Ice In My Veins Blood In My Eyes Novels & Stories

Of course, I will only regret it even more. I also looked after Agatha in the inpatient room. She was still closing her eyes with the way the IV was still stuck. When I noticed there was blood flowing there. The blood is blue. How about this? I don't want a doctor to see me. Human blood will certainly be fresh red. But what came out of there was a fresh blue color. I started to panic. I felt like I couldn't let anyone see this. Until now, Agatha hasn't opened her eyes either.

~ Ivy ~ The first thing I felt was a slow, heavy throb behind my eyes. It felt like a dull metal hammer hitting the inside of my skull over and over. Then came the smell. It was sharp and clean, like bleach and cold plastic. I blinked. The light above me was too bright, making my eyes water. I tried to lift my right arm to block the glare, but something pulled tight against the back of my hand. A small plastic tube was taped to my skin, and a clear liquid was dripping down from a tall metal pole.

I cry, scrambling as much as the restraints allow, but it is useless. The syringe finds my vein. Pain lances through me, hot, searing, and spreading. My vision blurs at the edges as the wolfsbane eats into my bloodstream.

I should get off the floor and get back to bed. Lifting my arms from my knees, I looked down but stopped when I saw the inside of my elbow, where Sara had drawn blood. Dark blue veins were visible around the area where she had drawn blood. I might have never had my blood drawn like this, but I knew damn well that it wasn’t normal. “Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.” I repeated in my head as I stared at it. Maybe I wasn’t pregnant, and I had been infected. Panicked, I began looking over my body for signs that I had been scratched or bitten. I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary when I was in the shower last, but I figured I missed something.

The blood соurѕіng thrоugh mу vеіnѕ now turned tо ісе. Hе ѕtіrrеd a lіttlе reacting tо thе lіght, аttеmрtіng to brіng hіmѕеlf round frоm hіѕ drunken ѕtuроr. Tеаrѕ filled mу еуеѕ, wаtсhіng his blооdѕhоt ones begin to fluttеr. He eventually рrіzеd them open, but the glаrе hе gаvе mе was a lооk I’d nеvеr forget.

Hall I felt a terrible cold seep into my bones. It was an indescribable sensation, as if I had plunged into a frozen lake and the water had consumed me to the bottom with a violent rapidity that stunned me. I opened my eyes abruptly and gasped at the unpleasant sensation, and the light from the ceiling bothered me. I brought my hands to my eyes but realized they were attached to something, and when I focused my vision, I could see with horror that I had blood vessels attached to my arms.

I need this desperately. He is watching me, writhing in pain and the subtle pleasure. I clench the sheets while trying to not make it so obvious. “ First time? ” He lowers his hand to my stomach, feeling the tensed muscles. I bite my lower lip but refuse to answer him. His eyes flash a threatening black, making my eyes widen in horror. Slowly, strange dark red veins pop under his eyes and in his cheeks. This can’t be. Only the eyes of Lycans ever flash black. And what are those veins? I have never seen this before.

I quickly rubbed them as I tried to remember what happened last night. Last night I remember coming home, and I could remember purple veins. Wolfhaze, I was drugged. Forcing my eyes open, I looked down at my hand, seeing my veins a deep blue, a sign the drug was exiting my system. My eyes were irritated, but I ignored them as I sat up in the bed and looked around the room I was in, realizing it was the guest room.

I couldn't describe the agitation that was slowly and painfully invading my body. I didn't know what came into me when I slowly looked up at him. And regretted it immediately I shockingly yet terrifyingly gasped loudly, when I saw his eyes flickering. His pupils were dilated, the whites of his eyes were covered with blue veins, his blue irises were surrounded by blood redlining that was slowly eating the blues of his eyes.

His voice squeaked and cracked with a coldness felt around the lump in his throat while his knees quaked uncontrollably as a result of blood loss. "Michael, hey honey, I love you." His wife whispered with a repressed mourning within her breath. Her eyes were already dimming due to accumulated blood which gathered around the vitreous humor in her eyes, causing a change in her sclera and her cornea to be very reddish with blood.