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asked Leora later. Eleanor then began to tell the history of their family who inherited the holy blood for generations. This sacred blood is the blood indispensable to the vampire family. They need this holy blood for the survival of their offspring. There aren't many vampire families left, but they definitely exist and are always looking for Leora's whereabouts. Because only a handful of people still have this sacred bloodline. Although it is heavy and difficult to understand, but Leora tries to understand what her grandmother is telling her. She nodded and listened to what Eleanor said.

Then, she took another sip from it, to make sure she wasn’t dreaming of drinking something different from water. “Oh,” Luveas exclaimed, suddenly remembering something, “it’s blood, freshly drawn from the finest cows that we have on our farm. I picked the healthiest for you.” B-blood? Amethyst gaped and blood dripped out of her mouth, like a waterfall. The bottle slipped from her fingers and crashed down, turning the floor into a pool of blood. Suddenly, her eyes turned glassy, and… "Bluearghh!" came a sound from her mouth, spewing the blood that just went down her throat. Her stomach turned and it hurt for every muscle in her body felt as if they were squeezed in all the twisted way. Her bo

I can't wallow in pain, I need to see my parents as soon as possible. “Dan, we are going to the hospital, and please do not ask me any questions until we get there.” “O…oh okay,” Daniel managed to answer. We arrived at Pecan hospital an hour later. The hospital was the biggest I've seen so far, which was built solely for Werewolf patients who couldn't heal after they had an accident. Immediately I rushed over to the reception where I saw a young lady in a white gown. “Please, may I know where Mrs. Victoria Baker and Mr. Austin Baker are admitted?” I asked anxiously. The nurse quickly went through the book and directed us to a room.

I asked suddenly inquisitive about how vampyre get their required intake of blood. "Here, some loyal hospitals and a good number of related organizations supply blood banks with a huge amount of blood from the recently deceased although without records of it. They also get it from their official blood banks in exchange for assets to improve themselves. Healing totems and solid Cawtz for instance." Ryan said. Human blood in large quantities for healing totems and Cawtz? "What's Cawtz?" "It's what the humans here call gold." "What’s so special about the gold in the magical world? I mean we have those here too. I know it's very valuable but is it worth that much blood?" I asked.

Golden locks cascaded down her shoulders as she beamed at the camera. A shiver raced down my spine as I clicked on the photo album, flipping to the date of my birthday. That night, Chase told me he was busy. He was so occupied with dealing with a batch of arms that he couldn't call me—and I believed in him. But the photo before me said otherwise. He was with Lucille at the most prestigious private club in Montagne, picking out a diamond necklace and holding a glass of champagne for her. I had never seen this side of him.

Each swallow of blood eased some of the pain in her eyes until it was entirely cleared. “Can I please see your back again?” Imeela asked once she pulled her wrist away. Elle nodded and turned around so that Imeela could see. I peered over and let out a sigh of relief when I saw that she was healed. I was very surprised because I had seen vampire blood healing others but was never that fast. Hell. Even Celeste’s blood never worked like that. “Precoza blood is a lot more potent than others,” she whispered, having noticed my confusion.

“We will have to continue this matter on your next session Jenny. It’s the end of my day, not quite as busy as usual and my last case Jenny was definitely the most memorable. As Dr Neill prepares to leave the office, he pauses to steal a glance of the view from his balcony as the sun sets over the ocean. It’s the most beautiful sight to behold the reason he chose to open a practice here in Sea Point Cape town, the top floor of the tallest building he could find. As Dr Neill grabs hold of the door handle to lock the door he freezes and gets lost in a memory. Dr Neill remembers running down the road in his jogging sweats, his breathing is heavy as he nears the end of his run. It’s a beautiful