Lips Turning Blue When Cold Novels & Stories

My hands tightened their grip, as if on their own. The word accord would sound nice after this sentence. I looked down, my eyes wild, and my heart racing from the fear that’s eating my heart out. My eyes rolled back as I got dizzy from the cold, the shivering of my body as I collapsed on the ice cold floor. My body crashed against the damp ground and I could see Blue was in the same state as I was. His icy blue eyes rolled back in the back of his head, those ice blue eyes that used to have spark in them only showed regret and agony. I could see the blue veins appear around my fingers, his face was pale, blood begging for air.

She pressed her fingers on her forehead and lowered her lashes. Due to a lack of adequate blood flow, her fingertips were cold when they came in contact with her skin. She sighed softly. The perspiration that broke out of her skin made her feel slightly cold when the breeze touched her skin. Her heart thumped faster than usual and only when she took a couple of deep calming breaths did it slow down and started beating at the regular pace.

Blood soaked through her fingers. “Tighter,” I hissed. “Wrap it tight.” “Okay—okay—” she whispered, fumbling with the bandage. She pulled it tight, tighter, wincing as I gasped. “Now what? You're still cold. You're shivering—your lips are blue—” “Blankets.” I felt light from the blood loss. Freezing cold. “Anything.”

"You'd get a cold." He turns and looks at me, and for the first time I notice how dangerously red his lips are, and how extremely gray his eyes are as well. I place the blanket around his shoulders before leaning into his body and resting my head on them, my eyes falling on the goblet beside him. "Wow. It's actually water that's in it." "You're cold." "Yeah," I let out a small breath. "And considering how cold you are as well, it's not exactly peachy, but it gives me goosebumps and all."

Ice cubes clinked against my teeth, numbing my tongue instantly. “Suck,” he growled. The command hit like a whip. My lips closed, and I had no choice but to let the cold burn its way into me. The shock tore a whimper from my throat. I tried to breathe through my nose, chest heaving, eyes wide on his. “Do you know,” he murmured, brushing his knuckles down my stomach, “that one cube of ice against the skin can stop a panic attack? Cold overrides fear. It makes your body remember survival.”

Then I rubbed them to ease the cold. My lips are getting redder from the cold. I licked my lips from time to time to prevent it from drying out. Because of the cold, my lips and throat were getting dry. We've been walking in the woods for a few minutes now, but they haven't stopped to gather firewood. The wind isn't strong, but it's extremely cold. Maybe because of the trees? There's still some sunlight peeking through the leaves, but it's still cold. Silas and his friend Elle are ahead of me. Neth and I are behind, trailing.

Bar dropped to his knees as soon as he was in front of the figure and turned it on his back. I let out a loud gasp and pressed my right hand to my chest. My heart dropped to my chest at the sight of Bar hovering over an unmoving Viper. "F-Father?" I heard Bar call out as he gently cupped Viper's right cheek. I stepped closer, my heart rapidly beating in my chest. It's cold outside and the snow is to fall any day soon. I don't know if it's the cold that made Viper turn blue? Each breath Bar and I blow out of our lungs leave a trail of cold cloud in front of us but Viper? There was no cloud.

June had been folding laundry in the small living room when she noticed Valerie fussing unusually in her crib. At first, she thought it was just one of those moments when babies get cranky for no reason. But as she approached, she noticed something that made her heart pound Valerie’s breathing was heavier than usual, almost as if each breath was a struggle. She leaned closer and saw that her baby’s lips had a faint bluish tint, and her tiny hands felt colder than they should. Panic gripped her chest instantly.

I open the fridge and as the cool air from the fridge hits me, I feel hotter instead of the cold. What’s happening? I feel the hotness increase. It feels like my body is on fire and I can’t ignore it anymore. I feel a strange tingling all over my skin and Oculus Reaper which is always wrapped around my arm, tightens. My breaths shorten and suddenly, my vision changes. I don’t see normal colors anymore but my vision is decorated with shades of orange, red, yellow, green and blue.

I guess, it just happens as a reflex when the eyes detect distress on the horizon. Do you know what warm blood looks like in the freezing cold, when there's suddenly so much of it? Actually, you should, given your profession. It steams. A bit like manhole covers in winter, and if it’s pitch dark around you it looks like the vapor you would see in winter when you breathe. It rises up but never reaches the top, and gets stuck somewhere in between. Until it fades.