Novel & Cerita Black Eyes Evil

'Only Mine' End of Dylan's P.O.V. Mr. Black became shocked as he saw Dylan smiling eerily while his eyes darkened. He was looking like a creep and his dour aura was a pure sign that he was definitely thinking something... Evil. Mr. Black marched towards him angrily and snarled with gritted teeth. Mr. Black: Listen Dylan, if you are again plotting your wicked schemes then I am warning you that this time I won't- But before he could finish, Dylan raised his right hand in front of his face. Mr. Black became shocked but Dylan kept staring him blankly.

Good looks, great body, the mind of an evil genius. Why should three small years change any of that? He possessed the looks and power of a god. The hair, so black it gleamed navy blue in the light. The nose gave an arrogant image of him that was so true. The mouth, firm, set, perfectly drawn. And finally, the eyes. The eyes of a lion, a tiger, a sleek black panther. The eyes of a hard, cold, ruthless predator. Cruel and unforgiving. If her mouth had been up to it, it would’ve smiled, although bitterly.

Why does he always get the good part of things I wanted? "You won't get away with this," I threatened as he walked towards the door with her. My head lowered to the ground, I grumbled the words I fought to hold, “I will kill it just like the others." This made him pause and turn to me. The moment our eyes met, I saw the real monster between us. His eyes had turned a heterochromia shade of black and red, the shade of the blood moon, the dark crystal orbs of the moon goddess.

Zeno shifted his gaze to Eric, and another shock rippled through his veins. Eric's iris was glowing red, a creepy smile on his face. He shifted his eyes back to Lucian, and his heart began to race… he broke into a cold sweat, his lips subtly quivering. What's with the look on their face? What's with the bone chilling aura that send fear coursing through his vein? Their eyes were hungry for blood. Mr. Black… is not human. He had just invited a monster. Not one… but two. Before he could stop himself, he roared. “SHOOT THEM!!!”

“Invite him into your life. Drink her dry.” Just as Gage opened his eyes, his eyes were no longer the blue color they were, they were black. He lost what he was, and he bit down on her neck. She screamed out in pain, she tried clawing at him but grew instantly weak as the life drained from her. She died slowly and when he finished her body turned to ash.

Black. He had black eyes. Those previously dark brown eyes of his had turned completely black. There was no sclera around them. No iris. Just...black. Completely black. Devoid of any light. Any soul. And his mouth...it wasn't normal anymore. His lips weren't looking that appealing anymore. Because there were sharp, jagged teeth protruding from in between them. Making him look like the most frightening demon that she had ever seen.

Geez, this was making me go insane already. His eyes... Yes, his eyes. They were pitch black. Both of his eyeballs had nothing that could make me call it something sane. I cannot even find the exact word to use to say what they look like but it seemed to be something that could be linked with being in a demonic state. I first collide with the table behind me as I try to find my way around. I need to get out of here as fast as possible before he starts to make his way to me. There was no way I was going to try talking things over with someone in this state.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

I can honestly say that the man is completed terrified; each time Roberto snaps his teeth at him, I see his body jerk. Roberto is the pure form of evil. He has gained a power so strong that he can snap one in half, which he has done with his current prey. His skin has gone a pale grey; veins are protruding on his face and down his arms. But the thing that is the most horrific is the eyes; his eyes are a deep night black. One does not need to be close to see the chaos that is brewing in them. So as Ethan steps closer to Zachariah, Connor pulls Alatar and Anastasia closer to him, "We need to take him alive if we wish to save him. But my greatest concern is that we might already be too late."

Many crimson red eyes appear on its head; each eye looks hungrily at the exposed limbs of that man in black. Blacky body starts to get bigger and bigger on each step as it’s walking toward that man in black. Each step more terrifying organs appeared on its body, each step more mouth, fang, and claw appeared until its stinking breath reeked of blood touching the nose of that man in black.