The Weight Of Blood Novels & Stories

It was not a pleasant kind of laughter. I narrowed my eyes and asked, "Is that funny to you?" "Funny? Of course, it's funny. How could it not be?" His face twitched slightly, and his gaze bore into me as he spoke slowly. Each word was deliberate and clear. "You're not worth that amount, and I wouldn't pay it either." For some reason, a chill ran through my body at that moment, as though I had been cornered by a venomous snake. His eyes pinned me down, unwavering. Then, he said, "You're worth far more than that. What you can have is endless wealth.

Hi readers This is my book blue blood and be sure to know what I write and what you'll all be reading is all in my imagination,it's all a fictionalized. All scenes,sword fighting skills,Powers and all are all work of my imagination if this reminds you of a scene before or a true life story it's all a coincidence. Thanks... ____________________________ In a small hut a woman groan in pain, rubbing her big tummy, she stretch her legs apart, moaning, tears and sweat mixed together on her face, her hairs pull apart but still her beautiful moonlight face shone.

Evelyn looked at Warren with a cold yet dead expression in her eyes. "You say that losing 400 ml of blood is no big deal. But what about losing 2000 ml?"

I feel like a monster now. "Anything I can do to help." Dr. Emerson led us down a long corridor before opening the door into the lab. Towards the back of the lab the vials of blood were held. Dr. Emerson looked worried about me being around all that blood, as though I would go berserk simply knowing all that blood was there.

I frowned in pain when the doctor inserted the needle into my blood vessel. Looking up at the doctor, I asked, "I haven't done a health check-up yet. Is it okay to give her my blood?" "Mr. Jones has shown us your medical records. Your blood type matches Miss Diaz's, and you're physically healthy. Miss Diaz's condition is especially critical this time. So, she needs about 600 ml of blood. If there's any discomfort throughout the whole process, please bear with it for a while." 600 ml?! I clenched my fists as I watched the blood flow down the tube and into the bag.

Felix didn't waste time on pleasantries and immediately approached the gathered bodies. After examining them for over ten minutes, Felix walked back to Xena. "It doesn't appear to be the work of Necrobound, but I can't rule it out entirely. All these people are missing their lifeblood." Lifeblood—also known as vital essence—was the deep red blood that flowed directly from the heart's main artery. In traditional medicine, it was considered the essence of life, derived from the transformation of nutrients by the spleen and stomach, and crucial to a person's health.

He couldn’t possibly have ever done anything wrong. “Where did this come from for a start?” I indicated the glass, and the pair looked at each other. “Well?” “It’s a complicated answer. We have access to human blood and animal blood. Animal blood is much easier to come by, but I have given you human. Animal blood isn’t as good as human blood. It doesn’t replenish you enough. I thought you needed something stronger.” Mum was trying to be open with me and I appreciated it, but her discussing human blood only made all my old concerns come to the surface.

After that, another four hundred milliliters were taken, bringing the total to five hundred milliliters. "In addition, dense needle marks were found on the victim's arm, with evidence of repeated failed insertions. There were also signs of blunt force trauma inflicted after death." Silence filled the room. The doctor looked at Sharon, fury undisguised in his eyes. "You're a nurse. The maximum safe blood donation amount is four hundred milliliters. That's basic medical knowledge. Yet you drew five hundred milliliters from someone suffering from severe anemia. "What exactly were you trying to do?"

🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀 I felt more alive, it was as if blood was the medicine I should have taken since the beginning of my horrifying pregnancy. I looked down at the empty bowls of blood on the ground. I could tell that such an amount of blood didn’t come from one or two people, it definitely came from tons of people and lives. They say blood is the life force that flows through mortal veins and the essence of life itself, so why blood?

He hurriedly answered seeing that Noel was trying to get something out of his pocket and he had assumed that he was going to bring out a gun. “Nice and how many were processed?” Noel inquired. Not like someone came to tell him something about the manager but because he had noticed how low the blood production in the blood bank has been. Like if they usually take fifteen bodies to the blood bank then they are to have a lot of blood drawn that will take them up to a week. An average vampire that lives between the human is entitled to two satchet of blood and it takes them for the entire week. Not to talk of Gaby’s boys bringing in more than ten bodies in a day and it doesn’t reach up to the we