Damon Salvatore Eye Novels & Stories

I pull my olive-green cloak around myself tightly. ‘It's okay. I'm not going to hurt you. I’m Damon,’ he says, ‘Your eyes are so beautiful. I’ve never seen anyone with violet eyes before. The Moon Goddess has blessed me.’ he smiles. I don't know what he means about being blessed, but I’m gradually feeling more relaxed. Minutes pass, and I realise we have been staring into each other's eyes: my expression changes to worry and confusion. ‘It's ok. It's just the bond,’ he says, reassuring me.

"What are you talking about?" His dark eyes bore into my soul, as if digging inside me for answers. I never noticed how dark they were. Sei and Silas had red and grey eyes. Alpha Nazari only had black eyes. Not a lux of light in them. Not a lux of light around his whole face. "I never told you about him." I said when I recieved no response. I watched as his eyes suddenly started lighting up, glowing from whatever magic he was doing. They turned into a light blue, almost like ice and I knew someone with such eyes. Damien.

Then I opened it. Damon stood on the other side, jaw tight, eyes shadowed, scent wild and storm-swept. Like pine, blood, and something darker. His knuckles were raw, a smear of dried crimson trailing down one wrist. His chest rose and fell like he’d been running. But it was his eyes that caught me. Not glowing. Not furious. Just raw. “Are you going to stand there all night,” I said quietly, “or-” “I shouldn’t be here,” he cut in, voice low and hoarse.

“I’m sorry okay ? Just that I was trying to lighten up the mood. , I didn’t want you to feel bad and stressed about the whole mate thing okay “she assured and I calmed down cause I didn’t even want to fight with her ____i love her and I know she means the world to me and she means the best for me . DAMON POV I got to the market as usual and today the sun decided to tone itself down____i really appreciated it because was it’s freaking hot my coverage suits start acting up and it becomes extremely hot .so I’m really happy it’s calm . I kept walking on the streeet and all I could think of was blood. BLOOD !!! BLOOD !!! I needed to control this or else every freaking person here will know that I

Then from behind— Then the flight attendant squealed, “Mr. Salvatore! It’s really you—I’m such a fan…” His eyes flicked sharply toward me before he lifted the newspaper, pressing it gently but firmly over her mouth. Not a shout, but a quiet hush. I caught the faintest flare in his gaze—not anger, but something more guarded, almost possessive. Damian. My husband. In a bunny hat. And ugly glasses. Of course I’d recognize the man. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I excused myself to the bathroom mostly to escape the sexual-tension-air-pressure triangle.

"Find me if you can, I'm very close to you all you have to do is just look up and think about me " "Keep searching me, if you find me within ten days I'm yours or else bua has seen a handsome hunk with rich background having Villa and cars and above all too sexy to just look at with lickable abs and body me already drooling, so if you feel any competition do find me otherwise what we had was special but after seeing him u lala , he's ready to kill with his looks and those hazel eyes. " "Darling, hope you think about it. Goodnight". Navi said all without listening to him or rather without giving him a chance to speak. Now she had a smirk .

But then if I don't give this man answers… Salvatore raises my face by the chin to look at him, and as he lets out smoke onto my face, I cough. "Your eyes... Are they natural? "He questions, and I gulp. "Yes. "I reply, and he smiles. "Violet eyes. I've never seen those before. "He says, and I just stare at him. Into his eyes. His magnetic green eyes. I haven't seen eyes like his before either. They look dead and emotionless, but somehow, they are still enchanting.

Even my wolf tensed. He froze too, nostrils flaring. For a split second, his mask cracked. His pupils blew wide, his jaw tightened, and I saw it in his eyes, the flicker of recognition, of something primal and unwanted. Mate. The word echoed in my head like a curse. The Luna’s face paled, her grip on his arm tightening. “Dominic? Darling, is everything alright?” He didn’t answer. He didn’t even spare her a glance. His attention was locked on me, his voice a growl when he spoke next.

but aside from that, there was something else that far surpassed that shock. ...Damon was smiling brightly, brighter than she had ever seen before. Not a small, wobbly smile but a full blown, happy smile that stretched from ear to ear and showcased his pearly white teeth. At first, Sarah had doubted that this person here was Damon, but his hazel eyes, his long black hair, the shape of his face and the slight dip of his lips were all the same...it was definitely Damon, but a different version of Damon from the one right now.

The emotion in Damien’s hazel eyes was hard to miss. He looked at her for a while, gazing deep into her blue eyes. Eira always believed that her eyes were beautiful. She had been told so several times, more times than she could keep a count. But she realised as looked away from the vampire’s gaze that hers were no match to Carena’s.