Why Is Elena Throwing Up Blood Novels & Stories

" The Doctor said nervously, he stared at Damon who gave him a go ahead. Elora suddenly screamed when the doctor walked closer, she began vomiting blood, Damon rushed forward catching Elora just as she vomited the blood, Elora was struggling weakly, her body shaking violently. "Don't move." Damon ordered the doctor as he kept Elora from falling. "You said nothing was wrong with her." Damon barked, his hands filled with Elora blood. "I've checked and there's nothing wrong, I don't know why she's vomiting." The doctor said, his heart beating with fear as she stared at the Luna.

I was the sister who would finish what she started. “There,” I said, dropping her hand as if it were trash. I turned to my father, who was staring in horror at the real blood now dripping onto the floor. “Now she’s bleeding. Are you happy now, Father? Or do you need me to open the other one so you can be sure?” The silence that followed was heavy with the scent of alcohol and the copper tang of real injury. Elena was shaking, clutching her hand to her chest, her eyes darting toward the camera. But she knew. She knew the camera had already seen the vial.

Thirty minutes ago, Jasper had uploaded the truth to the werewolf forums. Ironically, Kayla had seen the early "drunk driving" headline and was so desperate to show her brothers Elena's "true colors" that she didn't even bother to refresh the page for updates before dragging them to the hospital. "Elena!" Simon and the others stared at the pale figure on the bed. Elena was on an IV, the clear fluid dripping steadily into her blue-tinted veins. The needle glinting on the back of her hand made her look incredibly fragile in that moment.

“ Here is your food, would you like anything else?” Elena was very hungry, but as he opens the plate of soup, she felt nausea immediately. “ I need to throw up!” She announced, her right hand on her stomach and the left on her mouth preventing her from throwing up on the floor. “ Are you playing some kind of games? Listen carefully lady, this is middle of nowhere, there is no escape, so get your act together and eat..........” Before he could finish his words, she threw right on the floor. His hand move to her forehead to check her temperature and he realized she was burning up.

He panted, his chest heaving, his claws dripping. "Alpha! Stop! She's fading!" The frantic shout of the old pack doctor, Dr. Craig, broke through the madness. Marcus turned his head slowly. He blinked away the red haze. He sprinted back to the western bastion, where they had carried Elena onto a long wooden table. Elena lay completely still. Her skin was a translucent, deathly blue. The silver blood continued to leak from the corners of her mouth. Her breathing was shallow. Her eyes were rolled back, showing only the whites.

She vomited the food from lunch, mixed with blood. Her lips turned a purplish blue, the blood staining them like lip gloss, making her face even paler. Her body uncontrollably fell backward, the whole world spinning around her. "Eulalia!" With a shout, she fell into a warm embrace. Eulalia tried to open her eyes wide but couldn't see anything; she was in immense pain. Eulalia suddenly collapsed, vomiting blood. Mr. Brooks hurried over, seeing her pale face as if she was holding her breath, he felt something was terribly wrong.

Elianna smiled and said, "Look at that, he was just thinking about his little sweetheart at home! She’s more important." Joseph suddenly exploded in anger, saying, "If you dare speak out of turn again..." Elianna was not afraid of his threats, instead she raised her face and said, "And what about you?" Joseph suddenly felt a lump in his throat and swallowed a bitter, metallic taste. Elianna squinted her eyes and, for the first time, noticed a faint trace of blood between his lips. A chill ran down her spine. He seemed to have symptoms of vomiting blood. Was he really so allergic to chili that it caused stomach bleeding?

Elena POV Two weeks had passed since Adrian was shot and the nausea hadn't stopped, it had actually gotten worse until I was throwing up every morning and sometimes in the afternoon too, but I ignored it because all that mattered was sitting by Adrian's bed and watching for any sign that he might wake up. Lily had noticed and kept asking if I was okay but I told her it was just stress and exhaustion and she seemed to accept that answer even though her eyes said she didn't quite believe me.

They chose something simple and elegant that still felt special. The night before the ceremony, Elena felt a sharp cramp low in her abdomen. At first she ignored it, assuming it was normal. Then it happened again, stronger. When she went to the bathroom and saw blood, her heart stopped. She woke Damien and explained what was happening as calmly as she could. He was already getting dressed before she finished speaking. Guards followed them to the hospital while Elena prayed the entire drive. When the doctor entered the room, her expression gave the answer before she spoke.

“To make sure Lucas wasn’t causing any trouble.” “Mr. Lucas has been causing trouble since he could walk, ma’am,” Mrs. Gable said, her voice dry as old leaves. Her eyes sharp, pale, knowing didn’t move from Elena’s neck. “It’s in the Vance blood. Runs hot. Runs wild. But I’ve never seen a migraine leave a mark quite like that one peeking out from your fancy silk.” Elena’s face went hot, then ice cold. She grabbed at the scarf, pulling it tighter. The soft fabric felt like sandpaper against the secret bruise. “I don’t… I don’t know what you mean.”