Rh-null Golden Blood Novels & Stories

“Then give it to him. Why are you standing here talking to me? Don't you buy blood for these situations? We even have a reserve, if I remember correctly. Use the supply!” “We tried,” Vance says, his voice dropping an octave. “But Odin’s blood is… extraordinary. He has a rare sub-type—a Rh-null variant. It’s what we call ‘Golden Blood.’ The universal O-Negative supply would cause a fatal hemolytic reaction. He can only receive blood from someone with the exact same rare markers.” I freeze, the room suddenly feeling five degrees colder. “We attempted to pull from the Thorne Family Reserve—the units stored for your sons and your late husband. But the cross-match was a disaster. Not only did the

he commanded, after blocking the two health workers. That action earned Theo an unreadable glare from the doctor. His chaotic appearance required the doctor to subtly refuse Theo's request. "Do it quickly, damn it!" he swore irritably. "Sorry again, sir. We can't do it. Rh-null is the golden blood or the rarest blood in the world. You are injured and seem to have lost a lot of blood. We can't take the risk of jeopardizing your life." Theo growled at the doctor's words. He acted violently, disrespectfully, by pulling the collar of the man in front of him high.

"I've only heard of ABO blood type. What is Rhnull blood type?" "Rhnull blood type is also known as the golden blood type, which means that your blood can save everyone, but when you need a blood transfusion, you can only enter the blood of Rhnull blood type. Therefore, the risk of your operation will be greatly increased, with a success rate of perhaps only ten percent." The fire of hope that I had just ignited weakened little by little. After leaving the hospital, I wandered outside like a stray soul until it was completely dark, and I still couldn't make a decision.

And yet, somehow, I was given the hardest task of all. Picking up the tray, which was heavier than all the rest since it was full of pitcher of heavy blood, I made for the door. The Pack clinic always kept a well-stocked blood bank, both in case a wolf needed a transfusion and for whenever important Vampires come calling. Since Werewolves heal so quickly, it doesn't take much to restock it with donations. I helped Rosie a few times doing blood drives during the long years of the war.

Emma turned back to Vincent and Zach. "The CDC began researching Kyron's blood samples. I'm on that team, and we have initial results. Maybe for further studies, we have to wait another week or two," said Emma, explaining to Vincent and Zach. "Kyron has a rare blood type. It is Rh-null or not having Rh; researchers call it the golden blood type. It's so rare that only 44 people worldwide have it. Then Kyron is the 45th," continued Emma, making Vincent almost jump out of bed.

The brief fight paved the way for some Ayruzians to gossip about Akshara and Dev, who stood behind Akshara. “Why our crown prince is defending that barmaid?” “Maybe she is his possession” “When they tested her virginity, they found the trace of golden blood in her.” “What’s that mean?” “Only two dragons have golden blood in the entire cosmos. One is his father, other is him. As you know about his father, it’s our crown prince’s golden blood. He has imprinted on her, probably.” “What?” “Can’t you see the human is marked as possession of our crown prince?”

“Run a test on this. I only did a quick compatibility test and found out that his blood can treat my migraines.” Nial instantly walked to the third floor with the test tube in hand that held Guy’s blood in it. Charmine and Anthony followed behind. Nial went through some tests before he blurted, “It makes sense! Guy has a Rhnull blood type, and it’s dubbed the Golden Blood. In the medical field, we call it the king of blood because it’s compatible with any blood type. It’s also the most precious blood type in the world that could save anyone! Of course, while this type of blood is compatible with any blood type, the problem is that if the person with Rhnull blood type needs blood donation, he

Completely healed. "Her blood," he said slowly, "is different. When I tested it, the color was off. Darker. With a gold shimmer I've never seen before." "Gold?" I moved closer, staring at the vial of blood on the tray. He was right. In the light, it had an almost metallic sheen. Seth's face twisted. "What kind of freak—" "There are legends," Dr. Martinez cut him off, voice sharp. "Very old legends. About wolves with golden blood. Healers. Blessed by the Moon Goddess herself. But they've been extinct for centuries. The bloodline died out before my grandfather was born."

Machines beeped erratically. "He’s crashing!" a doctor shouted as blood pressure numbers plummeted. Another slammed open a cooler, panic tightening his voice. "We’re out! That’s the last unit! He’s still bleeding internally..." Marcus grabbed the doctor by the collar. "What do you mean by out? Get more!" The doctor’s hands shook nervously. "We can’t! He has Rh- null, it's golden blood! We don’t have a single compatible donor in this facility!" Marcus's jaw clenched, his chest rising sharply as he watched the monitors dip lower and lower. A doctor slammed a hand on the table. "If we don’t transfuse within two minutes, his heart won’t have enough volume to circulate!"

He’s ruthless, relentless, tearing through her defenses like they’re nothing more than paper. Seraphine’s lips tremble, but she stays silent. Creed’s claws dig deeper, and then his eyes start to glow, a deep, menacing gold that sends a chill through the room. This is the Alpha Sight of a hybrid; the Sight of the son of a Wolf God. After what feels like an eternity, Creed finally let go, pulling his claws free from her neck. Seraphine collapses to the floor, gasping for breath, her body trembling with the aftershocks of the Alpha Sight. She looks up at Creed, her eyes wide with terror.