Ink In My Veins Novels & Stories

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.

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As my body continues its horrific metamorphosis, he suddenly zips over like a caffeinated superhero, jamming something sharp into my neck. "YEOWWWWCH!" I yelp, my voice cracking as he injects what I can only assume is liquid silver straight into my veins. It feels like my bloodstream is filled with molten lava, and I can sense my strength ebbing away faster than a deflating balloon at a party.

I wanted to see them again. “Seriously, woman, how clueless can you be? You are irritating me…” A vein in my right hand started glowing red and Rage slowly emerged from it. “Can’t you feel us flowing in your veins?” He said with a scowl. I gaped at him, horrified. “Y-you were flowing through my veins?” I asked. “We are components of blood. Where else do you expect us to be?” Lead emerged from a vein in my left hand. “So you’re telling me that the seven of you were living in my blood and veins?” I reiterated. “This is a scary thought, like fairies flowing in my veins, like my blood?”

"Our little experiment will reveal the true power that runs in your veins." I gritted my teeth, summoning whatever defiance I had left. "You won't break me, Viktor. I'll never let you use me for your twisted plans." He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. "We shall see, my dear. Prepare yourself." A masked figure approached, holding a syringe filled with a mysterious substance. Without warning, the needle pierced my skin, injecting the concoction into my bloodstream. An intense burning sensation spread through my veins, making me writhe in agony.

With all my might, I move my body, writhing towards the broken glass. As a child, I had once read a medical journal that our pack doctor discarded in the village waste bins. In the journal, one particular article stood out from the rest. According to the article, a patient had been poisoned with liquid silver and to save his life, the pack doctor had cut one of the patient’s veins to drain out the poison. Of course, they had supplemented the patient with a fresh supply of blood but given the situation, we are in right now, I do not think calling the hospital would be a feasible thing to do. I need to cut my veins to let the poison in my bloodstream out. Now!

Ellie’s POV Black veins were crawling up my arms. Thin dark lines branching out from under my sleeve, spreading across the back of my hand like ink dropped in water. I knew those veins. I’d watched them climb my body once before, in a bed one lifetime away, while my lungs slowly emptied and nobody came. I stopped running and scrubbed at my wrist. The lines smeared, faded, and crawled right back. “It’s the mushroom,” I said out loud. “Wolfsbane doesn’t spread this fast. You’d know. You’re a healer.”

POV: Elena The blue vapor didn't just smell like ozone; it felt like needles of dry ice being driven into my sinuses. As the mist coiled around the Grounding Stone, the deep, rhythmic thudding of the earth’s heart began to falter, replaced by a high-pitched, metallic whine that made my teeth ache. The red veins in my arms pulsed frantically, the energy I had pulled from the soil now backing up in my system like a river hitting a dam.

Not bright enough to blind. But enough to make the veins in his arms glow with pale silver radiance. The energy spread through his bloodstream like living fire, hunting the poison hidden inside him. Then the monitors screamed. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP-BEEP-BEEP. My father’s body arched violently against the mattress. “Dad!” I grabbed his shoulders instinctively. The silver light inside his veins suddenly collided with something darker. Black shadows surfaced beneath his skin like oil moving through water. The toxin was fighting back.

The only person allowed to be more upset than me is her and the kids at this very moment. Nodding at my father's awfully angry face, especially given the circumstances, I look back down at my sleeping beauty. Now, as what usually happens minutes after giving a human venom of a vampire- hybrid in this case which only makes it that much better- I can see the once lightly coloured blue veins running down her neck now rotting black, indicating that it's working.