Ink In My Veins Novels & Stories

He is relieved I can feel that much but apart from that my body's all numb. I want to leap out of the bed and burrow myself in him but am stopped by something. Finally, the blood starts flowing in my veins which allows me to move a bit. Looking down at my hands with great effort, I find the answer to my uncomfortable feeling. I've been injected with an IV. Why?

someone reminded him. Chase glanced down at me and snorted. "It's not like we're going to live any longer. It doesn't matter if we take her with us." He still saved me and draped the only jacket he had over my shoulders. He brought me back. Fearing that I might shatter his ego, I pretended to be as poor as him. I followed him into the criminal gray zone where gang activities were most frequent. It was a place without order, and violence and guns were the only laws of survival.

Taking out a metal syringe pump and a small glass bottle from the drawer, I filled the syringe and pumped it's needle into my arm. " Ahh," I moaned as the drug reached inside my blood vessels, mixing up with my blood. When I was kidnapped by those vampires, they used to inject me with the venom of a vampire. The drug would make me hot, lose the sense of logic and be ready to spread legs for any man. I was continuously r@ped in Osho country by those vampires all those years.

One of the doctors pierces the tube running into my wrist with a syringe, injecting a bluish serum. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as I feel the liquid finally reaching my veins, entering my blood circle with a burning sensation. Settling my gaze on Kai, I concentrate on his gorgeous face, even if it's distorted in a worried frown. My heart starts racing, though I can’t actually say if it’s the fluid or my anxiety. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes while the burning sensation expands in my body, circling through it with the bloodstream.

“Drink.” I looked at the veins on his throat and I could see the blood pulsing under his pale skin. I could smell the luscious life-giving blood underneath, calling to me … I didn’t pause to wonder what was happening to me or what I was doing. Instead, I bared my teeth and sank them into the milky-white flesh of his neck.

My voice cracked, echoing uselessly in the room. A sharp pain in my arm drew my attention, and my stomach turned at the sight of a big needle embedded in my vein, a tube attached to it leading to a bag filling with my blood. My breath hitched. My blood. My uneasiness grew from each passing minute. I was being drained of blood, and my senses were slowly becoming affected by it.

The black and green veins that are coming off the mark are making its way to my heart. I pull my t-shirt over my head as I examine the veins more closely, they almost look alive. The knocking on the door comes at the same time the breath is knocked out from my lungs as if they were in a vice. What the fuck is going on? I think as I grip the bathroom sink feeling sick as the knocking becomes louder.

“But that’s under the sternum.” “They’re not so hard to crack.” I feel my heart speed up again as I try not to think about Lucas basically pulling someone’s heart out and sucking their blood right out of it. “Here’s another good place,” he says, moving his mouth to the side of my neck. “Your jugular vein.” “Will a bite there kill me?” “From me? No. From a younger vampire with less control? Yes.” “So,” I start. “Veins are good, and arteries are bad? In terms of living and dying, I mean.”

But I could feel it still—like invisible fingers still resting on my skin. My pulse jumped when the floor swam beneath me, not physically—but through my eyes. I blinked hard, but the sensation didn’t stop. A flicker flashed behind my eyelids—green veins pulsing beneath pale skin. Kelly’s face twisted in panic, her mouth open but silent, her eyes filled with more than pain. Poison.

My breathing grows heavier as the images reappear. Aerin’s hands on her waist. His mouth near her ear. My vision flashes gold. A low growl tears from my throat before I can stop it. Then my back burns. “Ahh!” I staggered to my feet and ripped my shirt off turning to the large mirror. Black veins have spread from where the Hollowed Vale vine had pierced me when Elara was pulling me out. I touched it and it pulsed. The edges look darker and thicker now. “What is this?” I whispered as I looked at the thing beneath my skin pushing outward.