Blue Eyed Devil Meaning Novels & Stories

Any one of these changes would have made him seem vicious to anyone else. But those weren't the traits that made him look like the devil to me. It was his eyes. Bright red rage had bled into his grey eyes, giving them an eerie purple colour that still shone with a hatred that could send a lesser man into madness. But I'm no lesser man. I haven't been since I was a teen. “What the hell is wrong with you?!”

A chaos of color that shouldn’t exist. They are cold, ice, but also destructive. A storm trapped in two irises. I’ve seen the way people look at them, the unease they feel when I meet their gaze. They’re not beautiful. They’re a warning. A warning I’ve carried my entire life. In my father’s place sits my aunt. Another blue-eyed devil. I don’t need to look at her to know it’s her. That shrill voice is enough to send anyone crawling up a fucking wall.

When I looked into his eyes, I could swear that I saw red swim in them, the cold flames of hell seeping through them. Everything about him screamed danger and told me to run as far away from him as possible because he was going to break me. He appeared calculated and unapologetically cruel, with a handsome face, a drool-worthy body, and a playful glint that carefully lured one to its death. He was what I would term a frisky devil. A very dangerous one. Why does a devil like him have a mate? And why did it have to be me, of all people? These questions kept swimming in my mind, adding to my headache.

I said flatly. She tilted her head, looking me up and down with mocking eyes. “I heard some rumors about you. You caught the devil’s eyes.” She dragged out the word devil like it tasted sweet. “Do you even know what that means?” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t care what it means.”

Darina screamed with his eyes closed as he try to control the devil inside him. "What is wrong with you please make love to me I have missed your touch" she raised his hand and placed it on her b*obs. "Go Lucy just leave me" he yelled again trying to control himself. "This is not..." She pause in shock when Darian's growl become louder he opened his eyes and her eyes met with his red eyes, which send fear down her spine. "The devil's eyes" she called weakly and with all her strength she pulled away from Darian as she made her way towards the door.

He cursed under his breath. At first prince Arthur couldn't take his eyes off the red ones peering at him, it was as if he has been glued to those flaming eyes, but that spell lost it effect on him the moment he heard another growl from the massive creature laying on the floor with an arrow stuck in his heart. ‘ isn't this what they call caught between the devil and the deep blue sea?, but then no matter how beautiful the sea might appear, the devil you know is far better.’ “Ahhhhhhhh"

It is a part of human nature. In my eyes, a person who commits evil acts is the devil himself. There is no outside force, no mysterious entity whispering in their ears, no dark power forcing their hand. The devil is simply the name we give to the worst parts of human nature— the greed, the cruelty, the hunger for control, and the willingness to destroy others for selfish gain. It is not some mystical being hiding in the darkness. It is us. It is me. And if that is the case, then I must be the devil.

she whispered, her breath cold against my skin, “you belong to him.” A shiver crawled down my spine. She didn’t let me pull away. “The Devil is one of a kind,” she whispered. “Do you understand what that means?” I shook my head once. Barely. She pressed a kiss to my cheek, soft and dry. “It means remember yourself,” she said, pulling back just enough to meet my eyes again. “So you don’t drown in him.” The words hit like a prophecy.

His face didn’t hold any emotion like sadness or whatnot, but from his eyes, I could read it all. My lips parted at the realization. Was he really apologizing to me? Alejandro? The man whose authority could move mountains at will? The man they call IL DIAVOLO? ~The devil Was I dreaming? Yeah, maybe. That definitely had to be it. Never in a million years would Alejandro ever admit that he was wrong. No. I moved back a little to be sure I heard him correctly. “What?” I asked, and as if that snapped him back to reality, he frowned.

Devil, I can’t deny he is an extremely handsome Devil, who’s playing with me and my body as his wish. Again, he came near me, so near that the rich fragrance of his body again took over my sense, making me weak on my knees. “ Court!! Heh… “ He husked looking straight in my eyes as he gave a rough laugh stating it simple way he is hell angry and annoyed by my statement. His dark luminous eyes we’re giving a glare that was freezing my bones, like being nude in the middle of a hailstorm, where every chunk of ice was a frosted dagger cutting into my skin. They are so dark, giving a feeling like I am looking into an endless expanse of a midnight sky. Pure black. Dark and cold.