Lips Turning Blue When Cold Novels & Stories

Long enough for her heartbeat to slow down. There were three other people in the room but two had been frozen to death. She knew this because they weren't trembling and didn't move either. They just remained on the floor, curled up like a fetus. Over the past four hours, Rosana had gone from crying and shivering to her skin becoming very cold. It began to burn, and slowly she could feel her blood starting to freeze. Her lips turned blue and her whole face felt like they poured lava over it, and then stabbed it with a thousand knives.

"Are you okay?" "I'm fine.” I lied, though his face was swimming. He had two noses now. The neon light from the streetlamp above the alley mouth seemed to be stretching. "You are shaking.” His voice sounded distant like he was speaking from the other end of a tunnel. "I am cold." I mumbled as I reached for his arms to steady myself, but my hands felt numb. I couldn't feel the leather under my fingers. "Just... answer me, Ryan." "Answer what?" He sounded panicked now. "Mila, your lips are blue. We need to get you warm."

His silver eyes moved over my face and then down to where I was hugging myself inside his jacket. "Your lips are turning blue." "I'm fine." "Come here." I stared at him. "What?" "Body heat is the fastest way to warm up." He said. Completely clinical. Like he was stating a fact rather than asking me to step into his arms. "You're going to make yourself sick standing there in wet clothes." He had a point. I was so cold I couldn't think properly. My fingers had gone completely numb and the shaking was getting worse, not better.

She smirked at her joke. "Actually." Mike said, going to the window and opening it. "Sunlight's not a big deal." Rolling up his sleeve, he exposed his arm to the morning sun. "Though, I've found it's a little uncomfortable to go Cold under direct sun. My skin seems to crawl and tingle." "Cold?" "Vampires can look just like any other human, unless they've gone Cold. Their heart and lungs seem to shut down, their body temperature drops and they get much stronger and faster."

She watched this iciness spread from her veins and ooze into her skin turning it from a deathly pale into a sort of blue color, if she were to describe it it was almost a Saxe blue. Then a light caught her eye, in front of her burned a fire of the same Saxe color that was currently seeping into her pigmentation. Her pale fingertips reached toward it in an effort to find warmth and she watched with fascinated eyes as the tips of her fingers turned black as if burned from the icy flames.

“I wonder why you are suddenly getting close to me, don’t mind the things I said last night.” “Stop talking nonsense Robin, you are trying to change the topic.” Ivana stepped close to me. “You need to see the doctor, see your lips are getting purple and how can you be sweating in cold weather like this?” Ivana pointed at my face. “You are the one saying gibberish.” I felt drowsy, I had to shake my head, but suddenly the hotness I felt when I woke up made me stagger, I became so weak as when I was looking up in that attic room, and my vision blurred.

The pain in my body was numb due to the cold water they threw me in. A snow fell on my nose and a small smile crept on my lips. Ha, who would've known that I've got a high resistance? The blood flows on my chest freely. My hands are turning blue due to the cold and there's no doubt that no matter how I tried, I'll be dead before someone could even rescue me. I let out a raspy breath as I tried to laugh at myself for being so idiot.

I couldn't help, but flinch everytime your freezy lips touches my skin, specifically the neck. "Oh, crap." I immediately bit my bottom lip when you brought your lips lower. My breathing became heavy as I try my best to stop myself for making such noise. I could feel your cold breath and I could hear how breathy you are while doing that as well. It's very ticklish.

"Open your mouth." "Why…" She shoved her other hand… her palm glowing with a cold, blue light this time, straight down my throat. It wasn't physical. It didn't gag me, but it felt like she was pouring liquid nitrogen straight down into my stomach. The cold expanded instantly, rushing through my chest, my stomach, down into my thighs and up into my skull. My ears started ringing with a high, piercing screech. Every single blood vessel in my body felt like it was freezing solid, then stretching until the walls of my veins were thin as paper.

I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply, letting the air fill my lungs while I assessed my body and heart. It was only the morning of my birthday, and I knew my gifts wouldn’t manifest until tonight under the bright moon. The fact that it was a Blue moon made my insides tingle. Blue moons in and of themselves were rare. Mix it with the Cold full moon of December, which was always special to witches, made this an extraordinary night. Or, so I hoped. The Cold Moon marked the earth’s slumber and going inward for transformation. I knew my birthday falling on this day meant something significant. Despite the nightmare I had just woke up from, I smiled and ran downstairs after getting dressed. I grabb