, yet the air felt tense the moment she stepped inside. A new presence lingered, one that made the temperature in the room drop slightly. Selena Ravencroft.

Luca tells me, "you're dad said he's staying here to keep an eye on Aurora. She has her first mission without either of you." "What is it? Papà never mentioned one," I ask as we make our way over to the car."She has to steal this ring," he tells me, "it's from Fenice. They stole it from some girl. Apparently it dates back to Edward I wife Bianca. It's worth almost a billion dollars if returned to the royal family." "Papà would never turn down easy money," I chuckle before I get in. "Vieste arriviamo." "How long of a drive is this?" Stefano asks me as I wait for the other cars to be ready.

Vivienne Pov The Blood Bond ceremony was held at Gabriel’s coastal estate in the Southern Dominion. The manor rose from the cliffs in obsidian arches veined with silver sigils, its grand hall illuminated by suspended crystal constellations while moonlight streamed through stained-glass vaults and spilled across polished marble steps. I entered the hall wearing a fitted gown encrusted with nine hundred and ninety-nine shards of moonstone, each one catching the light like fragments of frozen starlight, and the murmur that followed me was neither subtle nor restrained.

Magno dismissed the conversation with four people earlier, who are focused with what he was saying with somewhat about their business and a planned of renew proposal to the new Queen. While people are now busy entertaining themselves by the music from orchestras. Destino was anxious in how he might able to get a chance to get Argen’s red pearls from her crown. It was described on the rare book he borrowed from Danie about magical history of Clus Royals, believing a state of abundancy comes from the dripped blood of beheaded people who are offered after the favored of healing of sickness. The dark mystery makes Destino to get interested. There he saw the ripped paper which the only paper from

Esther ponders over the question and then says, “They are important to someone who is very important to me.” Mia looks at Esther as though intrigued by something and then says, “But what is this that I’m sensing? You seem to have grown affection for someone. It has never happened before in all the years I have known you.” “Let’s not get into that,” says Esther, avoiding the question, “How much blood would you need?” “About 300ml or the size of an average blood bag.” Blood bag. This gives Esther an idea. “Get it by the new moon,” says Mia

Carlito said. "Well...let's say change is a constant factor," I shot back at him, meeting his gaze before offering him a seat directly opposite me. We both sat down and did not waste time delving into the reason why he and his men were in my pack. “There’s something Blood Moon possesses,” he began, folding his hands together. “A priceless asset. And a woman,” he said, gesturing how priceless it was with his finger. I frowned, leaning forward slightly. “You’re going to have to be more specific here if you want me to understand you better,” I said, my brows furrowed.

I could feel every eye on me. After all, before Nadia showed up, I had been the only one who could have been the Madre of the Panno family. Everyone had believed I was dead at sea. But I was back. Not only that, I was standing here with a stranger. "Asterio?" Timoteo squinted, taking in the man before him once again. Asterio gave a polite nod. "Long time no see, Don Panno. Allow me to introduce my fiancee, Serafina Bellucci, the true heiress to Bellucci Pharmaceutical in Nordara."

Doctor Smith explained his plan, which I found reasonable. Asha’s jaw tightened as she gave the Doctor a sharp gaze. Even her grip on my arm tightened a bit. “If Astrid needs blood, she could take mine. We can’t let the Alpha shed his blood,” Andros suddenly stepped forward. “Me too!” Asha responded. “You can also take my blood if you want.” Doctor Smith stared at Asha and Andros back and forth with wide eyes. I only sighed at my children’s stubbornness. “Didn’t you hear what he said? Astrid specifically needs my blood. There’s no need for you to get involved in this,” I pushed them back as I approached the Doctor.