Bella's Eyes As A Vampire Novels & Stories

She threw the crystal ball on the floor out of anger and then headed towards the basement. As she reached the basement, she could no longer see the golden book. “No……” she cried. She saw outside. The sun has not set yet. “Alice...I promise tomorrow night is going to be last night for you and this vampire" Sandra headed towards the darkroom. At Ethan’s house, Fate sisters were explaining to Ethan and Alice the use of their powers. They explained to them about the shapeshifting, healing, and strength. As fate sisters were explaining, Clotho looked at Ethan and warned him “Ethan it might happen that when you both will face Sandra, Alice can get injured and starts bleeding. You will have to cont

He sighed with content and drifted into sleep. That night, Bella dreamed about a strange place that looked like a cave. There is a huge statue of a woman, who is wearing a white robe-like dress, and her eyes and features felt so real. The statue is not what scared Bella. It's herself. There is a water pond on the right side of the cave, which is flowing from under the cave. Bella looked at her reflection in the water and she was shocked to see that her eyes are burning with red hot fire, just like Blaze's eyes, when he killed Cameron. Bella was scared and moved away from the pond. She touched her face to confirm that it's just her imagination and not true.

Bella, on the other hand, couldn’t believe Radolf Clawmark was asleep somewhere underneath the rock. Without hesitating, Bella raised her hand, biting her wrist. Blood rushed out at once, and she beckoned to Hazel, who stepped closer. Hazel brought her lips to Bella’s wrist, sucking in a good amount of blood. It tasted warm and metallic, sending shivers up Hazel’s body. She couldn’t believe she was about to be three things at once, but it was worth everything, although she hated the vampires. Soon Bella pulled away, and Hazel kept the blood in her mouth, taking out the tiny globe from her bag. Gently, she rubbed it, and it began to glow under the darkening sky. Her heart thumped fast in her

Sure they procreate, but it’s meaningless. Wolves were enemies to vampires and it’s stayed that way for years. He hated the grip this little wolf had on him but he needed to get her to safety. What he did..is unforgivable. He drank from her. She was so sweet and supple but almost taking her life crossed the line. His crimson eyes glanced down at her softened face. He was able to take in her symmetrical features much better than before. Her chest rose and fell slowly with each breath she took but her pulse remained faint. He needed to get her back to her home. They can help her there.

I tried to look in the same direction she was dazed but I could not see anything. "Bella?" I tugged her by the wrist. At first, she did not look at me but after a second attempt, she looked at me with glowing eyes. "Bella, your eyes?" I took notice of the color of her eyes… they did not look like those of a wolf but that of a strange creature. Her eyes were slightly more dramatic, darker around the rims of the eyes, and flicked upwards at the outer corners with a more narrow, cat-eye shape and the color contrast changed to green… then her nose started oozing blood profusely.

Now, a mere werewolf had taken her place in his heart. As Vanessa paced her room, her thoughts raced. She gazed at an ornate mirror, where her reflection, a stunning vampire with long ebony hair and piercing red eyes, stared back at her. She whispered to her own image, her voice seething with bitterness, "Mara, you will not take what's rightfully mine. I will ensure that you meet your doom."

He hummed. Jessica's vision was clearing up now. Her fingers felt like they were in an icebox. Her eyes adjusted to his face and her body went catatonic when she saw his red eyes and flawless skin. He was a vampire. "What are you doing? Let me go," she tried to pull her hand from out his mouth, but her efforts were futile.

She rolls her eyes and starts again, her head snapping up. “You’re 123 years old?” “I guess I am, technically. That guy, I don’t know, based on the colour of his eyes I’d say he’s older than me. Most vampires have normal-looking eyes but the older they get, the more their irises turn red, and then slowly silver. That guy’s whole eye was silver.” She nods, trying to examine Alaric’s eyes; she can’t see any signs of him aging at all. She tries forcing herself to see something, even just one line spoiling his pale complexion, but there’s nothing.

I protest. The thing that used to be Jade looks between him and myself, uncertainly. “I’m not… I don’t want to hurt anyone who doesn’t deserve it. If I have to be a vampire, I’ll be one who preys on, on the people who prey on others. Rapists, and abusers, and serial killers.” It sways on its feet, and leans against the desk. Its eyes… I hadn’t dared look at its eyes, but I catch a glimpse now and it’s not the horrible, intense stare that wants to rip your soul out and make you a puppet or slave. Its eyes are red. Pure red, like fresh blood from an artery. Its lips part, and I can see the points of its eye teeth. “I’m so hungry,” it whispers, “but I won’t. I won’t!” Gabriella tugs at Aiden’s

The aroma of freshly drawn blood permeated the atmosphere, and those who were standing outside were taken aback to see a group of regular humans gathering around a vampire. They didn't understand how they could appear so knowledgeable, but they managed to kill the vampire by driving a stake through his heart. Vampires lose the ability to see and make use of their eyes when they use mirrors to create light. Smart people know that to kill a vampire, they need to take advantage of all the seemingly useless items that are being thrown away. They even can use knives to sever the heads of vampires and set fire to the rest of their bodies.