Blue-green Veins Skin Tone Novels & Stories

Her silver hair—long, straight, and shiny—cascaded freely around her shoulders, tousled by the morning breeze. Her gown was loose against her thin frame, clearly borrowed and drooping a little at the shoulders. But it was her skin that stole my breath. Faint, glowing runes trailed down her arms and legs—blue, like ancient lightning caught in flesh. Like something sacred. When her eyes met mine Everything else came to a halt. Blue eyes. The kind of blue that made a man forget the sea and sky even existed. Her face was pale, marked with bruises that bloomed like violets beneath delicate looking skin. And yet, despite the marks and the gown too large for her, she stood as if nothing in the worl

“Ilaria, please don’t worry. I will try my best to extract your father from there, okay?” She bit her lip and nodded. “Would you like to take a walk around the palace of Xomor?” he asked. She looked up at him. His yellow irises locked with her blue eyes again. She swallowed and her gaze wandered to the tattoos on his skin. The deep blue color of his skin was like that of mountains covered in the morning mist, the color of a blue sapphire formed in the womb of earth, protected for thousands before being discovered by humans. He was terrifyingly beautiful, like a statue carved from blue sapphire.

Days, probably. "Rashid," Zayed prompted me again. I sighed and scrubbed my face with my hands. "The blue would look nice with you both. It'll bring out her hair and your skin tone. You should go with the blue." He smiled at me, nodding. "Good. I'll let her know first thing when she wakes up."

Everything meshing together, leaving me all hot and breathless in a matter of seconds. Fair skin, soft flesh, long creamy legs leading up to dangerously round molds. Every dip and curve sensational. Quickly leading up to the swell of those full balls, the skin even fairer than the rest, sending hot rush of blood throughout my body. Until finally, my eyes hit those luscious black waves, flowing down like endless pools of dark current that I just let pull me in! Deeper, and deeper, and deeper… until those striking blue orbs stood face to face with me! Trapping me down just then, every vein in my body pumping hard until I couldn’t take it anymore!

Even to the extent of one not feeling the warmth of the body of the other as they were playing with each other. The unlighted room was so beautiful and was romantic at the same time. The contour luminescence by the shades of the moonlight glowing from outside was so adorable... She loves being able to touch his midriffs, knowing that he could not see her as she blushes... as his lips were going lower to her skirt, which was partially covering the skimpy trunk that she was wearing. She likes the feel and the tastes of his skin on hers, which was releasing a very warm and sweet sensation each time they touched. It's always so great and exciting... So thrillingly explicit... So gloomy... and al

“What color do you think would look best on Sky, Luna? “ All the women had been casually taking about past mating balls and regalling us with their stories. The question was innocent enough, but it shocked me and I froze, allowing the female warrior I was sparring with to take me down. At least the Alpha finally made these training session private. No one saw me take the distracted hit or could eavesdrop on this conversation. “She could actually get away with several colors, I think. Blue in any shade would bring out her eyes and make her hair glow. But deep jewel tones would look amazing on her skin tone. What were you thinking?” Luna AVa throws over without bslowing her movements down

One would tell he was very good-looking without even making an effort to outline his features. He was tall for his age, had a good broad shoulder, with long golden hair like his father. His eyes had the depth and color of the blue sea and his skin shone as polished ebony (his skin color wasn't quite rampant amongst the vampire clan) He had an oblong face and a well-constructed chin. In all, his checkmark for good looks is what I call excellent!

No matter what, he’s the last person I’m meant to consider attractive. I grabbed his arm to cover it up with the blanket but I paused abruptly noticing this weird color on the vein in his hand. I thought veins were usually green in color, why was his purple? Drawing my attention back to his face, I noticed how pale he was for real and I moved to the other side of the bed to check out his other arm, and the veins in his hand were purple as well. “Oh my God” I gasped, dropping his arm out of shock and covering my mouth. I moved close, reaching for his face and opening his eyes and the veins in his eyes were purple as well, and that was when I knew that things had just gotten a little too serio

The wind had a metallic tang, cold and heavy. "My skin—Kaelor, look." Aradaa shoved his sleeve up. His veins weren't blue anymore. They were bright, molten silver, pulsing in time with the slow crawl of the moon across the sun. The glow was bright enough to cast shadows against the peeling wallpaper.

What had once been a faint discoloration had deepened into something unmistakable. A crescent curved along the side of my neck just below my jaw, its edges soft and blurred like a bruise blooming beneath the skin. The color settled into shades of deep indigo and muted violet, darker toward the outer arc, where the shape sharpened into faint, clawed ridges. The curve looked almost like a storm-wind sweeping across my throat. At the center of the crescent, a narrow lightning vein cut downward. It was thin, jagged, pale silver against the darker tones surrounding it. Not bright enough to glow, but bright enough that the shape stood out sharply if someone looked closely.