Blood Pooling In Arms Novels & Stories

I placed my head on his chest right above his heart, his faint beatings of heart audible. I tightened my embrace, earning a pained hiss from him, as his back stiffed. Now when I noticed, I felt some liquid trickling down my arm that was wrapped around his back. I looked up at him confused, as I removed my hand, and looked at it. Blood! His blood! I looked up at him, as he gave me a small smile. My hand visibly trembled as I shrieked in pain. "Ar-Arman?" I looked up at him with shock

He crumples to the floor, dazed, while Armando gasps, clutching his abdomen—blood pooling beneath him. I drop the bat, letting it hit the floor with a deafening clang that echoes through the silence. My breath hitches as I turn to Armando; my hands tremble with adrenaline. He’s struggling to rise, his body slick with the intruder’s blood pooling around us. Instinct pulls me toward the man who broke in, my heart racing as I check his pulse. It’s weak, faint—but there. Suddenly, I feel a firm grip on my arm, and I meet Armando's eyes. He's leaning heavily against the counter, his face pale and strained. Blood drips from his wound, each drop splattering onto the floor, marking our fight against

We needed to get off this train of thought before Papa thought to brand Ark an enemy. "You're going to want to ice the areas of concern. Not directly against your skin. We need to flush the pooling blood away from the organs. Get it to your lymph nodes. Your lymph system is responsible for getting rid of it. Arkady, do you happen to know lymphatic massage?"

"I'm okay, really. I just need some aspirin." "Humor him, Ms. Vance," the doctor sighed, reaching for my cast. He checked the circulation in my toes, pressing down on the skin to see how fast the color returned. "The swelling is going down, but you need to keep this elevated. If you keep sitting upright like this, the blood is going to pool." Alexander watched the doctor’s hands like a hawk. If the doctor moved too fast or pressed too hard, I could see Alexander’s jaw tighten, his eyes flashing with a protective hunger that made my stomach flip. He couldn't move, he couldn't stand, but he was still guarding me.