Blue Venom Strain Novels & Stories

However when he opened his eyes he did not expected to get attacked with those brilliant blue eyes. Noah's lips parted in surprise when he saw those doe like eyes. A hint of nutmeg seem to leak out from the dark iris as they swirled lazily over the blue that surrounded them. He felt himself get unintentionally mused by those blue eyes which reminded him of the endless blue sky. "What?" June drily asked, who was also smitten by Noah's grey eyes. Noah's eye were sharp and grey. They looked like clouds during a storm. Hard and hidden but alluring.

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

Takashi stood back, and both watched as the man’s breathing quickened, and his wrist turned blue and spread all the way to his shoulder and was approaching his neck, when Jun knew she had seen enough. “Heal him now!” she yelled raising her gun. Takashi snapped out of it and injected him where he did earlier. They both watched as his veins weren’t so pronounced and the blue went away slowly. It took some time for him to come back, and he was on his feet. “What a rush” he grinned pushing his curls back. “Better than anything I’ve been on”. “I’ve never met anyone that likes to be poisoned before” Takashi stated. “What does it do?” she asked.

If anything, what I had seen on the TV seemed dull in comparison to what went on in the Iridescence Pack. My eyes widened and my jaw became slack as I realized why this was called the Carnival Cerulean. Bundles of living flame were suspended in the air, casting their beautiful light on the Carnival below. The flames weren’t normal, flickering with orange and red light. They were a rich shade of blue, cerulean to be exact. Within those flames were different shades and colors, all stemming from the color blue. They crackled and snapped, sending cobalt embers into the air whenever something managed to catch itself in the flames.

They would drain their stamina and mana at a fast rate, allowing him to take the upper hand. In this world, mana reserve is king, whoever runs out of mana is the one who ends up dead. He used this to kill thousands of mages over the years, even some stronger than himself. Giving him the moniker Blazing Salesman. However, something was not right. The heat didn't affect this blue guy, in fact, he was releasing a white gas from his mouth that was giving off a biting cold. Beemo created liquid nitrogen inside his body and used it to keep his temperature down.

He didn’t need to—he would know that voice anywhere, would recognize that presence in a crowd of thousands. “Blue…” The sound of his name, spoken like a plea, cracked through the suffocating silence. Elijah’s voice was low, careful, like he was approaching a wounded animal that might bite or bolt at any second. Blue closed his eyes, every muscle in his body tensing. “Don’t,” he said, his voice sharp, brittle as glass. “Don’t say my name like that. Not now.” Elijah stopped a few steps behind him. The distance felt like a canyon, and yet Blue could feel the heat of him, the scent of his cologne mingling with the crisp night air. It was maddening how something so simple could still have the pow

"You want a poison." "Not just any poison," Tanya whispered, her face twisting into a hideous, satisfied smirk. She reached into her bodice and pulled out a tiny, black glass vial sealed with dark purple wax. "This is Blood-Strangle. My father bought it from the dark witches of the Eastern Continent. It has no scent. It has no taste. The moment it touches the tongue, it paralyzes the vocal cords so the target cannot call for help or channel their aura. Within ten minutes, it turns the blood in their veins into solid ash." Jarek reached out, his thick, scarred fingers taking the black vial from her hand. He rotated it under the candlelight, watching the thick, viscous liquid slosh against the

was being stripped from his plasma. On the other side of the glass, Nevan was no longer standing. He was convulsing on the floor of his cage. The Icarus Strain had sensed the antidote. It wasn't just a virus; it was a Syndicate masterpiece, and like any cornered predator, it was lashing out with everything it had. The black veins on Nevan’s body weren't just pulsing; they were thrashing beneath his skin, trying to tear through the dermis to reach the air.

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,