Bella Vampire Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

What I saw made my brain short-circuit. The girl staring back at me looked like she’d stepped out of a high-budget period drama: porcelain skin, perfectly symmetrical features, lips the color of rose petals… and eyes—oh. My. Goodness. Her eyes were deep red, like garnets catching the light. I swear they glowed for half a second before settling into a wine-dark shade. I leaned forward until my nose almost smudged the glass. “I look like the main villainess in a vampire N*****x drama.”

The Ringmaster said. The blonde Vampire nodded his head and looked her over again, carefully. But then he moved on. The girl was trembling but a sign of relief left her lips as he moved forward. She held her breath as another Vampire walked up and started to look her over. She closed her eyes in a panic and tried not to tremble, but you could see she was completely terrified. I was going to turn around and walk away. I didn’t care about Vampires and their weird ass traditions, when the girl opened her eyes and locked them straight onto me. Her eyes were fucking beautiful. They were the most vivid crystal blue I had ever seen.

Nevaeh grimaced disgust in her tone. I began to panic; if Bethany hadn't gotten picked by the vampires with her long blond hair and petite frame, why would they choose me? I had unruly wavy red hair and emerald green eyes, with freckles covering my entire body. While I wasn't fat before we went on the run, I wasn't skinny either. I could tell by how my dress fit me that I had lost some weight, but I knew I wasn't as toned as Bethany. From what I had learned of Vampires, they were perfect. Their skin was flawless, never an imperfection insight, their eyes mystical cerulean blue that turned a sparkling red when they ate, their scent irresistible. They were alluring, which made them the perfect

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.

My gaze narrowed at the nerdy lady that walked inside with a shy yet confident demeanour, I was expecting her to greet but she only gave a side eye as an acknowledgement, I pursed my lips while I looked at him, and his playful grin made me raise my eyebrows up in question, hoping it wasn’t what I am thinking because I won't hesitate to blow this head because he had the effrontery to bring in his whore while he had been flirting with my sister. “Who are you?” Bella asked the nerdy lady, her hardened gaze gave me chills, she looked up before removing her glasses and extending her hands towards Bella, her green eyes caught my attention, it was hard for me not to identify the similarities betwee

In a way, it was almost as if we had just stepped back to another time, a time of elegance and glamour. Suddenly, a lovely brunette woman with breath-taking good looks strolled casually up to Lance-the same woman that was with him at the hospital, but now her hair was down, stretching halfway down her back. She wore a tight, short black dress that accentuated every curve on her body, and her dark eyeliner brought out her emerald green eyes. In fact, I noticed that all of the vampires had gorgeous green eyes. It must be a vampire trademark.

“How... How?” “I get whatever I want, Bella. Did you think you could steal everything from me, including my title, and go scot-free?” she scoffed, crossing her arms. “I saw you sneak out of school every night without the Sapphire Belle, and I knew I had to keep an eye on you, so I took pictures. Although it didn’t seem fruitful at first, it paid off when you began to slip up. I even caught your fangs, the glow in your eyes, and that stuff you vampires do with black veins cracking through from your eyes,” she said, taking out her phone from the pocket of her robe and shoving it into my face. Seeing those pictures of myself made my heart skip a beat, and the rate at which it pumped increased a

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

How could I not figure out that realize that Camella was not under the veil? "Sir, can you ask Ma'am to open her eyes?", The photographers asked when they realized that Bella was not going to open her eyes, at least not on their request, they requested me. I leaned forward and grabbed her chin. 'Her skin is so soft like a baby? Is still under eighteen?' 'Shut up! And focus your fucking mind here.', I screamed at myself internally. "Open your eyes, Bella." Her entire body went still at my demand. Slowly, she opened her innocent yet dreamy eyes, which had the power to make me feel the things that I had forgotten to feel long ago.

When I didn't answer him, he gently grasped my shoulders, pulled me against him and gently lifted my face to look at me. His soft eyes, swirling with concern, turned dark. Like a seething storm descending upon the serene ocean of his emotions, his eyes turned black, dark, sinister. Flames burned in the depth of his eyes as he trailed his fingers down my jaw. "Who did this, Bella?"