Novel & Cerita Blue Veins Under My Tongue

And as I looked down at my trembling hands, I saw veins of silver pulsing beneath my skin—bright, alive, and burning. --- To be continued...

A surreal glow from below grabbed her attention and upon glancing down, the fascinating scenery put her in awe. Blue veins stretched from her toes and into the floor, branching out into other veins that spread out across the whole floor and walls, going beyond the still curtains. The same situation occurred with Bjorn’s feet and as the snaky blue veins dotted the ceiling like the branches of a tree, the small platform in front of Mel glowed a soft ashen colour, shifting the shimmering blue to a light grey.

♤ Ven♤ "Ven for Venus, princess?" "Ven for Venom." My eyes sparkled with the hue of light purple when the human was looking at me in confusion. But not for more. I smirked while noticing he choked on air. His breathing stopped. The Colour of poisons started to creep from his toe. It didn't take a minute to turn his body blue.

he asked. I can see Alex's bite marks half curved into the shape of his teeth. But there was something odd, which I would not have noticed if Balthazar had not pointed it out to me. "What's that?" I whispered when I saw a small purple streak that came from the bite mark. Similar to veins but more conspicuous. That dampens your strength a bit. A kind of seal that's technically similar to mine before, but mine is meant to protect you ... whereas that one ... "

I rip my shirt open and I see water rolling down my body as if it's a hot summer's day. Something catches my eye. My veins start turning black , and like almost black blood begins to flow up to my arms. Standing up , I limp to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. The pain begins to double and triple - I hold onto the sink. The black blood or substance travels through every vein in my body, even the eye vein - turning the whites of my eyes black. I feel it flow as it leaves a trail of pain behind. My teeth begin to hurt and I begin to loose conciousness as the pain becomes unbearable.

His deep but somewhat weak eyes met mine. Then, a blue tint appeared on his cheeks. ‘His blood is blue. He is blushing! If I perceive this as excitement, then this is the first time I’ve seen him this excited.’ Although he seemed weak and looked like he was straining, his tight lips cracked open in a small smile. ‘This is because I licked his shaft with my tongue! I can still taste a faint metallic taste on my tongue!’ I looked at him with wide eyes and wiped my lips with my hand. I wanted to scold him, but I couldn’t utter a single word.

“Open your mouth and held out your tongue.” When she hangs out her tongue, it surprised me to see the color of it. It seems purple and had black dots around the corners of her tongue. It looks so weird and surprising. “I guess we need to go to the doctor to check on you.” “Is it serious?” Apollo asked. Looking worried. “Maybe. Look at her tongue.” When Apollo saw the color of her tongue, his eyes widen. “This can’t be.” He shakes his head. “Do you know what is happening to her, Apollo?”

She walks out of the room and I get up from my bed and walk to the bathroom. The first thing I saw was my face and I felt like I've risen from my own corpse, my cheeks have sunken too much, I've got dark bags under my eyes and my skin looks so pale and lifeless. And then my gaze moves to my left side of the neck, a huge patch of my skin has gone blue in color with purple spots and I see two holes in the center. This shit is agony! I sigh and carefully remove my clothes, my whole upper left side pains on even the slightest movement and look how easily these vampires drink and just forget what sin they did!

'What is this? I rushed towards the bathroom and stopped dead in my track as I saw the marks. It started as something that looked like a cursive C at the top of my breast and continued in snaked patterns as a v up around my neck and then in a small v down behind my neck. It almost looked like a tattoo, but it was much clearer defined and it also looked as if the came from beneath my skin. The color of it was a black going on purple and reminded me of the color a to visible vein had. The mirror image was shocking and all I did was just standing there questioning what had happened last night that made this appear on my skin.

Every vein ran along the underside where my tongue pressed flat, raised and distinct, and I traced them deliberately as he moved, feeling each ridge shift under my tongue as he pulled back and returned. I wrapped my tongue around him on the next stroke, curling underneath and pressing upward, feeling the specific texture of him, the way the skin shifted over the hardness beneath, the way the veins pulsed faintly when I held pressure against them for a moment before releasing. He made a sound above me. I did it again. His pace slowed each time my tongue found something that made his hips stutter, and I used that information, mapping him the way his fingers had mapped me, learning what made hi