The Only Blood Novels & Stories

I asked with hesitation. Were they lying to me? Dad had clearly told me all Alpha blood was special and it only worked with the same sex when I started to delve into the medical field. Even Nate knew about it! That was why he didn't ask Hayden or his dad for their blood to cure Milla and Sofia last time. What was going on? And how did Nate know that only my blood was special? “Lottie, as much as I hate him, your blood is the only way to cure him now,” Hayden said bitterly and it brought me back to the present.

Wet. I lifted it to my face. Blood....My blood. Just one drop. But someone had taken it.

"I know you know. It is not about you. It is just that..." "Name your price." I cut him short. "Now that is insulting Alpha Noah. I am going to assume that you did not just say that. Anyway, her daughter has leukaemia. She just had a blood transfusion. I don't know where they got the blood because it is very rare." The doctor said, "That is so sad. I am glad she is doing okay. You say she has rare blood. How dare you?" I asked. "Very rare. In fact there are only three people that I know that have this blood type. But that is that. How are you faring? Are the pills working?" He changed the subject.

That’s how we talk here. “I want it stopped.” His eyes finally flicked to me—cold, pale blue, same color as mine but without any warmth left in them. “Quietly. No bodies in the river this time. We’re trying to keep the peace with the Italians until the wedding talks are finalized.” There it was. The wedding.

Like saying it out loud is its own kind of relief. "Don't talk," I say. I put my hands on him. The Moonblood knows what to do. I don't have to direct it or manage it or be afraid of it. It moves through me the way it has been waiting to move — not forced, not pushed, simply allowed. It finds the powder's trace in his blood the way light finds the edges of things in a dark room. Not by force. By nature. By the simple fact that where this kind of light goes, the things that hide in darkness cannot stay hidden.

If I offered you a million dollars for your blood, would you say no? "Name your price—hell, I bet you'd sell every organ in your body. You're just milking Vincent's love for a payday." "I'm a person, not a product," I said. "Why do you people act like money buys everything—even my emotions, my soul?" Emma sneered. "You're nothing. If you didn't have my blood type, you'd never have gotten near the upper class. "Let me spell it out—Vincent only saw you as my personal blood bank. Every time I needed a transfusion, he drained you for me.

“She's in need of blood” .

The church knew this too but because of the new law… their unlawful and wicked operation had to be done even more secretly. The old vampire council also knew how hard it'd be for their kind to adapt to that shitty mixture, so they secretly created "The Blood Vessel." Simply put, black market human blood. But unlike, the wicked ways of man, Vampires didn't hunt humans or coerce them with vampire magic…they simply recruited willing humans who wanted to serve vampires as their blood slaves. So this is where I come in… Saratan Credi, the stupid human girl with a death wish.

PROLOGUE "Red is always symbolizing love. But for Rose it had never been love. It was blood. Even her name has red on it. Blood that she hates. If she has the time to turn things back on, she will never ever tie herself to the man that she once loved. "

"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.