Black Eyes Evil Novels & Stories

"Let all human race girdle themselves together for death is coming upon us,no one can save us,the evil mark is here and it will consume us all.Be prepared for damnation is here,the angel of death has come for vengeance and he won't stop until he has sucked our blood to it's satisfaction.BEWARE!!!!!!!!!!!!" My window suddenly breaks open and breeze blows in full force into my room,a shrill cry echoed in the mist and my hair stood on end,a shiver raced down my spine and a lump came to my throat.It was him.......He stood right at the corner of my room with a smirk on his whitish face with blood drooling down his mouth. "Come and join us".He said stretching out his hands toward me. I moved backw

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

His full face came to view and I feel my eyebrows reach the roof. Although his hair was sleeked backwards, the strength of whatever gel product he had used was wearing off, letting loose a small curl of baby hair on his face, right above his other eyebrow that I didn’t see before, shaped to match the second, making it look like he had a constant glare. His eyes were pitch black, I’ve never seen that shade of black before, in fact I’ve only ever seen really dark brown eyes before. But deep within what seemed like a never ending pit of black iris, held a color, red, deep flaming red, like what humans used to describe hell. It looked like his wolf’s eyes.

Of course only the devil would wear a face that sinful. Dark hair, damp and tousled like he walked straight out of war. Because he did. Jaw sharp enough to cut, mouth sculpted like sin—cruel lips made for giving commands and breaking hearts. He shouldn’t look like this. No one this monstrous should be this fucking beautiful. But it’s his eyes that gut me. They’re darker than smoke and older than hate—black holes that suck the warmth right out of your soul. No light. No mercy. My breath catches.

Grey eyes. Veined hands. A dangerous smirk. And the worst part? I don’t feel guilty at all.

His eyes skipped the darkening part and went straight to black. “What did you do now?” Boris chuckled. “Oh nothing,” I winked. “Woman, you’re killing him,” Evelyn laughed as Silas lowly growled. “I didn’t do anything,” I defended laughingly. “I don’t think he’s going to make it past dinner,” Troy chuckled. “Too bad! He has no choice,” I shrugged. His eyes were going back to normal. “You’re going to pay for that,” he growled lowly in my mind. “I look forward to it,” I teased. His eyes went black once more.

- A glimpse into the past: King Samael Three stars to the left of the full blood moon, a baby was born. A baby with eyes that could only be termed as evil. His eyes were a stormy colour that resembled that off a sky from which dark clouds bearing destruction hung. They told a tale. A gruesome tale of what was to come and the curse that was to befall the land. Eyes that bared an omen of death and ungodly suffering. His hair colour bore the same colour such as his eyes, his skin a dark shade.

Scared to see his pitch dark blue eyes which were filled with killing intent as he wants to strangle her to death. She reminisced about the moment of the past when he grabbed her neck, nearly choking her to death. That day, she was frightened to see his dark blue eyes filled with killing intent as she was now. Today he was looking at the same DEVIL as he looked at that day. He was staring at her with his bloodshot red eyes. It was like his stare was piercing through her soul.

She added as she headed for the door. “Where are you going?” Velmont asks in concern. She shrugged and turned her head to face them. She showed her pure black eyes, then playfully said, “It's either get ice cream or commit genocide. I’ll decide along the way.” Eleanor gasped in fear. “Eyes of a mass murderer.” She uttered while staring at Vesper’s pure Obsidian black eyes. Cain and Zane rose from their seats on full alert and would shift to their wolf form anytime as her eyes meant she’d killed a lot of creatures.

But something kept pushing those images away, everytime I could start to feel them stirring in my mind. The cold would become painful, making me cry out as it reeked havoc on my eyes and mind. " Oh my dear Sarah, I need you to open those beautiful eyes of yours. I need you to watch, as I suck the life out of your precious mate," it screeched in my ears, causing me to flinch, as it had every other time. But, this time it's words had changed at the end, as if on instinct I cried out " Nooooo!" my eyes ripped open and I looked into the most haunting pair of eyes I have ever seen. Redder then blood and darker then the shadows that cast through the night, it stared back into mine. Seething with a