Novel & Cerita The Only Blood

“What does that mean? Isn’t there any way to get him the blood he needs?” The doctor sighed. “Rh-null is exceedingly rare. Only a few dozen people worldwide are known to have this blood type. We’ve reached out to international blood banks, but the fastest option would be a direct family donor.” Grand Miller’s face darkened, and his hand fell from Emma’s shoulder. “A direct family donor?” The doctor nodded. “Yes. Would you or another relative be willing to undergo compatibility testing?” The room fell silent, the quietness feeling thick and heavy. Grand Miller's usual calm face showed signs of struggle. Grand Miller took a deep breath, then whispered, "I can't."

Blood complaint that made him chuckle. “Not all of our friends know about him, only Chaos and Bryan know because they’re the ones who help me to hide my kid to keep him safe.” I explained. “F*ck!” Blood said. “But where is your wife then?” Blood asked me that made me shake my head again.

The moment it slips from your grasp, someone else is already reaching for it. They say blood is thicker than water. They never mention power. Power makes strangers into allies... ...and family into rivals. I look across the table at my father. Grey eyes meet grey eyes. There's enough resentment in his expression to poison the room. I smile properly now. Power slipped from his hands... ...and I was the one who caught it. I have no intention of ever giving it back.

“It’s also called ‘golden blood.’ Extremely rare — less than fifty people worldwide are known to have it. I’ve only seen it twice in my entire career and there’s no supply of it in the blood bank.” “Then how is he alive?” I asked. She looked down, then back up at us. “Because I donated mine.” “You did what?” Dante barked.

he pleads. I laugh. "Okay fine, but I'm going to warn you right now, most of it's not very pretty. I specialize in blood magic," I tell him. He frowns. "What's blood magic?" "Magic that can only be performed by witches or mages of a certain bloodline. The spells are extremely difficult and extremely powerful, and blood from the witch is needed to make it work." "Oh shit, that sounds intense. No wonder everyone knows your name," he mutters making me smile.

“Is this about money?” When the doctor explained, Nico wanted to grab the doctor and bang her head on the wall. The thought of Xoey in his arms held him back. “No, sir. The patient’s blood type is RH-null. It is the rarest blood type in the world. The database showed that this particular blood group only has nine active donors worldwide. At present, we do not have it in the bank. I am sorry." She looked contrite, but no amount of apology could save Kara's life, it seemed.

His chef always whips up interesting dishes made entirely of blood containing various herbs and spices. Getting ready to entertain Baron and his guests is a tedious process. I always have to look my best even though it’s not my appearance that matters to him. It’s my blood. The rarest of the rare - they call it golden blood. I’m literally a vampire delicacy, and while no one’s allowed to bite me, he does like to show me off so they can smell what they can't have.

Ironic. The thought dragged a dry, humorless laugh from my throat. It echoed in the sterile silence of my office, a place that smelled of lemon polish and an underlying decay. My vision was now swimming on the edge of a crimson haze, each blink more laborious than the last. My hands trembled uncontrollably, and I curled them into fists, nails digging into my palms—useless pain that did nothing to steady me. Then it hit me: Bloodmatch. The name pressed against my consciousness like a shadow that refused to lift, a curse and a promise all at once—dangerous, illicit, irresistibly seductive.

Orel said as I nodded then moved to leave as he stopped me by holding the hand that was on his jaw, when I looked at him in question, he replied my unspoken question. “I am a hot blooded male Themis, please refrain from touching other men both in my presence or not, I don’t want to kill any man but know that, that is what I will do if I suspect that the man will have your affections, the only males I will allow that to happen are your brothers or father but I understand that they are no more and also any man that saved you but not for long. The only reason I didn’t bury my dagger in his heart was because he saved you.” I smiled at Orel. “It isn’t my intention to touch any male, apart from yo

The sun is shining. "Isn't she your girl?" Huh? Who? Me? My mind asked that because of confusion. “Yes. He is the one our schoolmates are talking about. They said they couldn't smell her blood so they didn't know if she is vampire blood or not," "Really?!" “Yes. And even if you smell the air, you won't smell anything from her except her perfume," "That's weird," "Bro, I didn't smell anything on her except her perfume," "Me too, I didn't smell her blood,"