Black Eyes Evil Novels & Stories

there's no logical scientific reason that could justify what he has done. "Look at my eyes," he commanded. I looked there. I was even more surprised. His eyes that were pitch black a while ago, now resembles the color of turquoise. Blue green, but his were different. They were glowing. Literally. If this is not true, how could illusion be this beautiful?

He looked ethereal, terrifyingly beautiful and his skin was just like last night with black veins webbed across his face and neck while his hair glowed faintly. Blood stained his lips and his hands had bite marks… like he had tried to hurt himself. His eyes were completely black. Not a single trace of Xlynor in them. I stumbled backwards. “Come on, Xlynor,” I whispered desperately. “You’re not going to hurt me, are you? We’ve been through a lot. You can’t just kill me.” He stared at me with his completely black eyes before walking towards me slowly—predatory. “I know you’re in there,” I said, my voice breaking. “Please listen to me. I don’t want to die. I’ll behave. I’ll respect you. I’ll be

It was cloaked in black so the torso and legs were only a shroud of black making it impossible to tell what horrors were beneath the darkness. The worst part was the eyes, truly soulless eyes. There was no pigment, no iris, no pupil, only blank white orbs staring out from the skull. But somehow even still they were watching her and she knew that was the thing that had been there all those moment she has been in the forest searching for Abednego. The longer she looked the thicker the smell became. It was so strong she could taste it. It filled her nose and mouth, choking her. Her head was spinning as she began to gasp for air against the putrid smell of rotting corpse. Just before she passed

Eyes as black onyx, deep and monstrous. “Kill me,” I whispered when I felt the tip of his penis nudge my opening, his claws digging into my wrists and thigh, His massive body pining me, and the blood trickling from my open wounds. The stream of moonlight that poured in through the window bathed Jack’s face, his black eyes glinting with pure evil as the devil shone through them. I closed mine tightly preparing myself for what was about to happen. My wolf was clawing to come out; she was so weak, that try as she might, she couldn’t surface to defend me. My body had given up even if my mind hadn’t and I hoped to the goddess that he would kill me after.

It bent down and left me in the room. I want to meet the queen right now, but they don't seem to want to now. A few days later I was still in the room they did not want to let me out of the room. I am not the reason itself. "Good morning .." I was on my deep thought when I heard that voice. I thought it was Sebastian, but it was the second prince. They have the same feauture except the color of their eyes. Sebastian's eyes are gold, while Edward's eyes are blue. I think on the three of them and include the king, I guess his the only one who had blue eyes. Maybe he got that from his mother.

" He speaks lowly with a thudding heart, his voice laced in regret and remorse. And that's when he saw her tilt up her face to look up at him. His footsteps staggered back as he stared at her eyes. Terror raided his insides. The innocent teary gray eyes he was staring at intently while entering her few minutes ago. We're no longer there. Rather, her eyes were jet black ,with no white visible. Pupils, sclera. Everything was black, just like the liquid surrounding her. " Grrrrrhhhhhh" He heard a low groan leave her lips, an aura of dread and evil surrounded her. Zander gulps. Failing to even recognize the woman in front of him.

Camden asked. "The Evil Eye is a deadly curse, it's characterized by a pair of glowing purple eyes for the user, amd only the target can see these glowy eyes, it only takes a few seconds for the curse to set in. It's like a time bomb, the user can just choose whenever they want to finally kill their target. And when they do, the curse inside the target will attack every organ system in their body, the pain gets too much that the target doesn't feel anything anymore, but one thing that's sure about the Evil Eye is that, once it's in, it's sure to kill," Genevive replied. "We're up against real shit here," Camden stated.

' The raised eyebrows Tamara spotted were clear that she hadn't heard his whisper. 'What black eyes? ' He fiddled with his fingertips, his eyes fixed on an open space as of he was reliving the entire thing. 'I saw him, covered in black, except his eyes that were black. ' My love gasped, putting her hand on top of her chest.+ 'They had nothing in them, the way he looked at me before disappearing into the wild. Fear, it crawled up my spine and rendered me helpless. I couldn't even walk or talk. Pure evil '

Although they both have the exact same scar on the exact same spot on their left cheek which I find downright diabolical, their beauty is similar to Bhyron’s — cold and edgy. They’re so alike, it’s almost eerie. Deep down, I know I’m in the presence of evil. Dark, horrible evil. Although these men are just as gorgeous as Bhyron, Bhyron’s evil is hidden inside of him and only comes out when it’s provoked. The evil that these men represent is obvious and glaring in the dark intensity of their eyes. They don’t even bother to hide it. I could be killed in here and no one would ever find my body.

She wasn’t fooling him one bit. The thing that unnerved him slightly was her eyes. They weren’t their typical sage green; they were entirely different. Black, like coals from a snuffed fire. Pools of shimmering darkness. It was unsettling, but Ryan couldn’t risk getting lost in them; it didn’t matter what her eye colour was now, or why she was still alive. What mattered was burying her once and for all, and then reclaiming what had been rightfully his since birth. The pack!