Taj Divided By Blood Novels & Stories

I asked the doctor, and he paused to answer. "Once the silver is out, he will be able to heal himself. We have to give it time. Meantime. I will need to transfer blood to his system, while I flush out the silver." The doctor said, and I volunteered myself. The blood was taken, and because I could not allow my issue with Desiree to linger, I asked Kyle to come and stand guard and watch. No blood was allowed to interact with my father. It wasn't because I believed what Tim had told Desiree but because I did not want anyone to claim sabotage.

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

They sat on the sofa, placing the surgical tray on the table. Lawrence held her hand, seperated a finger from the others, and brought out a pin from the tray, as he gored her slightly. Pouring the vital fluid by massaging her finger to release more into a tiny plastic container. And then cover it. "Hey Denina, here!" Giving the container to the nurse he came with. And she left. As the smell of her vital fluid entered into her nostrils, she began to feel nauseous. Lawrence supported her to the toilet as she poured out everything into the sink and flushed... feeling so weak again.

He whimpers, groans and yells in pain as the liquid slowly entering his body. “ It will stop if only you answer me. How will this magic tower will work?” “ I told you it's not happening. The blood is all we needed.” He coughs, trying to get rid of the needle in his arm. “ No. It's a lie. Before your scientist died, he said something like mixed blood. There is something about mixed blood. Is it Aurora? She can't be because you used her blood already! Tell me - What's it?” Elijah pauses momentarily, even when his entire body is burning like hell. The face of Jasmine, his woman appears who gave everything despite knowing how the spiteful and devious person he was. She was ready to sacrifice eve

“Why do you smell so good?” Carter lifted the blood bag for her and she took it greedily, drinking every last drop of it until she was slurping the end of the bag. I winced, trying not to let that gross me out. “Tessa is different,” Joseph explained to her. “She comes from a witch lineage and her blood is powerful. We only found this out recently. But it was a lot.” Ruby’s brows furrowed as she stared at me and before she could ask me any questions I said, “We will talk about it later and I’ll tell you everything.”

The air was tense between us and I could barely breathe. The juice finally was ready and that's when he finally stepped away. Without saying anything. He just walked away. 'Maybe none of that happened. Maybe I just had a crazy imagination.' I thought to myself as I took a sip of the orange juice. ~~~~ sorry for constant changes in tenses :)

I struggled wildly, my nails leaving bloody scratches on their arms. One of them cursed and gripped my arm tighter. I could feel my bones groaning under the pressure. "You can't do this!" I screamed at Darren. "I'm your wife! This is your blood! The baby will die!" "Then let it die," Darren said, looking down at me. "A bastard with tainted blood doesn't deserve to live in this world." The moment the needle pierced my skin, a burning pain spread through my veins. The drug felt like liquid fire coursing through my body.

Blood. It was everywhere—slick on the dirt, staining blades, soaking into Jason’s side. My breath caught when I saw it, hot panic rising in my throat. He tried to hide it, standing tall, his sword still steady, but I wasn’t blind. I saw the way his hand pressed against his ribs, the way his jaw clenched against the pain. And he still fought. For me.

He kept working as he hooked up the blood. “Is it the right blood?” Spencer asked. “No idea. I had it for Tatum and she needs O+. That is universal, so regardless of what he has, it should take.” Steele was so focused that I didn’t double him. “Got it.” Spencer puled out of the whole. “I’m ready to move.” Steele didn’t answer for a moment. “Go!” He said and sat back. “Tatum. This is going to hurt.” Alpha Jackson pulled my attention back to him. He was holding some pliers, looking at me with an expression I didn’t need to pay attention to.

She nodded her head. I made a small slash at my wrists and watched my blood begin to pool around the wound. Arisa reached for my wrist gingerly. She slowly brought it to her lips and began drinking. A shudder passed through me as she drank my blood. A second later she pulled away. Her eyes had tints of red in them, proof of the bonding process.