Crimson Red Eyes の小説・ストーリー

Unlike any other human gaze I had encountered, hers shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, reminiscent of stars sparkling upon a midnight canvas. Her natural eye color transcended the conventional hazel shade, revealing occasional flickers that had caught my attention on multiple occasions. Initially, I hadn't paid it much heed, dismissing it as a trivial peculiarity. However, now, as her eyes shimmered once more, I couldn't ignore it. Vampires' eye pupil tends to flicker to red when they are hungry for blood, agitated, desirous, or experiencing other intense sensations that could trigger a transformation. The crimson flicker of a vampire's pupils held a profound meaning.

The realization that his mesmerizing crimson eyes were not an inherent facet of his status as a Red Fang Pack member, but rather a result of contact lenses, reverberated through the corridors of my mind, leaving an indelible mark. Tyrel's words flowed forth, a melodic blend of jest and feigned solemnity, as he unravelled the tale of his "unique optical issues" with an air of mock seriousness. With every word, his voice dripped with a playful charm, embracing the delightful dance of whimsy and mischievousness. He elucidated how his trusted doctor had prescribed him these singular lenses, designed specifically to address his vision concerns. Yet, in a twist of fate, these remarkable ocular aid

And then—he looked up. I stopped breathing. His face was blank. Completely unreadable. But his eyes— His eyes were red. Not in the tired, bloodshot way. Not from crying—though he had cried, that much was obvious from the dried tracks on his cheeks. His once gorgeous viridescent irises were now a deep red. Like wine left too long in a goblet. Like blood drying beneath glass. Not green. Not even close. And it wasn’t just the color. There was something in them. Something dangerous. Ancient. A promise of death and bloodshed.

Back at the hotel, there were no such marks on him but, all that was on him were the traces of hickeys that she left from the other night. "Hue, what is happening to you?" she whispered in dismay. She got another towel and wet it. Then, she apply it gently on his chest as not to cause him pain. Hue opened his eyes. However, those eyes that were once with jade-blue colour had now turned into fiery red colour. His irises were completely red like the colour of blood and was void of any other colour. Not even a tiny ring of jade-blue were seen in his irises. Those pair of red and frightening eyes were looking at Jennet in a piercing gaze. The woman found herself swallowing hard when she felt int

) Such nerve. A small snake looking creature suddenly appear before me, it's eyes fully bright crimson and long horn on its head, and had a great ooze of drake aura on it. Meaning: it's not from the system world. ( Master, you're such– a snake...!!!!) I screamed pointing my finger at it. Voom! Thud! Flop flop flop! Damn, I completely forgot about that buddy. . . . A beautiful shade of red was applied smoothly to eyelids, mascara was used grace the long blonde eyelashes which quiver slightly. Revealing the hazel grey eyes of a cutie.

Even if it is the God of the world,. “Be grateful. I will make your trip to hell joyous.” “I will bring you to hell! Urk-” “Oh really? I had already made my way back and forth. I even made a name for myself in that realm. Don’t bother doing so.” Eyes turning red. Just like the same red mark he had the last time. But at this moment, it was so shining that it was almost blinding. His sclera turns black. Differs from what it is supposed to be. There is no shade of white to be seen on his orbs. Only that blinding red mark that is not hiding in fog like last time.

His cologne was so strong it stung my eyes. “Hey! What the hell are you doing? Get off me!” This man was surrounded by the dark black aura. It was swirling menacingly all around him. He moved his face so his eyes looked straight into my own. They were so frightening, they were brown with a blood red tint around the edge. They were so harsh looking. As I glared back into his eyes I saw a fly crawl over his eyeball and crawl back behind his eye. It made me want to wretch. When he spoke it was as if is eyes were boring into mine, trying to take control of me.

Man. The monster snapped its eyes open instilling so much fear in Claude he could feel his heartbeat in his throat as a steady deep throb. It's eyes were a bright and cruel shade of vermillion that seemed to direct all of its hate and maternal rage at him. Like the summoning of magical constraints, fear gripped him and held him in place as the eyes ripped through him with a never ending icy heat...the Redwoods just became worlds more dangerous.

Red energy waves beat like Physical whip strokes through the room and threw Raven hard against the wall. He left the air. When he snatched his head in the air, he saw the boy in the incubator threw the head in the neck. Its skin was black, titan-like sheds covered, which flashes over its entire body to be extended. The delicate facial features distorted themselves to the fragment of a nightmare. When the boy – or what was left of him – opened his eyes, there was no whiteness, no more iris. Only pure, burning, karmesin red light. The presence of

He trailed off, his breaths heavy, sweats beading on his temple. I forced my widened gaze back to normal, turning him to face me. I moved closer, closing in on the space between us. My hands found his broad chest, as I fixed my gaze on it. His heart was racing, thumping. Hard, and fast. Thump..thump..thump..thump….. My gaze lifted back to face him, and then I saw it. The faint glow of crimson. It wasn't the normal Alpha red, but this….it was a corrupted hue.