Demon Gaze Novels & Stories

His eyes were cold, filled with dark power… They blazed green. “Yes,” Haizea groaned, inching toward him before bowing low. “Welcome at last, Lord Dahak!” His green eyes landed on me, and my heart froze in my chest. Haizea had done it. She had awakened the Dark Demon.

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.

Derek, the vampire with unearthly grace and hypnotic allure, added his ancient powers to their group. Together, they stood as a formidable force, ready to face the colossal demon and restore order to the chaotic realm. The demon giant, with skin as black as night and muscles rippling with unholy power, roared with fury as it beheld the trio of warriors. Its fiery eyes glowed with malevolence, and the stench of sulfur emanated from its massive form. The ground trembled beneath its weight as it stomped forward, unleashing a bellow that shook the very foundations of Hell.

My jaw clenched and I exhaled nothing less than the sound of a growl. Looking in my rearview mirror before getting out, I noticed the color of my eyes had changed to black. They only turn black when I let my demon out, the demon that craves the sound of screams, the smell of blood, the sight of fear in someone’s eyes, the feeling of their bones crushing in my bare hands. It had been a while since I had done any good and decent torture - Bradley and his group of thugs seemed like a great place to cure that craving.

Her eyes have a demon aura and her hold was strong against Granny. Becky couldn’t wait and she closed her eyes and hold the demon's hand with power. Her eyes got spark which pierces through Alina's eyes. The demon tried to oppose the force of Goddess which comes from her blue eyes but couldn’t resist and left Alina's body with a scream. He came out by holding his eyes. “Aaaaaa…. You Bitch…. Who ruin my eyes”. He screamed. Alina has left Granny's throat and collapsed on the ground. Granny rubs her throat and cough badly.

"The life you lead, you'll pay indeed." She repeated the phrase over and over, the words looping endlessly until they lost meaning yet gained horrifying weight. Her cackle echoed everywhere, bouncing off walls that no longer seemed solid. He'd look back at her, and her eyes would be glowing red, twin embers of accusation burning through the darkness. Mirah's skin would dissolve into smoke, and that smoke would spread until it consumed everything around him. More red glowing eyes emerged from the encroaching darkness, multiplying with each passing second. He could hear their voices now, distinct and terrible. The voices belonged to all the people he'd killed, their collective rage given form.

Silently gazing at the fallen leaves that disappeared with the current, gazing at the ship that left straight past him. "--Where are you looking?" Agarez made a noise, forcibly interrupting the man's long gaze. The rare power in him that could be lethal to demons unexpectedly piqued Agarez's interest, and the dark-haired, dark-eyed archdemon stared at him with unusually focused eyes, as if gazing at unavailable prey.

~Carmen~ Hair messy, a few strands fall into his eyes, giving him a dark, menacing look. Especially as he stares down at me, panting like he’s not sure if he wants to kiss me again or destroy me. All thoughts of Angels and heavenly beings instantly flee my head. He’s not an Angel... he’s a demon that is hellbent on devouring me. His ocean blue fiery gaze widens a fraction as if he can read my thoughts just before it bores into my eyes with an intensity that shoves me closer to the place between dream and reality.

The woman said on impulse, bowing to him. The demon ignored her, his eyes focused on Hazel. His eyes, looked her from head to toe making long stops at her breasts and her crotch area while using his six-inch tongue that was filled with tiny spikes to lick his puffy lips. Hazel nearly puked as she saw the leering way the demon was looking at her. "What's your name?" The being asked her in a voice that made goosebumps appear on her skin. "Hazel," She answered in a whisper. She did not want to answer but she did out of fear.

It was dangerous. Under the scorching sun, three formidable demonic beings stood ominously in front of the ancient pack house, emanating an aura of malevolence. Each demon possessed a unique appearance, reflecting their individual nature and power. The first demon stood tall and imposing with ebony skin and fiery crimson eyes. His long, jagged horns protruded from his forehead, and he carried a wickedly serrated sword crafted from blackened bones. The second demon was shrouded in a cloak of swirling shadows, making it difficult to discern her true form. Her skeletal fingers clutched a slender, obsidian staff topped with a glowing, pulsating orb of ethereal energy. The final demon had a hulki