Where All The Veins Meet Book 소설 & 이야기

Rossa quickly reached for it with shaking hands. Tears streamed down her face once again. Inside the box, everything had been arranged neatly. Medicine bottles. Bandages. Syringes. And small handwritten notes from Livia explaining everything in detail. The handwriting was neat. Easy to understand. As if Livia had prepared all of this long ago… in case something terrible happened to her again. Rossa bit her lower lip, trying to hold back her sobs. Back then— when she had first been bitten by the hunting dogs, Livia had panicked terribly while desperately trying to save her.

Addiction is a vise clutching one’s arteries, venules, and veins, all the blood vessels. Even if they are filled with sinful cells, composed of nutrition from humans. His blood was as red as a human’s because in appearance they didn’t look different. Only he knew how black it was in levels indiscernible to the sharpest eyes, of his own kind, of vampires.

“Very dramatic old-world stuff but I find this book very interesting.” But Althea barely heard the joke because something inside her chest had started tightening painfully. “What pathways?” The nurse skimmed the page briefly. “Underground movement systems mostly.” She started to enumerate, her finger skimming through the text. “Military routes. Supply convergence and the author call it axis structures.” The world inside the vehicle seemed to go completely still. Althea’s breathing slowed dangerously. Her instincts, that terrible instinct that kept saving people is now screaming at her. The nurse continued innocently.

Chapter 99: Fire in My Veins DAMIEN’S POV The curse struck without mercy. One second I knelt beside the bed with my heart laid bare, and the next, white-hot fire exploded through my entire body. It felt as if molten iron had been poured straight into my bones and now raced through every vein with vicious intent. I gasped sharply and clutched at my chest with both hands while my claws dug deep into my own skin. Dark veins bulged and spread rapidly across my arms and neck like living poison. My vision blurred with streaks of red and black, and every nerve ending screamed in agony.

And underneath it, the smallest tremor of hope. She knew he was close. When his vision cleared, he took another step forward. Then another. A few yards ahead, just past the gate, the ground sloped down into the first convergence valley—one of three known regions where the Vein was visible to the naked eye. Wisps of light traced the dirt like glowing roots, thickening the further in you walked. He’d only heard stories. Now he was walking inside one.

The vein dissolved. My eyes snapped open, brown again, human. “Together,” I whispered. We pushed. Our blood, our love, our legacy—Vasquez, Kane, Moreau, Rosa—flooded the vein. It screamed, a sound of collapsing worlds, and shattered, ash swirling upward, forming a single red petal. It landed in my palm. And burned. The alley was silent. The vein was gone. The city breathed. We collapsed—Elena’s arms around me, Tía Sofia’s hand in mine, Marco’s head on my shoulder, Alexander’s grip on us all, Lila’s scarred smile real. The dawn was clean, the sky blue, the sirens gone.

Khyrix whipped his head around, his gold eyes instantly locking onto the same horrifying sight. The black, tendril-like veins that had been around the pages of the book were now spider-webbing across the wall. They pulsed, expanding and thickening. "We need to get the hell out of here," Khyrix said. He didn't wait for my answers. He scooped me up against his chest, the book tucked firmly under his other arm, and bolted toward the corridor. Behind us, the walls felt like it was moving. Thick dust gathered at the floor as we made our way through the passage. I buried my face into the crook of Khyrix’s neck, inhaling the calming scent of his skin. The rapid, powerful thud of his heartbeat vibr

Kevin raised his hand, and looked at his radial artery, "Yes. This disgusting fact... Every time I remember it, I always want to scratch this wrist and spit out the blood I have." "Don't you always do that? Hurt your wrist, until all the blood in your body comes out. But sadly it never worked," said Rena, making Pine flabbergasted "What...? What are they talking about!?" thought Pine. "Because it's not just about blood. Your whole body is a fact that you can't deny," continued Rena. #to be continued in Chapter 26.1 - We WIll Be Fine

But what surprises Vienna was the volume of the books, no offense but she thought Leopard was not the type of guy who likes to read books, other than maps and such. She somehow landed her eyes in a certain book lying on the table that caught her attention. Vienna took it and read the title, Where I truly Belong. She smirked at the book's title, it seems like even the book is confused about where it truly belongs, just like Vienna. She returned it above the table and walk near the window where the houses and the large scale of water surrounding the island shines as the morning setting sun appear, turning the seawater into gold. She has never been this peaceful ever since, and it gives her suc