Black Shadow With Red Eyes Novels & Stories

Music blared through the yard of Einar mansion, and for the first time in a decade, the entire pack breathed a sigh of relief and had a cause for celebration. However, in their bliss and complete ecstasy, the members of the Crimson Shadow pack were fully unaware of the danger that lurked around the corner in the depths of the forest. A shadow, resembling a black mass, looked onwards at the scene. Its eyes were darkened by the lights that radiated from the lanterns below and all that could be seen was the gap in its white teeth that shone when it smiled.

Cara's face was drained of color. "What's going on?" I croaked. Jared's worried gaze met mine and I clenched my fists. Goosebumps appeared on my skin as the temperature dropped. Next came the footsteps. Two people emerged from the shadows. The first was Kathryn and the other was an unfamiliar man with pitch black eyes. He had visible black veins behind his eyes and around his jaw. The intensity of his dark aura startled me. Jared grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the pentagram, his expression hostile. Everyone was visibly on edge.

My eyes look from Eric to Ivar and then back to Eric again. 'They can't be serious.' I think to myself as I frantically look around the room for a mirror to confirm their words. Of course, I know they will never yank my chain with something as crazy as me going feral but I still had to see for myself. I don't see any mirror in side the office so I set out to search for their toilet, closely followed by Eric and Ivar. Bear abandoned where he stood guarding the door to also follow behind us. Right there inside the lady's room, I finally confirm what I already suspected to be true to myself. My right eye; pupil, iris, and sclera, are pitch black like it belongs to a demon while the other is dee

Ebony's POV Darkness. That was all I could see as I ran into the woods. Then, I suddenly bumped into something hard that made me fall to the ground. I looked up to see a man that looked about fifty. He had Red eyes and was wearing a black cape. "Hello, My Little White Wolf," he said "Who are you," I asked nervously. Something about him scared me, and I could sense that he was evil.

"Elif Demir." I turned. A man stood in the shadows. I hadn't seen him before, but now I couldn't look away. He was tall, broad-shouldered. His face was weathered, lined with scars and something darker. His eyes were black—completely black, with no iris, no pupil, no humanity. "Who are you?" I asked. He stepped into the light. His clothes were ragged, stained. His hair was long and matted. Around his neck, he wore a necklace of wolf teeth. Dozens of them.

“Sev—w-wake up… C'mon… snap… out o-of i—” I started choking more, making it hard to say a word. He was strong since the day I met him but I was never on the receiving end of his violence. At this moment, I realized just how much fear this strength of his brings to someone he is targeting. I looked into his eyes. Red eyes. But they seemed so different. It was a brighter shade of red with black veins rooting from his irises. His eyes were glowing. It looked way too horrifying. Tears started streaming my face again.

Borham smirked, pulling me closer. "We can have a feast too! I'll soon get control over that bitches body!" I could smell the excitement in him. But for some reason, his eyes looked different. They were black. "Your eyes have turned black Borham. I guess it's because of the blood-" "It's fine, Krulisa! Besides, if it doesn't hurt, then why should I be worried?" Does he sound like another person? Or was I just seeing things differently?

Ruby red eyes three of them came searching through the darkness. Taking all the full brunt of his attention, they moved like normal eyes melting from the shadows as three wolves stood in front of them. They were not massive like the size of a horse in fact they were normal other than the glowing eyes. The first two wolves had thick black coats, but one was clearly leaner while one had thick hunches and was pure muscle. Then there was the wolf to the right of the black hair wolves. The coat of this wolf was a deep brown almost black color with venomous green eyes that glitter in the light when the glowing began to fade away. “Jake Storm are you ready to die?” A thick husky voice filled the ai

The answer was in his eyes! Along with Ancestor Origin’s declaration was a startling change to his eyes. The gray of his eyes were wiped away and several shades of red began to take its place. This wasn’t the red of the Barbarians, but a different kind of red that spelled doom and destruction. Along with the red appeared the blackness that represented the shadows. And they blended to form an unhealthy union that was as creepy as it was spine tingling. The red pooled into a pupil and the black filled the sclera, forming the strangest pair of eyes the world had ever seen.

For the first time, she felt completely possessed, completely alive. The shadows of the Ebony Forest were never completely silent. Even after the echoes of Irmak’s cries of pleasure had faded into the night wind, something remained. Three pairs of red eyes glowed like floating embers among the high branches of a centuries-old black oak. They were not the eyes of animals. They were something far worse.