Novel & Cerita Blood Eyes Biker Gang

Bryce growls, “I’m going to fuckin’ kill you.” “You won’t kill me, Pops. I’m your flesh and blood,” Paul spits. Bryce’s bloody fingers circle the handle of the knife, his eyes focused on Paul. He grips Paul by the throat, pinning his head to the ground. Pulling the blade back, he stabs Paul directly in the eye.

’ Selena thought. The change in Selena's eyes color had the entire gang member on the edge. However, Mila seemed deep in her thoughts as her sight remained focus on Selena's red eyes. “You didn’t tell us that your niece was a freak.” The leader of the Bloody Tears gang shouted. “I didn’t know what she was either until now. But it doesn’t matter since I paid you to kill her. So do it.” Mila said. The Bloody Tears members stared at their leader and he gives them the go-ahead to attack. They all took out knives, then rushed towards Selena.

Headlights flared, slicing through the darkness like twin blades. The Ironclaws froze. Eyrix lifted his head weakly. A black motorcycle rolled into view between the trees, its engine a low, predatory purr. The rider was massive, his silhouette broad and dangerous as he killed the engine and swung a leg over the bike. Ryder Blackfang, The Alpha of Blackfang pack. He stepped forward, boots crunching on leaves. He didn’t look at the Ironclaws at first. He looked at Eyrix. Slowly, Ryder crouched in front of him. The man’s eyes were an unnerving, icy gray, reflecting the moonlight. His scent hit Eyrix like a wall—steel, and something darkly intoxicating beneath it.

They were all full-blooded betas after all. Yet, just the night before, they all managed to take down those rogues. There were about ten rogues that attacked them. Sage didn't doubt their abilities, their strength wasn't too far from Naya's after all. However, when fighting, she saw something strange. She looked at Billy and said, "Your eyes. They changed while we were fighting with those rogues... Billy, I don't mean to pry, but are you really a beta?" Billy. The color of his eyes changed while they fought. From ordinary brown ones to golden and red, like the color of the horizon as the sun set.

Tobias, Elaine, Lunaya, all of our fighters growled and moved in closer, ready to attack. “Stop, stop” I screamed at them all and waved them back away. I whipped around to the man on the ground. He was staring up at me with so much fear on his face. His blond hair had a tinge of red through it. His pale skin was dirty and covered in bloody grazes and fresh bruises. He was thin, strong looking, but still quite slim. Above all, he had the most haunting blue eyes. Gunner’s eyes are like pools of crystal blue water, this Weres eyes, however, were so clear and so blue I imagine I could see my reflection clearly in his iris. I was caught in place, struck by the brilliance of his eyes. I blinked a

“…saw the murderer’s – I mean, the eyes of the man who had attacked Serena!” Tara cut in impatiently, “James, are you sure?” A very affronted Jamie snapped back, annoyed at her sister’s insinuation that she was imagining things. “He had a balaclava on, yes, but I will never forget those eyes!” The words seem to drum into Bianca’s ears. Eyes. Hard, cold, unflinching eyes. A gaze that had left her perturbed. Bianca turned to listen and watch curiously. Jamie was in her element as she prattled on,

Cain’s gaze swept the room once, then found me, and every single thought in my head scattered. The look in his eyes changed instantly seeing me behind the cage-room bar. He kept walking toward the cage, but he didn’t look away. The biker beside me noticed immediately and muttered, “Well, shit.” I swallowed quickly. “What?” The guy looked between me and Cain once before shaking his head. “Nothing.” Cain climbed into the cage while the crowd exploded around him. The other fighter entered a second later. He was bigger than the last guy; heavy muscle. Mean-looking enough the room got louder just seeing him.

I swear to God, I'm burying this man alive. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I heard a deep voice behind me. Of course it's the devil himself. "What? Can't I get out of my room now?" I scoffed and rolled my eyes. It was a bad decision. Artemis grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. The grip of his hand was so painful that I hissed. The eyes of me became blurry. He's definitely an asshole. "Don't ever roll your eyes at me. Otherwise you know the consequences won't be pleasing, babygirl." He said in a husky calm voice.

JAYDEN’S P.O.V. “Hey, yall!” the bartender shouted as I walked out. “Just leave the girl alone.” But they were not having it. When I stepped out, I realized that all these were bikers and they belonged to same gang. They all had a very typical kind of skull tattooed on their arms. ‘Jay!’ Faye screamed in my head, trying to take control. But when I did not let her, she did something else. She opened my mind link.

“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.