Purple Blue Veins Undertone Novels & Stories

Vasquez who comes out of the changing room, tilts his head aside to see what she is doing while softly groaning. " Is everything okay?" He asks approaching her. Her gaze shifts toward him, drawn by an irresistible force. As her eyes trace the contours of his figure, they land on his attire - a deep, rich shade of dark blue that seems to absorb the ambient light. The fabric drapes across his chest, hinting at the contours beneath, and its color contrasts sharply with the inky blackness of his well-fitted pants.

Jai immediately told him, and Yuta nodded. “I won’t. I’m just taking a look at it.” Yuta said, examining the wound again. He noticed a very faint purple lining around the wound. “It’s close to lilac. Is it diluted or is it the thick one? The Violet Lily? Or is it Gun Petal?” He muttered to himself. “But isn’t Gun Petals pink, brother?” Ruta asked in confusion. “Yes. But the center part of it is thick purple pink. If we squeeze that out, we’ll get a substance that’s purple pink in color. But looking at this lilac color… I don’t think it’s Gun Petals now…” Yuta said.

Immediately my blood touched it, it shimmered and began to bubble lightly, its color darkening into something else. By the time I stepped away, it was a brilliant purple that matched my eyes and I was more fascinated than alarmed. None of the elaborated rituals or experiments I’d had done on me had looked quite like this. Despite myself, I was fascinated. “Good.” Theodore said, beaming with pride “The exact same shade as your eyes. It means I got the poultice right.” He said with a grin that I just had to smile at because of how infectious it was. “Here.” He took the knife from my hand and pushed the vial into my fingers.

My heart stuttered in my chest, hope and fear warring inside me with equal ferocity. Right under my fingers, those ugly, thick blue veins that had been spreading across Ronan's jaw and neck like a spiderweb... they started to fade. It was like watching ink get washed from a shirt, the darkness dissolving under the gentle pressure of clean water. The dark, sickly purple color just began to recede, dissolving back under his skin as if it had never been there at all. His cheeks lost that awful, pasty grey look, a faint, healthy flush of pink starting to creep back into his jawline.

The circle that had a butterfly pattern continued to lit up and the butterfly's wings were fluttering. As her father continued the mantra, she noticed that the light of the pattern switched from light blue to light purple from time to time. When Sebastian started his mantra while her father continued, the purple hue became much stronger than the blue. It almost devoured the blue hue but her father's mantra became a bit loud that the blue hue prevailed and balanced the blue and purple.

I placed one hand on the mid column of my neck trying to stop the uncomfortable feeling. I looked at my reflection on the mirror of the dresser opposite to my bed. My skin turned paler than a white paper. Blue veins were prominent . My irises were deep crimson red. My canines extended not in wolf teeth but vampire's. It had been a long time since I had blood.

-2 days ago- Reiya: I heard one of your colors is violet, isn't it? Ban: Yea that is right. It's the color of the Pregucia Familia right? Reiya: Yes. And it is my primary color too. Blue is my secondary. Ban: So does that mean that you are connected to the Pregucia Familia?

he asked. I can see Alex's bite marks half curved into the shape of his teeth. But there was something odd, which I would not have noticed if Balthazar had not pointed it out to me. "What's that?" I whispered when I saw a small purple streak that came from the bite mark. Similar to veins but more conspicuous. That dampens your strength a bit. A kind of seal that's technically similar to mine before, but mine is meant to protect you ... whereas that one ... "

His mother is dead if I’m to believe a word that bitch says. And his father… I’m supposed to know the man, but… That familiarity spins and twists in my chest as I look at the baby again, at his dark hair, at the cheekbones and jawline given to him by his father, no doubt. When he opens his eyes… they’re already blue. Ocean blue. Most vampires have that same color, but… My blood runs cold as I cradle the baby, absently rocking him, staring at the far wall of the kitchen.

♤ Ven♤ "Ven for Venus, princess?" "Ven for Venom." My eyes sparkled with the hue of light purple when the human was looking at me in confusion. But not for more. I smirked while noticing he choked on air. His breathing stopped. The Colour of poisons started to creep from his toe. It didn't take a minute to turn his body blue.