Trombosit Cells At Work

My husband forced me into labor the same day his widowed sister-in-law went into labor. I was only seven months pregnant when he dragged me to the hospital and demanded that the doctors induce me. Eugene Cobb locked me inside the delivery room, his expression tense and urgent. "The baby Fiona's carrying has a rare disease. The doctors say he'll die as soon as he's born. They need umbilical cord blood and special stem cells during delivery to save him! My brother's already gone. It's my responsibility to take care of her and her child." A four-inch-long induction needle pierced into my body. Violent contractions crashed through me, cold sweat soaking my back. I said weakly, "Fiona's pregnancy has been perfectly healthy. How could the baby suddenly have a rare disease? And my pregnancy is high-risk. The doctor said I need to carry to term. If you force an early birth, you'll kill both our baby and me!" Eugene frowned slightly and pinned me firmly to the hospital bed. "The doctor already explained everything. The baby just needs to be born two months early. Nothing will happen." As Fiona Smith's screams rang out from the delivery room next door, something seemed to occur to him. "You're not trying to get rid of Fiona because I've been taking care of her all the time, are you? I told you a long time ago I'm only helping her because she's my sister-in-law. How can you be so vicious?" I stared at the blood spreading beneath me and begged through tears. As long as he spared the child, I was willing to divorce him and give them my place. Eugene's eyes filled with impatience. "What are you talking about? I'm the baby's father. Why would I harm my own child?" My umbilical cord blood and stem cells were finally used on Fiona's baby. Both mother and child were declared safe. Only then did Eugene finally remember us. But when he arrived at the hospital room, the only thing waiting for him was an empty bed.

Grandpa died, and we immediately went for each other's throats over the inheritance. Then a blizzard hit, trapping us all in the family estate. An app appeared on our phones: [THE LAST ZOMBIE: FINAL RECKONING]. We had to pick a hiding spot. The last one standing—the last human standing—would inherit everything. I chose the dark, silent recording studio in the basement. Away from them all. When it was time to pick special powers, my family chose powerful weapons or pocket dimensions full of supplies. I chose Bio-Stasis. It slowed my cells to a crawl, and my body along with them. My stepbrother's fiancée, Chloe, called me an idiot. "Hiding from your family and picking a useless power? You're on a suicide mission." They threw a zombie-slaying party upstairs, already celebrating an inheritance they hadn't even won. Until, one by one, they turned. And started tearing each other apart. What they didn't know... was that I'd rigged the game from the start. The only way to win was to stay completely silent.

Silver burned. Holy light seared. I screamed my brother’s name, Theron, into the communication crystal. My consciousness was fading. His cold voice finally crackled through. "What now?" I fought through the pain, my voice weak. "Theron, please… help me…" He cut me off, his voice a razor's edge. "Enough! Lilith is hosting the Blood Moon Festival. Stop causing trouble. If you’re tormenting her out of jealousy again, I’ll throw you in the sun cells myself." The line went dead. Lilith. Our manipulative little adoptive sister. Was she really more important to him than his own blood? The silver poison and searing light consumed me. I shattered. My tears turned to ash, my body right behind them. Congratulations, Theron. You're free of your annoying sister. You don't have to lock me up anymore. Because I'm already dead.

Kontento si Jovy sa pamilyang mayroon siya. Hindi sila mayaman pero may sarili silang bahay ng asawa niyang si Kristoff at biniyayaan ng dalawang anak, lalaki ang panganay at babae ang bunso. Mechanical techinican ng isang malaking precision company sa kanilang lungsod si Kristoff. Sapat na ang sahod nito sa pangangailangan nila. Ngunit sinubok ng panahon ang kanilang pamilya nang magkasakit ang bunso nilang anak. Nagkaroon ng bukol ang atay nito at kailangang alisin ang bahagi kung saan tumubo ang cancer. Hindi lamang iyon, nirekomenda rin ng doctor ang pagkakaroon ng liver transplant para maagapan ang pagkalat ng cancer cells sa malusog na parte ng atay ng bata. Hindi sila handa lalo na sa financial na aspeto. Wala silang matakbuhan. Buhay ng anak niya laban sa kaniyang dignidad at katapatan bilang asawa, pinili niya ang una. Tinanggap ang alok na tulong ng congressman kapalit ang isang gabing aliw. Pero ang gabing iyon ng pagkakasala ang nagsadlak sa kaniya sa kulungang hindi niya alam kung may karapatan pa ba siyang lumaya.

I’d just bonded with my mate, Alpha Damien, when he brought home an orphan to repay a “life debt.” From that day on, I came second to the girl, Lila. Always. Lila framed me, claiming I forced her to lose control of her wolf. For that, Damien locked me in the silver cells for three days and three nights. "The silver will teach you how to be a tolerant Luna!" Silver poisoning is torture. My wolf withered. I begged for mercy, drowning in agony. Lila just snuggled up to him, her voice dripping with fake concern. "Serena is your mate, after all. When she's in pain, you're in pain. It hurts me to see you suffer." Later, to make Lila happy, Damien publicly gave my seat on the Pack Council to her—a girl who knew nothing. This time, I said nothing. I just severed our mate bond. Days later, while he was writhing in the agony of our broken bond, he finally heard the news. I had joined the royal’s elite unit, The Talons. And I was never coming back. He shattered.

