Romans & histoires Oh You Re In My Veins

What are you saying, of course, you are my best friend I always beside you know matter what. Then he is covered in blood and I see the ground turning red and I feel drops of liquid landing on me and I look up. To my horror, I see it's raining blood staining my now trembling body. I look back at him panicked and crying while the entire world is turning red but he just shakes his head sadly crying too. -Honeybee. Roses are red. Violets are blue. I'm dead. And it's all because of you. You are a killer Braze

No, it does not seem like it. The energy that pulsates through my veins makes me sweat. It's like a wave of fire that courses through me, traveling from one vein branch to the next. The sensation grows stronger, overwhelming me. I feel as if I'm being consumed by a force beyond my control. My vision blurs, and I collapse to the ground, my consciousness fading.

“You’re going to die just the same.” Her gaze sharpened. “And you won’t even last long enough to try.” I said nothing. She tilted her head again, studying me more closely now. “Oh,” she murmured. “You feel it, don’t you?” My silence answered her. Her smile widened. “The poison,” she said sweetly. “From Raiden’s claws. It’s already in your system.” There it was. I knew. I had felt it. A faint burn beneath my veins , and she is the one behind it.

My eyes didn't miss the veins on his hands. My eyes traced his visible veins. I can see that. I don’t know why his veins were bulging or why his veins appeared like that. Maybe from working out? Lifting dumb bells or what? My gaze went up to his biceps. He's just wearing a T-shirt so I can see his whole arm. Fuck, those veins! Damn that hand. I wonder what it feels like to be choked by his hand. I closed my eyes tightly. There it is! There it is! I'm fucking imagining wild things. "Why can't you look at me? Look at me, Quiva."

(Song: Hunted by Egypt Central) The racing of my heart has my blood coursing loudly through my veins. The hum deafens me to the shouting bodies and playful banter. Black spots blind me to everything else besides my friends who wave and holler at my approach. Their attention is just short of a billboard and big flashing red arrow pointing down at me.

Blood froze in my veins. But before I could do anything, his teeth sank into my flesh, earning a harsh moan from me. He was marking me!

Thank you, God, Has brought together Carve out a trail of happiness ~ Alisya

Kaiden’s Point of View The blood surged through my veins like a storm, a relentless tide that threatened to drown me. I could feel it thrumming beneath my skin, pulsing with a dangerous rhythm that demanded destruction. My breaths came in jagged pants, each inhale sharp and painful.

Sweat beads every inch of my skin as if a fire is inside working its way out. I rip my shirt off and wiggle out of my pants to cool down only it doesn't help. My heart pounds again this time, if possible, even harder than the last. I can see the outline of it against my chest. My eyes widened in awe at the unexplainable occurrence happening. The burning rises to an unbearable level as I scream and wither on the ground. My veins feel like molten lava is pooling within them instead of blood. They pulse so hard the blue veins are pressed under my skin as if trying to escape me.

All I could see was her. She was a wreck. Blood crusted under her nose. A long gash torn down her side where the beast’s claws had caught her. Her face was gray and sunken, her lips cracked. And her arm… I pulled back her torn sleeve and my heart stopped. The black veins. I’d heard about them. I’d seen them on the dying at the gates. But I’d never seen them on her, and the sight of them tore something open in me. They’d spread far past her wrist, past her elbow, climbing up over her shoulder, dark and thick and pulsing faintly under her skin like something alive.