Damon Salvatore Vampire Eyes Novels & Stories

He smirked evilly. "You are out for revenge and so am I." Lord Xrysos deadpanned and saw Anderios's eyes turning black once again. Damon held the raging man's arm and stared into his eyes. Anderios calmed down, his eyes changing back to a brilliant brown color once again. "Thanks." He kissed the man's soft lips. "I have no idea how you do these things but you take the demons away from me with those eyes." Damon laughed and pushed off of Andreios only to fall into Lord Xrysos' arms.

“Leave me the fuck alone!” My eyes flicked over him, tracing the black shirt stretched tight across his chest, hugging the biceps that bulged under the fabric. A tattoo peeked out, dark ink curling from his collar, sharp against his skin. His jaw was hard and shadowed with stubble. And those eyes—fuck, those eyes—amber as lit coals, piercing into me like they could see straight through my skull. Salvatore didn’t move. He watched me intently, his lips curving into a smile. “You look so beautiful,” he murmured, calm as anything. “More than anything I’ve ever seen.”

AVA'S POV “Just how many broken people were in this pack? I should leave him alone with his problem, I mean, even I have mine to solve.” I muttered, just wanting to leave quickly and quietly without disturbing him. But his next words made me stop dead in my tracks. “Sage...” he called out again. Lifting his head, his eyes suddenly snapped in my direction. It was Kaiden. But there was something about him that was too scary. His beautiful brown eyes were gone, it was replaced with a blood red color, fully highlighted under the full moon.

Lisanna started telling Cassandra everything she knew. “Those boys following them are Jet Crane, he is a warlock, Liam Wright, a werewolf from the West, and Oliver Hunt, a vampire. Jet currently ranked number 4 while Liam was 5, and Oliver was the second,” Lisanna said. Cassandra listened intently. “And those mean girls are Judith Lockhart, a witch, Krystal Knight, a vampire, and Joana Redwood. Joana was also a vampire and she was obsessed with First,” Lisanna mumbled. She ate the remaining piece for her food while looking fat Cassandra's reaction in front of her.

his index finger poking Damon’s nose. Damon gasped.like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing,what he was seeing.what he was feeling. Darian hit the counter.wood scattered everywhere .”impossible”he breathed out but his eyes were on Zara.on her gold eyes,his eyes.the same gold cat eyes. I stepped between them and my kids.they weren’t about to take my life away from me.Not when I’m still breathing. Damon looked at me slowly,the emptiness in his eyes seem to vanish.Replaced by rage.

“Damon will tear you open. Damon will burn you alive. Damon will make you beg for mercy and you will not get it. He is coming. He is here. He is…” And then it happened. The door didn’t just open. It blew apart. The hinges snapped, the wood cracked, and pieces flew everywhere like someone had set off a bomb inside the frame. Dust shot up so fast it burned my throat and I coughed. And then I saw him. Damon. Oh my God it was Damon. He looked like hell and fire at the same time. His eyes. Oh God his eyes. They were red and burning and angry and beautiful all at once. My whole body broke apart when I saw them.

He looked composed and calm, narrowing his eyes at her, he didn't say a word. Her eyes. They were too captivating. Too rare, and for the first time Vampire king did want someone to keep staring in his eyes. _____________________________________ I'll be pasting the warnings in the coming chapter related to the story's genre and the contents inside. This is about Vampires, supernatural away from humans, so I'll be making them way more brutal and animalistic then my normal dark romance books, so be ware and better read my warnings first. Till the next adios

“Vova, we need to secure the perimeter. This was a diversion. He’s buying time.” I ignored him. I reached for Irina’s hand, clasping her cold, unresponsive fingers. “Damon Salvatore took my wife and my sons,” I vowed, staring into my mother's vacant, peaceful face. “And he killed the last piece of my humanity. He wanted a blood sacrifice to cover his tracks. He will get an apocalypse in return.” I stood up, the pain in my chest no longer sorrow, but a granite-hard focus. The grief was now weaponized.

"With my recovered strength, plus the remaining nineteen top-tier vampires, it seems the direction of the battle is clear. I will be the victor." However, the smile that was on Ansel's lips faded. Swooossshhh~ … With a very fast movement, Ansel returned to his feet behind the remaining nineteen top-level vampires. Damien, who had closed his eyes, has now opened his eyes again. And what could be seen was, Damien's eyes were pitch black. All of his eyes turned black. There were red veins all over Damien's body that ran over his muscles to his neck. Crackkk~ … Crackkk~…

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.