Hots Icy Veins Novels & Stories

One warrior isn’t as lucky—a jagged spike rips through his arm, another through a leg, blood staining the pristine ice in crimson streaks. A thick, glass-like sheen coats my vision. My skin burns—not with heat, but with a frostbite so intense it feels like my veins are solidifying into shards of ice. Every fiber of my being pulses with raw, bleeding cold, the kind that doesn’t just freeze flesh—it kills.

“Most of the inner walls of your veins have hardened. It isn't an illness but rather a cold energy that's freezing your veins. “I assume that you started having this condition after fighting with someone? It seems to me that he was aiming to end your journey as a fighter. How vicious!” Carl nodded in appreciation. She had been able to determine the source of his injuries very quickly, so she had really lived up to her name as the disciple of the Living Reaper. David then asked worriedly, “Dr. Lynn, is there a way to treat my father?” Naomi hesitated for a moment before saying, “A vein injury is the hardest to treat. First, we need to remove the cold energy freezing the veins… “And we can’t d

His fangs sank deeply into the carotid with a soft, wet pop. Blood surged into his mouth. It was hot, thick, copper-bright and spiked with the faint sweetness of fear-laced lust still trapped under glamour. The stranger convulsed beneath him, a choked cry muffled into cotton as venom flooded his system. His cock jerked untouched, spurting weak pulses across the already-soaked sheets while his hole clenched rhythmically around Owen’s shaft, milking him in helpless peak.

"Come on, Harlan. We are on the same team. If something is wrong with you, I need to know. Is it drugs? Some kind of medical condition?" Kane let out a short laugh with no humor in it. "Not drugs. Not a condition. Just leave me alone." "You almost shifted or something on the ice," Elias pressed, voice low. "I saw claws starting to come out. Do not tell me that was nothing." Kane stepped around him. "You are imagining things, Voss. Game is over. Go celebrate with the guys." Elias followed him toward the door. "I know what I saw. Your ribs right now. Let me see how they look."

The violet veins beneath his skin throbbed dangerously, reacting to the spike of adrenaline cutting through his system. "If they force those scanners against my skin, the local frequency will trigger the micro-particulate silver," Rhys growled, his jaw clenching so hard a sharp line formed along his throat. "It’ll look like an acute cardiovascular rupture on their logs. A tragic pre-fight heart attack."

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.

Troy - one of my brother's friend and my crush said, "You haven't seen the video? He is in the washroom and I need clothes for him." I explained, "Really? Come on let's go" he said and held my hands as we ran to his locker As he joined our hands, I felt electric shock run down my spine and up again. We got there and he opened his locker, brought out some clothes- a black hoodie and black pants. Just what my brother wears— black. "Come on," he said and headed to the washroom and I followed.

And I think they failed to even do justice to it. My throat went dry as I tried to ignore the nagging hotness in the air but my traitor gaze just moved lower from his abs down to his ‘thing’ and my heart did a fast flutter. Long, thick, bluish-green veins bulging through the smooth skin and… I quickly averted my gaze but the damn damage was already done. I closed my eyes and tried to forget but it only heightened the image in my mind even more, making me shiver. “What the fuck is wrong with you?!” he snapped at me.

I’ve never seen him shirtless till this moment. The olive skin of him shined under the lights of room, my eyes followed the veins in his hands which travelled to his neck and disappeared in the pit of his neck making my eyes drop and widen on the picture of his sculptures and well built chest and abs. 1,2,3,4,5,6 and i kept counting until my eyes landed on the V lines veins and then…. shit. Fuck ! my eyes snapped back to his and found me already looking at me with his signature smirk.

“Yes. I did promise you, didn’t I?” He tilted his head at her. “I said I will make you normal again.” “How? By poking me every day?” “It’s called acupuncture. It’s to test your blood flow.” He frowned at her words. She lifted his hand to her and said, “See, your veins are looking normal again. Instead of being black and blue, it’s becoming a normal color.” He pulled his hand to his face as he looked at the veins. He didn’t even notice that his blood vessels were becoming normal again.