Blood Saliva In The Morning นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I could have had something that messed up my system. "A day," I answered. "I saw it for a day and that was it." Silence followed. The only sound animating the place was the doctor's fast scribbling on a jotter. I didn't raise my gaze. Not even when he started speaking to me. "You'll run a blood test. Will you be available tomorrow?" "I think." "I'd like you to come with your urine sample. Your first urine. Don't have breakfast before taking it, okay?"

"About that," I said. "How come it's still there? Normally I'd heal a small puncture like that in minutes." I'd been pretty shocked to see the four purple dots on my shoulder this morning - two top canines and two smaller ones from his bottom teeth. Shocked, but excited too, in a weird sort of way. "It's a stain that's formed when our saliva mixes with blood," Ty answered. "It'll last maybe a week or so on you, same as on a Zendir - kind of like a hickey on a human."

Germs are everywhere. There are likely more on my hands. My saliva is made to kill germs. I am fine. This is fine. This is "normal". Missing my routine doesn't have to ruin my day. I am awake. I am safe. I am okay. I kept chanting those words as I swiped the brush back and forth in my mouth.

One month later. Bella laid on the examination bed in the small hospital room, the paper sheet crinkling softly beneath her. The doctor glanced down at the file, flipping a page before looking back up. “You mentioned nausea in the mornings?” he asked. Bella nodded once. “Mostly in the mornings. And… sometimes at night.” “Any dizziness? Fatigue?” he asked. “…Yes,” she answered quietly. He hummed quietly, jotting something down. “When was your last cycle?”

Charlotte's POV She woke up to the taste of saliva in her mouth while her eyes were still closed. Her mouth was watering, and she couldn't understand why, but when she felt a rising sensation from her stomach, it meant she needed to wake up completely because she was about to vomit again. Even though her eyes were still somewhat heavy from sleep, she still made an effort to get to the bathroom while leaning on the wall for support. As soon as she entered, she immediately bent over the sink and vomited, with only saliva coming out. This was weakening; she felt exhausted after vomiting just saliva.

The registration sheet was rubbed into a ball in her palm and covered with sweat. "No. 518, Savannah Lea!" When her number was finally called, Savannah stood up nervously and said, "It's me!" "Come in!" Savannah walked into the consulting room and put the medical records and the registration sheet in front of the doctor. The middle-aged female doctor looked down at the medical records and asked without looking at Savannah, "What's wrong with you?" "I..." Savannah stammered, "I always vomited when I got up in the morning, and I also wanted to vomit at the sight of food..."

His scent also seemed stronger and mouthwatering that I couldn't even help the saliva that was about dripping down the side of my mouth. What the hell was going on? It was exactly 1:00A.M in the morning where my body was feeling like it was getting steamed. “Shit!” Groaning repeatedly, I struggled to get out of bed but instead fell miserably on the floor. Thankfully, there was not much I collided with that made noises loud enough to disturb anyone outside this room. I squinted, not knowing if Ronald was watching me or not. The sweat that coated my forehead and palms were proof enough of how I was feeling. My insides hurt like hell, almost as if it had been set on fire. I could feel the hit f

Sarah shook her head in disbelieve and stood to walk to the car and Mike rushed behind her with a calling for her to wait. Saturday is an odd sunrise, different than any other. Sarah was nervous that she kept shaking off her hand every 5 minutes or so, pacing back and forth. Mike sat there, observing her every movement, eating a bowl of cereal. She hasn’t bathed yet which is so–not–Sarah. Sarah gives great importance to self-hygiene that it is a must for her to take a bath in the morning before she comes down. Brushing teeth before breakfast is a vow to death. So, this means she might have doubts about going to meet Suman.

I cried out, "Let go of me!!" I struggled to pull my hands away, but the more I struggled, the more he drank my blood. The suction continued for a long time that I felt myself falling onto the bed. I was slowly losing consciousness. I felt him extract his teeth from my skin, then he was licking the spot. I don't know what happened after that because I blacked out. KNOX's POV Shit! I took too much blood! Although she's still going to survive, I shouldn't have fed from her. I licked on the spot where she was hurt and watched as the wounds closed up. That's right, our saliva has healing attributes that could heal injuries quickly.

She yawned heavily, she finally got out of bed and walked directly to the bathroom. She stretched and faced the mirror on the wall, she looked at herself her hair was in a mess "Whatever" she muttered, and scratched her itching scalp. She yawned again and bent to wash her face but something caught her attention, her palm, it was stained with blood. She looked closely at the mirror and saw blood stains on her nose. She had bled "Oh no, I had a cut last night." She cleaned up, she sashayed her way into the kitchen there, Michal was preparing breakfast she sat on the counter and coughed out to attract Michal's attention.