Novel & Cerita Black Demon Eyes

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

It was so implausible for me to believe him being here, somewhere deep inside me—there were doubts if I was just not hallucinating the scene before me. His charcoal-dark eyes stared at me the whole time, and the moment I felt I was being watched, I knew he must be him. His eyes were so black, so scorching, so deep, and so grim that I wondered if I had just, not a very long time ago, seen a very brimming storm inside of them. Such black pools of the storm. His eyes were demonic. Not just his eyes, but as a whole, he was a demon. I decisively agreed.

Her attacker stood with two short blades in hands, with those glaring eyes watching her as she crawl and squirm on the ground. Beth continued to inch away as the demon start to advance towards her once again like a predator after its little prey. Its face covered with a black mask. Beth could feel the burning rage in those demon eyes as it continued to snarl and bear its teeth at her shivering form, silently demanding her death above all else and leaving no room for a way out. She gasp when her back hit the frame of the bed behind her, caging her in as well.

"Red? Like Elder Vernon and Shani?" "Their eyes are almost citrine color; lemon yellow to orange-brown hue, Michael's eyes is the color of blood." "What's the difference?" I groaned. "Who else has red eyes?" Dominic tilts his head, thinking. "You mentioned your father has red eyes." "Yes, and my father is a demon," I explained. "But only royal demons have the signature red blood eyes. I saw this baby's eyes change to that color before it disappeared, and I felt a familiar aura from him earlier when I touched him."

His voice was deep and calm, yet there was something in it that Clairra finds alarming. “I asked, who are you not why you were here, demon!” The demon laughed mockingly and jumped down but remained in the shadow of the big tree. “Then I shall call you, human,” he says while stepping into the light. He had such human features that Clairra could not help her eyes widening. Demons can take any form but why is this one so human? Even his eyes weren’t red! He has marble electric blue eyes. Where did the crimson go? “Show me your true form!” She demanded.

She glanced around her and her heart almost stopped, ‘Do not touch her’ The Demon’s voice made her curl into a ball in terror, it was huge, over eight feet tall, with black scaly skin, a dangerous whipping tail, sharp black claws, and its massive head seemed full of razor-sharp teeth. Its red eyes scorched the room as it reached for the man behind her, he screamed in terror as its claws ripped into him. Picking him up with ease the Demon tore off his head and spat it to the floor in front of the other two men, ‘Please, please, we didn’t touch her, please’

Her ocean-blue eyes have depths of innocence in them, and it seemed as though an inevitable gravity was dragging me in to explore those vast sets of orbs. I was so distracted by how the doll's elegance had held me chained up that I did not even notice the entrance to the villa slamming completely shut until I realized it. I stumbled through it, but I was completely blown shocked when I started hearing a melodic line being hummed ominously from behind my back, causing my head to instinctively flip toward its direction. My mouth dropped open, and my eyes widened in sheer terror, and my body started to shrivel up in fear and panic, as my heart pummeled vociferously. I was screaming with tears i

“Those eyes! I keep seeing them! I close my eyes and there they are! I look in the mirror and there they are! I try to write and they burn through the paper at me! I try to look at the computer and they glare back at me!” She continued in a raised voice almost screaming in hysteria as she pointed to the computer screen. I looked over at it and could see that there was still a picture on the monitor. I walked over to the computer desk and saw a picture of a demon. It was red with black tribal tattoos on its face and amber yellow eyes. At the sight of those eyes, a cold chill ran up my back that could have frozen fire in mid burn. I froze in what seemed like terror that started deep in my gut.

He seemed pissed. "I wonder what a demon lord is doing here away from his realm." Gwen spoke without fear. "What the fuck is she doing? Demon, seriously Mr. Nathan!" Samantha hissed while Nathan looked guilty. "Who are you and how do you know who I am?" The Demon spoke coming in sight. It was in its partial demon form, in its human body but with black burnt flesh, blood red eyes, long and shap bull horns with dangerously razor sharp teeth and his black bat like wings.

The Demon King leaned back, one leg slung over the armrest, grinning down at me with a slow, cruel smile. He was red-skinned and powerfully built and his body seemed to have been carved from molten stone. Two curved horns rose from his brow and black hair darker than night itself flowed down his back. A short, trimmed beard traced his jaw, but what caught my attention the most was the fact that he was... NAKED? “What in the fuck?” I muttered under my breath as I placed my hands over my eyes, trying to avoid the eye of the monster in between his legs. "Where the hell are your clothes?”