Oh You Re In My Veins Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said as I shook a few tablets onto my palm. “I love green peppers, but my stomach doesn’t,” he explained. “I always have some nearby.” “Thank you.” I handed the bottle back. “Anytime.” An hour later, the vein was ticking on my forehead as Mr. VP threw his weight around again. I crossed my arms in front of me and leaned back. “I’m sorry, I thought you needed my help, that I had some voice in this.” “Ah…” he trailed off, his mouth parted, then abruptly closed. “You do.”

He begins to tremble, sweat sliding down his temples. "Dude, what are you doing?" He asks, his voice trembling. My vision turns a bright red but I begin to see things more clearly, like the veins under the skin of his neck. The blood in his veins seems to be calling out for me. So, I pin him to the wall, not sensing or seeing anything but my thirst for blood.

'My God, I never thought I would say this, but, how great to see him' I thought. My soul came to my body. Damn Aninka, what are you getting me into.

Her father said and Eleven who was wide-eyed immediately covered her chest with both hands. “Why are you covering it in front of me? I'm your father, you should cover your breasts when you run in the rain. How many men have seen your boobs huh? It seems you don't feel embarrassed if other men see it. Are you happy to share?” Her father's words only made Eleven speechless, her eyes began to tremble and slowly tears flowed down her cheeks.

Instead, she watched the way his breathing quickened, how his body recognized something his mind couldn’t yet explain. She tried again, gentler this time. “I don’t want to harm you.” He sat down slowly, still alert, still not trusting what he was hearing. “You’re in my head.” “No. You’re in the Vein now. Part of you is. I didn’t bring you here. You found your way.” He was quiet for a long moment, staring at the flickering flames. Then, without looking up, he said, “Why me?”

"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.

I swear it on the blood that runs through my veins. My blood turned to ice. What the hell did that mean? And why now?

A little web of black veins. The start of the poison.

Make it stop. “Baby, we need him alive,” the man with black veins reminds her as she rolls her eyes, stopping her chanting as I fall to the floor. My body burns like little live wires pulse through my veins. I feel something stir inside me, rising in my chest until I feel a presence in the back of my mind. “You too are no fun. I was just showing our dear sweet Luca what he has to look forward to.” She turns to me then, looking like pure evil.

The black and green veins that are coming off the mark are making its way to my heart. I pull my t-shirt over my head as I examine the veins more closely, they almost look alive. The knocking on the door comes at the same time the breath is knocked out from my lungs as if they were in a vice. What the fuck is going on? I think as I grip the bathroom sink feeling sick as the knocking becomes louder.