Black Shadow With Red Eyes Novels & Stories

That black shadow moved slightly. The next second, it raised its head. I froze as I saw a pair of red eyes.

A thousand questions run through my mind, but I keep moving along. The Alpha survives and goes to another Alpha whose veins seem filled with rage, painted in crimson, his eyes glowing an unnatural black. I’ve never seen or heard of an Alpha with black-glowing eyes when their wolf surfaces, but I continue. Also, behind this other Alpha is a looming shadow with the face of grief.

Colors bled onto the canvas—deep reds, velvety blacks, and piercing whites—forming shapes and figures that seemed to materialize from the ether. The scene that emerged was haunting, yet undeniably beautiful. At its center was a figure, tall and imposing, shrouded in shadows that clung to him like a second skin. His features were obscured, save for his eyes—piercing, predatory, and filled with an intensity that sent a shiver down Elena’s spine. The shadows around him seemed to move, alive with a will of their own, twisting and curling like smoke.

His father's face when it was done. His wolf was not like other wolves. Massive. Genuinely, significantly massive in a way that made other wolves give ground without meaning to. Black , the kind of darkness that absorbed everything around it. His paws left marks on the ground twice the size of his Beta's. His shoulders at full height came up to a man's chest. And his eyes. Red. Deep burning red in the dark. The kind of color that had no business being that vivid on a living thing. Other wolves looked twice and then looked away first.

And then, as suddenly as it began, the vision shifted. A figure emerged from the shadows—a wolf, massive and dark, with eyes that glowed an unnatural red. It snarled, baring teeth that seemed impossibly sharp, its gaze locked on something in the distance. And then, to my horror, it turned those red eyes on me.

She hung her head, the lukewarm stone against her forehead as she shut her eyes. "Who did this to you?" The coldness in his voice shocked her. She lifted her head to peer back and became astounded by what she saw. His eyes were completely black. The irises. The pupils. All of it, coated in a thick blanket of pitch black darkness. At his temples were minor bumps protruding forth from his skin that had also darkened to a light shade of red. She turned her head away. "It doesn't matter." She said. "Tell me." He demanded. His shadow cast on the wall around her as he stepped closer.

“She told me I need to face what I’m running from, and that was my feelings for you. She’s behind this union, by the way. In fact, she was the one who saw the Thread as well.” “Oh,” is all I say while feeling like an idiot. “Those people you killed, they were innocent people?” That smile slips from his lips again, and he nods. “They’re the reason my eyes are like this-” he trails off and looks at me. His eyes shimmer red, but now they’re different… the whites of his eyes are black while the iris remains crimson. My hand goes to my chest. “Oh!” I exclaim and watch as he recoils at my reaction. I take his hand in mine and shake my head. “Sorry, I just got a fright.”

The air around him rippled with raw power, and when he lifted his head, I saw the impossible. His eyes weren’t black like the other Shadowborn. They were red. And they were looking straight at me. A hush fell over the battlefield, the only sound being the crackling of flames and the distant howl of the wind. Luca stepped beside me, his voice barely a whisper. "Kael… what is that?" I didn’t answer. Because I didn’t know. The figure took another step forward, his gaze still locked onto me. Then, in a voice that sent ice crawling down my spine, he spoke.

A bright shade of red and he looked like a demon with a black body and red eyes. . . ……

“Let me see if there’s any magic in her.” A woman straddled Thea and leaned over her face. Her eyes were black—not just the irises like when a wolf has control of its human’s body. The entire eye was black, even the sclera. It was so disturbing and mesmerizing Thea almost missed the dark personage superimposed over the woman. It was leaning toward Thea, looking at her hungrily.