Devil Eyes Lights Novels & Stories

Devil was bleeding from his nose and mouth and he knew that the usual yellow of his eyes had sunk into a crimson red. His voice was unusually sibilent as his demonic magic threatened to overtake him. “You have no idea what I’m going to do, my love,you don't know the real me, if I can break your bond with your soulmate I can do anything, I want you to be mine and always mine and no one going to take you away from me not even dead” he said before he released the angel and moved away, opening a magic circle. "Dean" Win saw a big man with red eyes come from shadow.

"Wait. Something’s—something’s entering him." Elias's screams turned guttural. His body arched, and then went still—too still. His eyes flew open. One glowed a vibrant violet—the Faerian. The other, molten gold—Azazel. But then a third light split through his chest, cutting through the others. Black. Liquid black, like ink spilled across the soul. His eyes now burned with three separate lights: violet, gold, and black. Elias sat up slowly, unnaturally calm. His voice echoed, low and ancient, nothing like him.

Finally, he collided with the fire dragon while holding that pipe in his hand. The fire dragon began to shatter, and countless fireballs fell from the sky, creating a scene that could only appear in a doomsday scenario. After that, Druce forced that fire dragon to keep backtracking all the way back into the Devil’s Eye. At the foot of Helsby Mountain, the Devil’s Eye was hidden beneath a circular crater. It was a massive lava pit with a diameter of fifty meters. If a drone was used to photograph it from the sky, this place would resemble an eye. That was how Devil’s Eye got its name.

The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam

As Callista nears the devil, whose shadows are closing in on her to consume her, a flash of blinding white light erupts from her, filling the room with a glow akin to the sun. I shield my eyes from the burn, and Xaveraq cries out as if he's in pain. When I reopen my eyes again, I see Xaveraq fall to the floor with Callista’s jaws wrapped around his neck. The glow still surrounds her, spiraling her like a galaxy as the devil continues to scream. I watch, dumbfounded as the darkness within him bursts into a frenzy of shadows that spiral the room in a cyclone of black, consuming them both for a split second, black and white flashes dancing in hope of dominating one another.

The psychopathic lord wailed, blinking eccentrically as his vision slowly rose from the darkness. The lord of hell gritted his teeth as a deep and throbbing pain exploded from behind his eyes, a strange oily green splitting across his vision; along with a sickly yellow; the colours causing his gut to churn in disgust. What the fuck was this? He growled within his mind, continuing to blink at a rapid pace as he shook his head. Attempting to push away the sickly unnatural colours. Darkous gasped lightly when they began to fade, slowly soaking into the metal implants that his father had forced upon him.

I had unwittingly taken a few steps back when Reksa the devil transformed into his true self. The hot air seemed to fill my room and made my breath short. However, I was able to endure the heat, even though I was still overwhelmed to draw oxygen from my nose. The devil's figure was dusky red, literally burning like flames. His eyes are different colors; one black and the other red. What made me quite surprised was his head and height.

“Yes. Even though she appeared as your naked body, her voice and more so her eyes ensured no mistaking her for you or Emilia.” I suppose that makes sense. “So we had parallel experiences. What was the color of Light’s eyes?” I asked. “Bright silver, shining like the moon. They darkened and brightened with her mood. What about Darkness?” Alec cocked his head. “The blinding yellow-orange of the sun. Sometimes it was hard to look him in the eyes, like looking into the sun. Strange given he’s Darkness. I would have thought his eyes would be dark or like the moon.” I frowned.

Time! Little by little! Finally, Curse Devil King, whose eyes were closed and eyebrows were tightly knitted, suddenly opened them! Swoosh! At that moment, an extremely clear and mysterious light burst out of Curse Devil King's eyes, like the sun, moon, and stars! "Found it!" The Curse Devil King shouted angrily and looked very serious. His eyes were full of embarrassment as he looked straight in a certain direction! Then! Followed by Curse Devil King's gaze, he saw that the tiny light in all directions began to tremble wildly.

The God of God's sent me away; I place my hand in my tummy, am I pregnant do I really carry the child of light. Do I carry Beven's child after our one night together? There are so many questions running through my head, Beven Squeezes my hand as he says. "Are you okay baby?" I smile as I look at my handsome warrior as I reply, "I am now." I look over to my Brothers; they came to Hell to save me how is that even possible, how can we defy the book of myths. Darriel's eyes are glowing icy blue, the same colour mine turn when I use my powers, and Davin is enormous a massive ball of angry red flames, his eyes glow an angry red. I giggle as I hold out my hand to him.