Blue Eyed Devil Meaning 소설 & 이야기

The devil has a way, his eyes had nothing but I knew behind those pools of nothingness were thousands of emotions he masks. "And you," his attention directed to the asshole who ordered to undress me. He was shivering under his lethal gaze, I stood next to him. "I'll take the lead," For the first time I felt like I'm not alone in this I have an ally. Our eyes locked and I saw something in those blue pools but it passed like a shadow before I could see it.

She held the hand of a ten-year-old child who gazed at them without emotion. King Benedict IX clenched his fist as he eyed the child. Even as a child, everyone could see how beautiful he was. But what stood out the most was his blue jeweled eyes. His eyes were extremely clear like a deep blue sea. "Wow, what immense mana! Eating this child would be worth it!" The head devil laughed as it stared at the child. When the devil met the child's eyes, it suddenly stiffened. It could feel an incredible pressure emitted from him.

Chu Xun looked at it and said with a smile, "I haven't told you yet. I am Chu the Devil." Hiccup! Blue-scaled Eagle was choked by the rabbit meat. It stretched its neck and felt that it would be choked to death. It was frightened. "My Lord, don't make fun of me. Chu the Devil doesn't look like you. You can't fool me," Blue-scaled Eagle said. Chu Xun chuckled and said, "What does Chu the Devil look like?" "Chu the Devil wears bloody clothes and has blood-red hair. He's good-looking, as handsome as the man in the painting, and his means are incredible. How could he live in the deep forest?"

Angry at the disturber of my peace, ready to confront anyone on the other side of the door, I wide opened it, but the person standing behind them was not who I expected to see. Actually, I’ve never seen the blond angel that stood in front of me… The blond angel with the entrancing blue eyes quickly transformed into the devil, the devil who provoked me, the devil who brought the worst out of me on the surface. The devil whose brave, taunting eyes will haunt me for the rest of eternity. The devil whose words kept me awake all night because they brought revelation and shed some new light on the events that occurred in the last few days. Philip’s stupid girlfriend was pregnant.

Nodding and asking for the next chapter, her mother continues. A blessing by which she is guided and protected by the heavens above, but a curse the people think of her. For unlike any other, she is someone who bears a silver-colored tone and a crystal-like eye that resembles the light blue color of the diamond, pale skin, and long straight silver hair. She is a beauty, but a mystery taken by everyone as a child of the devil.” With her eyes deepening in the purple hue of the night sky, she objects with her words. “Humans who knew nothing, but mock the blemishes of someone as they try to keep theirs is the worst kind of one.”

Wolves collided with the shadows of those wings, thrown across the room as blood and instant death erupted. Vivica froze, eyes wide, her chest rising as she watched the devil himself descend upon them. The dark blue aura surrounding him pressed against her burning skin, sending a thrill along her heated skin, and desire, through her. All the rumors about him turned out to be true. He was the Devil. The real Devil. Finn stepped forward deliberately, each movement slow, lethal, deliberate. He stopped just in front of her, the room now deathly silent except for the beat of her pulsing heat.

ELIANA The eyes are keys to the soul… or so they say. His soul was an abyss. Dark. Cold. Hollow. A wormhole that sucked you in. His eyes were a beautiful abyss. I’ve never been drawn to a man and I’ve seen a handful of men but all of them, compared to him, were like pebbles amongst a gemstone. The devil wears Armani. He was that devil and my fate was sealed the moment I was dragged into this room and locked eyes with him.

I shrieked as I was yanked from my hiding spot. He slammed me against a tree, my breath knocked from my lungs. I gasped, trembling beneath his intense gaze. “P-please—” His gun pressed against my temple and he gently slid it down my cheek. I went still. Paralyzed under the stern gaze of his piercing grey eyes and the fear that if I moved, he might blow my brains out. Tears mixed with the rain streamed down my face. I shut my eyes and patiently waited for the final shot, the pain, the end of everything.

Midnight black hair, just long enough to fall into his piercing, cold grey eyes, the kind of eyes that stripped souls, not just clothes. His lips were full, but he always pressed them in a thin, unreadable line, except when he smirked and right now, that smirk was directed at me. "Princess." He drawled, his voice like black velvet soaked in whiskey. "I am here now." My lips trembled and the tears came again, no matter how hard I tried to hold them back, I wasn’t crying because I was still scared, I was crying because I was safe and also… because seeing him again, his power, his dominance, his deadly calm aura made my body hum in all the wrong ways.

The methods he uses for killing or ‘talking’ aren't jokes. “Trust me. It’s my fucking business,” Devil says, stepping closer. Now they’re nose to nose, well, as close as they can be. The girl barely reaches his shoulders. “And how is that?” she dares him, eyes cool. “He’s my old man,” Devil says. In the corner of my eye, I see Chaos, Devil’s father. As usual, his face gives nothing away. “Ah, that’s fine then,” she says. “I’m Violet. Apparently… you’re my older brother. Steven?”