Annalee Starling is a hybrid werewolf/witch who's parents die when she is five. She is taken to the Orion Pack were she is treated lower then an Omega, always reminded she is not a pack member. Hybrids are considered an abomination a disgrace to the supernatural world. She doesn't know if she will develop the gift of magic or get her wolf at sixteen, and no one will help her figure it out, no one will even acknowledge her, unless ordering her around or hurting her. The only exception is her secret friend Axel, the second son of the Alpha. After being accused of attacking another pack member she is thrown in the cells to be tortured. The Luna helps her escape, bringing her to a human town where she is accepted into a family, who help her discover the feeling of love, and belonging. Evelyn is a witch and quickly becomes like a mother to Annalee. Walter, Evelyn's husband, is a werewolf, and becomes Annalee's protector and father figure. Their son Zeke is like Annalee, a hybrid, he is drawn to her and she him. She finally has someone in her life that is like herself. Someone to learn from and guide her through the challenges of being a hybrid and a teenager. Annalee quickly discovers her place in their world and finds herself, as well as her soulmate.

This is book 1 in the Royal Wolf Of Zidiah series. This book can be read as part of the series or as a standalone. Lillian Dalgaard, or Lilly to her friends, is the future Queen of Zidiah, a strong, powerful, rare wolf shifter and part vampire. With capabilities like no other, only a strong Alpha wolf will do as Lilly's mate. However, the mate she gains is not one she wants. Bastian is a powerful Alpha in his own right and runs his pack with an iron fist. He has no tolerance for rogues and even less for Lillian Dalgaard. When Bastain's men kidnap Lilly, locking her in Greenrock packs cells, they have no clue what they've set in motion. Realising that Lilly is his mate, Bastian rejects her on the spot, not realising he just rejected the future Queen and Omerian wolf that all men wish was theirs, leaving her to die. When the realisation hits, Bastian knows his only choice is to accept Lilly, or it could mean the end of both of them. Lilly, however, has other ideas. She will not accept Bastian, no matter what it costs. Lilly will fight for what's right, and Bastian Ashworth has no business believing that he can write the wrongs of the past between them. Will Bastain be able to show Lillian how wrong he was? Or will her mighty wolf tear him to shreds before the eyes of his pack? There are four books in the series - Alpha Verses Omerian book 1 The Romerian Alpha's Mate, book 2 - both available now. **I sincerely apologise for any confusion with this book and the second. I hope you will continue to read book 2 **

My wife, Maya Griffin, has no idea that Harry Quinlan, the infertile heir to an elite family, has just deposited his final jar of sperm cells into the sperm bank. She allows her childhood sweetheart, Elijah Cook, who's also a new intern at the sperm bank, to install a pirated copy of antivirus software into the system, which damages the freezing aspect of the bank and causes the internal temperature to rise. I use my stellar hacking skills to repair the system, thus preserving Harry's sperm. When Harry insists on holding Elijah responsible, Maya is about to defend Elijah when I stop her. "If you speak up for him now, you'll be destroying your own reputation instead. You'll also get blacklisted by all the companies." In his despair, Elijah commits suicide in the freezer. Before he dies, he leaves a video behind that accuses Maya of not saving him out of selfishness. Maya destroys the video calmly. Then, she states that Elijah has reaped what he has sown. Many years later, Maya's cybersecurity company becomes internationally renowned. She lures me into a freezer before trapping me there. Then, she watches me coldly as I beg her to release me. That's how I died with hatred in my eyes. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day when Elijah installs the pirated software he has bought online. This time, I turn off my phone and go back to bed. Without my help in this lifetime, I'd like to see how Maya and Elijah will face Harry's wrath.

Rapheal Valentino who has no interest in dating but work,work work meets a club dancer who becomes his assistant. Stephanie wither who later develops interest in her boss,tries everything to get his attention.Will she suceed?.

“She is to be my slave.” He says, dropping the bomb before gripping my chin tightly and forcing me to face him. “Do you have a problem with that, princess?” I try not to flinch from the pain, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. But I fail to hide the obvious hate for him in my eyes. I hate him for killing the love of my life. He chuckles and tightens his hold on my chin. His eyes flash red momentarily before returning to their normal grey and I tremble from fear. He looks at me like he wants to destroy my very soul but I don't drop my eyes as I glower at him spitefully. “Glare at me all you want, little bunny. From now on, I'm your master.” He smirks. I don’t know how I got here. I fell from riches to rags when I became a slave to the ruthless, dangerous, and cruel Lycan king overnight. He killed my fiancé, threatened my father, the Alpha king, and destroyed my life, turning me into a pauper and a slave pet when I was born a princess. He wanted me to be his breeder and give birth to his mini Lycan babies. This man was my worst nightmare and I was afraid of him. But can someone explain to me why when I'm close to him, I feel like my body is about to explode into a thousand pieces? He’s my enemy and I should find an opportunity to kill him to avenge my fiancé but why do all the cells in my body burn for him, wanting him close when I should loathe him and try my best to run away from him?