Taj Divided By Blood Novels & Stories

It has been cremated and thrown away according to your instructions," he said solemnly and sincerely. The redness on Nicole's face faded gradually and turned pale. It seemed like she was the one who was anemic. She took a step back and almost lost her balance. She shook her head and asked in a daze, "How is it possible?" Simon grabbed her arm. "Nicole, what's wrong with you? "It doesn't matter if he's dead. This little girl has Rh-negative blood, too. She should be able to give me a blood transfusion." Nicole looked at Simon after he finished speaking. She had an extremely terrifying and complicated expression.

My fingers trembled as I palm my face, trying to gather myself. “Elijah?” I managed, voice hoarse. Why am I not surprised? “You own BloodMatch?” A dark chuckle spilled through the line. “Well, someone has to make sure all my loving idiot brothers eat on a regular basis,” Elijah drawled, his voice smooth but laced with something dangerous.

I knew for sure that this day was my death, just had to wait for the painless wound. A man carrying a machete stared at me with a red eye then started slowly towards me , his machete dripped of blood, his hand tied with a scarf. Everything about him reflected “death”. I could not bear the thought of being hitched to death, it was surely not the painless death that I had prayed to come.

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

"Forget it. I really can't understand how this son of a b*tch's thought." After much careful observation, Ding Hao finally confirmed that Tianshu was telling the truth. This Crimson Blood Pill contained the essence of fire. It was indeed the blood essence of the Bi Fang. Ding Hao put away the Bi Fang's blood essence elixir for the time being, without immediately integrating it into his body. On the one hand, he already had the blood essence of the White Yin Gibbon in his body. He did not know what would happen if he integrated another drop of blood essence. Moreover, he was physically in bad shape. He needed to recover completely before he could try refining the blood essence.

Three pairs of eyes looked at Amaris confused. Taji's look changed to startled and confused. Anna moved to stand in front of him, between he and Amaris. Taji put one hand on Anna's shoulder to hold her in place. His other hand he put on his chest. "Amaris are talking about me? What is going on?" He questioned her. When Amaris' face did not change and she still continued to stare right at him with an expectant look, he continued. "You know who I am. Tajimamoora. Baker extrordinaire." He said half jokingly. Amaris' face did not show any hint of amusement. Taji's eye seemed to be searching Amaris'. It was clear she was not going to budge. "I mean, Tajimamoora, that you also have

He only became calm in her presence again. "Your majesty... She's fine. She... She passed out due to tiredness and stress, perhaps a little lack of blood." The man reported, careful with every word. He didn't want his head separated from his body. "Uh... Your majesty... You could feed her with a little of your blood, it will help her get better faster." Raziel shook his head. "No. There is poison in my blood."

And so, for the next two hours, I underwent a battery of tests, each one accompanied by the familiar prick of needles and the sterile scent of the hospital. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, we were called back to receive the test results. The doctor's voice rang out, breaking the silence, "There's no major problem, but Mrs. Aster's hemoglobin level is low, along with other blood counts. It's likely due to improper nutrition. Everything else appears normal." Her gaze shifted towards Dylan, awaiting his response. "Okay, so it's the hemoglobin," he stated, his voice icy. "I'll make sure she eats properly from now on." With that, we bid farewell to the doctor and made our way back home

And then back to his eyes. "I know you do. I read your books, remember?" TJ takes another step closer. They are about three feet apart now. "And I got myself off to every one of them. I love your stories so much, Master. So I'm going to ask again. Do you want to taste my blood?"

I cut her off immediately and got straight to the point. “Are you O negative? Tori needs blood. She’s O negative and there’s no one here who is.” “I’m not…” How? They were f*cking twins. I was about to smash my phone against the floor when she completed her statement. “But my dad is.”