Bella Vampire Eyes Novels & Stories

"once you pour even a little vervain on her she'll react. She'll wince and her blood will start to boil then her eyes will turn either pure black or blood red." "So you don't even know what color a vampire's eyes are?" "No, we know. When a vampire's eyes are pitch black it means they don't feed off of humans, they feed off of animals and they're not that strong. When a vampire's eyes are red that means they're a big threat."

Bella's enchanting gaze gracefully swept across the sea of faces that stood before her, like a delicate butterfly fluttering through a garden of emotions. Her eyes, pools of deep, mysterious allure, captured the essence of her devoted followers, revealing a woven with threads of unwavering loyalty and delicate tendrils of uncertainty. Her voice, a melodic symphony of authority and compassion, danced through the air, captivating all who had the privilege of hearing it.

“Evangeline…’’ Zanea a soft and worried voice escape from his mouth as he stared at her eyes and glanced down at her overall appearance. He missed her so much that he almost teared up and wanted to lock her in between his arms... Evangeline was not acting on her usual self, she looked confused, and then he sighed... he called her name as he decided to show her the mirror of past that Abu let him borrow. Evangeline’s pasts played in the mirror, like a cinema, and she got surprised as she seriously stared at it. She could see her father and the promise she made before she went to the Earth. The one who looked in the mirror could see their past…the mirror could even reveal your dark past. Evang

"Grace, can you hear me?" Nothing happened for a tense minute, and then the long, luxuriously thick lashes slowly swept upward. James felt another punch to the gut. Her eyes were magnificent. They were flecked with shimmering dots of colour and were so delicate and lush that anyone could have fallen for their alluring innocence. Like the finest gems. His vampire roared in pleasure, the heat of his beast thundering through the air. Dear goddess, he’d never come so close to losing control. And he wasn’t even touching her. This woman was pure kryptonite.

she was bored without anything to do at home. Other than visiting her master and her friends at the guest residence, she had nothing else to do. “Why?” Leroy was shocked when he heard this. “I’ve seen 3 people with weird eyes that don’t match up with their species’ eyes and 4 including me.” “The royal vampire king Mateo had green eyes when he should have red eyes. The current royal hunter queen or huntress Carissa had red eyes when she should have green eyes.” “You, a royal prince of werewolf had purple eyes when you should have hazel eyes. I’m a royal princess of the witch, had hazel eyes when I should have purple eyes.”

' I look at the red eyes one last time before turning around and sprinting towards the light. I just run and run till I get out of the club. I take a few deep breaths while leaning down, getting support from my knees. "Emma, where were you?" I hear Bella. I look up and see her running towards me. "What happened? Why are you sweating?" She asked. Concern is filled in her voice. I close my eyes while hiding my face underneath my hand, remembering the pair of red eyes I just saw. This isn't usual spotting a pure blooded vamp anywhere, then what was that vampire doing in the club?!

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

It was her one physical attribute that she took pride in, a shining mane that often garnered compliments from those who met her. Her eyes, a deep shade of hazel, held a sense of mystery, reflecting the inner turmoil that simmered beneath her composed exterior. They were framed by dark, expressive eyebrows that accentuated their depth. Her lashes, long and dark, framed her eyes beautifully. Bella's figure was slender and graceful, a testament to the hours spent with personal trainers and nutritionists at her mother’s orders.

I bend and pick it up but as I stand, my eyes connect with the most beautiful, breathtaking, golden orbs. Eyes that connect explicitly on mine.

I laugh Without warning he flips me over onto my stomach and tears my dress off, for a quick moment I’m furious but then he flips me back over and crashes his lips into mine! The tingles from his kisses and stronger than normal, it’s like electricity flowing through my veins, euphoria is entwining me, I look at Damon and his eyes are showing a tint of glowing yellow as he looks up at me. I want to say something but I’m halted by the pure bliss circling me.