Crimson Red Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

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I can’t “You have to” My eyes burned. Heat flooded my veins. The pressure intensified. Wolves around the circle stepped back instinctively. “What’s happening?” someone whispered. “Look at her eyes” I looked up. The world sharpened. Colors deepened. Every heartbeat in the clearing became audible. My eyes weren’t normal anymore. Not gold like an alpha. Something darker. Older. Red. Gasps rippled through the crowd. Some wolves dropped to their knees. Not by choice. Instinct. One wolf tried to stay standing. His legs trembled violently. His jaw clenched.

Frederick got up from his throne and walked up to me. He urged me to keep a low temper noticing that the pupils of my eyes went red in color. Being a hybrid of both vampyre and a witch, I didn’t have the glowing blue eyes vampyres get and the glowing green eyes witches have when they’re in their true form. When I triggered any of my inner forms, my eyes just glow bloody red and right now they did. I was insanely filled with hatred towards Cassius.

"I am guessing I don't need to introduce myself." Raphael De Amato, the Alpha of the Crimsonclaw pack. An Alpha of one of the Triad Packs and the most powerful Lycan. There was no mistaking him with any other. Like the stories said, his eyes were neither blue nor green but a distinctive crimson. He was the red-eyed lycan that appeared only once in a generation. An Alpha born with red eyes was said to have powers that no other Lycan would have access to. Yet, he was known more notoriously for his cruelty. He had bodies strewn on stakes outside his castle. And now the same man was before me.

The crimson hue of his fur glistened under the sunlight, radiating an eerie glow that heightened the ominous atmosphere. Devin's eyes, once filled with an unsettling madness, now burned with an intensity that pierced through the chaos. They gleamed a deep, blood-red, reminiscent of smoldering embers in the dead of night. It was a visual testament to the untamed power coursing through his veins.

The two started to fight the bandits while Clarrise stayed with Ayla and me. I looked for Atticus but my eyes were drawn to the man, fighting beside him. I gasped softly when I realized he was not ordinary. The man has a pair of red glowing eyes. He's a vampire! But why would Atticus associate himself with a vampire? When my eyes finally landed on Atticus, another realization struck me. Atticus is just like him! He has a pair of golden yellow eyes. I always knew that there is something different with him and I kept on wondering what it was but now, my curiosity is finally answered.

“I think you can still tell Alpha Charles. He won’t use it against you. And I think you will need to make amends sooner or later. It’ll be best if you have more allies than enemies.” “Political advice from a Fae?” He raised his eyebrows. “I guess I’ll have to work on that.” “I hope you do.” Even as Krimson signed out, I stared at the blank screen, wondering why his blood-red eyes never incited the kind of fear in me that I felt towards Alistair. They both had blood-red eyes, but however different, Krimson’s eyes never made me shiver in fear, or make me feel like I was being overwhelmed. But even in my memories…Alistair’s eyes just felt…wrong. Like there was something so inherently evil in th

⸻ The image darkened. The Crimson One stepped away from his brothers. ⸻ Toward a glowing object hidden beneath the earth. ⸻ A crystal. ⸻ Dark red. ⸻ Beautiful. ⸻ Wrong. ⸻ The moment he touched it— Everything changed. ⸻ The vision exploded. ⸻ Darkness spread across the world. ⸻ Cities burned. ⸻ Wars erupted. ⸻ Entire kingdoms fell. ⸻ The Crimson One watched it all with fascination.

He stopped an inch, bending his head to look at mine. Now we were looking at ourselves so intensively. "What? What do you want?" I blinked rapidly. "Dis you add contacts to your lens?" "What do you mean?" "Your eyes ..they are beautiful and very different from yesterday." My eyes? I batt my lashes in confusion. What does that mean? "Red. Pale red, almost pink in colour." He said, staring deeply at my eyes. Wait, that isn't right. I have brown lens, not pale red. I saw this same thing yesterday. Does this perhaps run in my family? Having red eyes.