Oh You Re In My Veins Novels & Stories

Again, but what causes my blood to freeze in my veins is the blue, spiral bond object in her hand. Is that my plan draft?

"Why have you bothered to bring me here, El?” “Are you crazy? Of course, I don't want you to die inside my mansion,” he answered. I laughed sarcastically in a lower pitch. I looked at the door, sneaking to the little glass part of it. “That's far from what you really want, El.” “What's funny?” I suddenly felt how a little pain in my veins demanded my attention. There was a needle in it, which served as an instrument to make the liquid from the container above my head travel to every branch of my veins.

Lira (POV) I can feel the silver in my blood now. Not just burning—but grinding, like microscopic shrapnel chewing through my veins, slicing every time my heart dares to beat. It hisses against my bones and ignites my nerves like a fire, threading itself through my muscles like barbed wire soaked in acid.

I reply, "that's what I've done." They grab me, force me to my knees, Voss pulls out a syringe filled with clear liquid. "What is that?" I ask. "Vervain," he says, "concentrated, it's your father's orders, we're going to inject it directly into your bloodstream, it will render you immobile, weak, unable to even think about escaping again." "No," I say, "please, don't." "Should have thought of that before you broke out," Voss says, pushing the needle into my arm.

The only person allowed to be more upset than me is her and the kids at this very moment. Nodding at my father's awfully angry face, especially given the circumstances, I look back down at my sleeping beauty. Now, as what usually happens minutes after giving a human venom of a vampire- hybrid in this case which only makes it that much better- I can see the once lightly coloured blue veins running down her neck now rotting black, indicating that it's working.

And as I looked down at my trembling hands, I saw veins of silver pulsing beneath my skin—bright, alive, and burning. --- To be continued...

Oh i think they crazy My brain

“It wasn’t a miracle.” His brows furrowed. “What do you mean?” “The system didn’t just save me, Liam. It brought me back.” He leaned forward, gripping the side of the bed. “You don’t know that for sure.” I met his gaze, unflinching. “Don’t I?” I lifted my hand slowly, my fingers trembling. The light was faint, almost invisible at first, but as I focused, it shimmered beneath my skin—soft blue veins pulsing like liquid light.

Adrenaline pumps through my vein, I turn, ready to rumble and my breath ceases. Shit. Fucking hell. Ben is my opponent.

The poison returned. The poison spread faster than my mind could keep up with. I could see it through the mirror he conjured again. The black veins appeared again and continued on their assault. My chest tightened. I clawed at my shirt, at my skin, as if peeling myself open would stop it. But it didn’t stop. It dug deeper. Every breath burned.