Novel & Cerita Oh You Re In My Veins

My blood runs cold. Shit.

Anger brewed in my veins, I won't let him die. I reached out within me and I felt something break then everything went blank for me.

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When he look at me and our eyes met, the creatures inside my tummy went wilder. "I'm sorry again, you can have my blood and veins now."

I need to cut my veins to let the poison in my bloodstream out. Now!

It felt like I had escaped a thousand waves taking me under and out to sea. “Thank you,” I say, giving a small smile, and sitting upright in my bed. “Welcome. Your aura is back, that’s weird.” He answers. “Yep, gotta love me my weird life,” I answer, putting my head back on my headboard. “So, without seeming too rude, considering we just shared this moment.” He chuckles “What are these things.” He asks, holding up my empty cartridge. I sigh. “Blood,” I answer. “Why not take it from the vein, as most vampires do?” He asks.

The vein reached my throat, writing: CHOOSE OR BE CHOSEN. I screamed, a sound of pure boricua fire, and tore at my chest, nails splitting, blood welling. The vein recoiled, then surged, threading into my mouth, my eyes, my soul. My body convulsed, arching, the glow blinding. Elena lunged, pressing her bleeding palm to the vein. “Take me!” Her memories—Javier’s laugh, Tía Sofia’s lullabies, Alexander’s proposal—flooded the vein. It shrieked, thinning.

I stood in front of the floor-length mirror and gasped at my reflection. The burns and marks had nearly all faded. However, the entire left side of my body from the top of my thigh and up to my neck had blackened veins swirling around it. It was the same way the veins swirled from where the shadow punctured earlier. They descended from my neck to connect all the way to where Ezekiel and Heath had been injecting me. Oh, Goddess, no. This could not be happening. I lifted my finger to it, and the veins moved, interacting with my fingertip. I knew this was related to the substance, but I was not sure why it was reacting differently this time. What did it mean? What were those shadow fucks anyway

A cold and chilling sensations surpass my veins leaving me speechless. What the fuck am I seeing right now?

Chapter 99: Fire in My Veins DAMIEN’S POV The curse struck without mercy. One second I knelt beside the bed with my heart laid bare, and the next, white-hot fire exploded through my entire body. It felt as if molten iron had been poured straight into my bones and now raced through every vein with vicious intent. I gasped sharply and clutched at my chest with both hands while my claws dug deep into my own skin. Dark veins bulged and spread rapidly across my arms and neck like living poison. My vision blurred with streaks of red and black, and every nerve ending screamed in agony.