Who Has Rh Null Blood

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.

Elyse Anne Villasis living on her own and want a simple and peaceful life. She just wanted to finish her course in college as an interior design student. But she can't hide the truth that she is the illegitimate child of the Governor who abandoned her and her mother a long time ago. On their trip to a museum, there is a strange lady who gave her a painting. When she got home and check it, it was a painting of a handsome guy wearing Korean traditional clothes. But Elyse feels something strange while staring at the painting of the guy especially in his eyes, it seems that it is real. That night, Elyse heard footsteps and she guessed that it was a thief but when she checks her place, no one was in there. The next night, Elyse decided to pretend asleep and set a trap in her place to catch the thief but when she was about to catch it, she noticed that the guy is missing in the painting. Then, she heard a loud noise of cooking ware in the kitchen, and what she found out to make her jaw dropped. The guy in the painting looking at her in shock with a slice of bread in his mouth.

Epperly Wakes is your typical good girl, she feeds the homeless, volunteers at animal shelters, and reads to the elderly. Hack Hyland is your typical mafia Don, he murders his enemies, keeps his family close, and has billions of dollars. What happens when these two opposites come together? Will the old saying be correct, will opposites attract? Or will it be too much for both?

In Valle Vitale, nothing stays buried. Not blood, not secrets, and certainly not the dead. Auryn was trained to be sharp, silent, and dangerous. Working as a risk analyst for Obsidian—a private security firm that caters to powerful clients with darker secrets than most—was supposed to be her quiet cover. But after a savage attack on her first night, she realizes nothing about Valle Vitale is safe. The creature that mauled her wore a familiar face. The man who saved her is her cold, beautiful billionaire boss—Killian DuskBane, an Halomir. And the people she had spent all her life loathing might be her only hope of surviving what comes next. Something ancient stirs in the dark, something that once shattered the world. And now, it’s calling to her. But she's just the spark. And every faction—Mystic, Halomir, Hollowed, and human, is about to burn.

Born to serve. Destined to rule. Elara Callum was just another nameless human in a world where humans are nothing more than property. When she’s given to the feared Alpha King Kaelen as payment for a treaty, her quiet life of obedience becomes a deadly game of survival. But Kaelen, the brutal werewolf king, senses something strange about her. Something forbidden. Something... fated. When Elara is kidnapped by vampires and taken to their cold kingdom, secrets unravel. Not only is she the key to a prophecy that could shift the balance of power between races she’s also the last living Fae. Now two kings want her. A rebellion wants to use her. And her own body is becoming something not quite human. In a world where monsters rule and fate binds, can a servant girl become a queen… or will she be the spark that ends them all?

Christa Tylor thought she had lived a happy life by being born into a wealthy family, had a golden childhood, and was happily married to her childhood sweetheart. Until she was 24 years old, killed by her beloved husband on their wedding anniversary. As she wakes up at her wedding a year ago, Christa is reborn after her wolf blood awakening, as if in answer to her prayer. It will bring her an opportunity for a slower and more measured approach to seize a second chance for a do-over. There are few things quite as sweet as revenge, even if she needs to face anguish and fear more terrible than death. Only she has to hide her true identity from humans; therefore, she is a werewolf who seeks revenge and resists her bloodthirsty beast of hers.

Anna will no longer stay at her pack in her sorrows. She is going to leave, even if that means becoming rouge. However, her journey is cut short when she meets her mate, the Alpha with a temper and with secrets.

Iris never imagined that she could fall in love with an immortal creature who was known to be so cruel. Was it about her having a strange fetish with that creature, or because of her charm that couldn't make her eyes blink for a few tens of seconds. Jonathan Hickman, the demonic figure most feared by the demon hunter organization. His first encounter was like an ocean of magic. Bewitched by the figure of Iris who gave herself up to avenge the deaths of her adoptive parents. But unfortunately, Iris was chosen to be one of the members of the demon slayer where the main target of the organization was to hunt down Jonathan. The two intersecting roads miss each other. Need each other. How will the story continue? Will Iris betray her friend or will she have to let Jonathan die at her friend's hands? Read the full story in this novel.

What's more fucked up after knowing that your mother was one of the girls of your lover’s father that resulted the betrayal of the woman who was once best friends? Alessia was raise with poverty. She would exhaust herself just to provide the needs of her family. She’s a family-centered woman and thought that she don’t have time for romance not until the spoiled brat CEO came. Yadiel on the other hand was raise with a golden spoon on his mouth. Whatever he wants, he gets. A mommy’s boy who’s not interested in women. He believed that he’ll be a single man until he dies but that didn’t bode well after falling in love with the hardworking and family-oriented woman who happened to be his secretary, Alessia. What will happen if their family reveals the dark secret that hasn’t been told? Will their love will bond stronger or this will be the reason for them to destroy each other?

“ Take off your robes,” Ava heard the command and the other slaves obeyed almost immediately. They took off their robes, and their almost naked body came into view except for the tiny little lace that covered nothing but their nipples and balls. The male slave's dick dangled and Ava looked away, still clutching her robe to herself. How could she undress in front of this multitude? What kind of humiliation was this? The audience erupted into murmurs, indecent comments flying from every corner. “ Steele, you slave seemed to be a disobedient one,” Ava heard the man's stern words and she turned to see Jacob’s stern gaze on her. She gulped and slowly let go of her robe. It fell to the ground and the audience gasped at the sight of her nakedness. Her hands clenched into fists by her side, resisting the urge to pick her robe from the floor and cover herself from their lustful eyes. “ Shit! How did Jacob get himself such a perfect slave?” Panic gripped Ava. No. It cannot be what she is thinking. She wasn't about to fuck these people. No. Jacob cannot make her do this. I was only his tool for power and revenge. I should have known he was no ordinary man but knowing wouldn't have changed anything. I was helpless, trapped with no choice and he was my savior from the Slave den back then. My hatred for him wouldn’t have allowed me to go with someone else. It’s not like I had a choice to choose my buyer. He was the highest bidder and I’m a commodity he bought from an illegal market. A commodity he has great plans for. His tool for power and revenge but I hate that my heart palpates for him.