Purple Blue Veins Undertone Novels & Stories

Poppy’s light is blue, so hers begins shifting from lighter to darker shades of blue as we watch. “Ohhh!” They exclaim, mesmerized by their lights. “Would you like yours to do that as well?” Tate asks Daphne softly. “Oh, I wouldn’t want to be a bother,” she says to him, blushing prettily. “Turquoise is my favorite color,” he says, as he extends his finger and touches her light. “Did you know that it comes in variations of color, sometimes more green, sometimes more blue and then with veins of brown or black in it?” he says as she watches, also becoming mesmerized by her light that is now undulating is different shades of turquoise.

He brought their son over to her. “Ralin hurt,” Ralin repeated, looking up into his mother’s face with a pleading look. Leesa’s eyes immediately went to his arm. She didn’t need to focus on her magical bond with Ralin to know what was wrong. While he slept, his wrist and hand had turned blue. Not a beautiful, glowing volkaane blue—no, this was an angry blue, a dark, purplish blue like the color of a bad bruise. She gently squeezed his hand between her thumb and index finger. His flesh was cool and swollen.

The morning classes went quickly, and as Sapphira and El headed out onto the Common for lunch, the twins, Cressa and Lucas, caught up with them. The twins stood out in the south, with their bright blonde hair, pale gold skin and deep green eyes. They were built for the runway, Cressa exuding quiet elegance while Lucas was straight out of an underwear advert. Both of them were extremely tall. The twins wished her a happy birthday and handed over a small gift. It was a beautiful moleskin diary with an engraved fountain pen, perfect for practising her writing in. El had given her a golden bangle encrusted with tiny gems, a traditional item of jewellery worn by women in the south. She put it on,

Even making her lungs work is hard now. There is a numbed sting, and Alessia watches as many liquid crawls its way out of her veins, slow and sluggish, as if fighting to stay in. Her veins are an angry purple, turning darker with every moment and Alessia wonders if she looks like the animated corpses so often found in Damon culture.

I crawled at the rope with bound my hands, fought against the burning in chest and when the black spots started to appear in my vision, I knew I had no more fight left. Vibrant reds, blush pinks with soft purple undertones and calm light blues all gathered together to bask in the sun's golden glory. The sheer beauty of it brought tears to my eyes, it was the most beautiful sun rise I'd ever seen. The glorious dawn that chased away the night's shadows. The last sunrise of my life. Not a bad view at all!

The whispers grow louder until I can catch snippets of words. “...don’t…at me.” Huh? “I can’t hear you.” I say. “Cou—” He raises his head. And my tongue turns into a five-ton rock inside of my mouth as my eyes meet his. His eyes, which had been completely dark brown earlier, are tinged with a sickly hue of blue. His cheeks are the color of dead ash. I see the veins underneath, paths of thick blue twisting across his skin. Holy shit. “Don’t look at me like that.”

Sweet fuck, let this be over soon. Her left leg pushed into my hip. Shit. Her other leg. Not to mention the backs of her legs. I was going to implode. Or die. Can someone die from blue balls? Is that a thing? It had started out fine. Very platonic. I could feel the fluid sitting just beneath her skin. Felt it move out of the way under the light force of my hands. Her skin was losing that puffiness that accompanied the purple and blue colors. At least in her lower legs. Her ankles looked almost normal now.

No matter what, he’s the last person I’m meant to consider attractive. I grabbed his arm to cover it up with the blanket but I paused abruptly noticing this weird color on the vein in his hand. I thought veins were usually green in color, why was his purple? Drawing my attention back to his face, I noticed how pale he was for real and I moved to the other side of the bed to check out his other arm, and the veins in his hand were purple as well. “Oh my God” I gasped, dropping his arm out of shock and covering my mouth. I moved close, reaching for his face and opening his eyes and the veins in his eyes were purple as well, and that was when I knew that things had just gotten a little too serio

Hope sniff,her hands moving itself to Si jie arm,somehow she felt her mother presence but she knew it was not her mother someone was marked the same way her mom was "Roll up your pajamas sleeve" "What do you mean by that?" "I said roll it up"At hope insistence she hesitantly open it, her eyes spot something strange on it and she scream taking of her Pj completely. "Hope why is my arm blue?And oh God this is my skin...my skin"Si jie broke into tears, hope hug her friend though not understanding what is going on she felt she as to comfort Si jie. "It's nothing harmful,calm down" "How can I?" Si jie wail "My gorgeous body is been casted on,do you know how much I paid what I did to have this fla

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.