Devil Eyes Novels & Stories

Killian Schmidt, she whispered in her heart, a name that dripped with darkness and despair. Flashes of the past flooded her mind as she recalled the first time she had laid eyes on him. The memory of his pale eyes sent shivers down her spine, revealing a darkness that seemed to penetrate straight into the depths of his soul. In that instant, he bore the resemblance of a true spawn of the devil, his mere presence exuding an aura of malevolence. It was as if he took pleasure in the suffering of others, revelling in their agony and humiliation. There was no trace of remorse or guilt in his gaze, just an eerie sense of pure amusement as he watched his victims, helpless and on their knees, desper

I almost didn’t notice him, he was standing off to the side so quiet and still he almost seemed invisible, but those eyes! 'He’s a visum?!' Valeria shrieks in my head. Val has never seen a visum before, but I told her they can easily be identified by their eyes. Eyes of electric purple with a ring of electric blue around that. They’re so intense it almost looks like the colour is moving. All I can do is nod in response to her question.

Angelica Did I mention I made a deal with the devil? Well, I gave him an inch and now he was asking for a mile. I had an ominous feeling as soon as I heard that eerie tune I had reserved for the secret phone I used to communicate with The Viper. It wasn’t just the fact that The Viper couldn’t be calling me at random that gave me the chill. It was the knowledge that I had been sloppy enough to not turn the phone off after the last call.

Moreover her hair was tough black and hands were fully tattooed with strange pictures. Other than this her eyes was no more doe-eyed like an innocent one but it was a beady black, shiny, impenetrable obsidian eyes. The most terrifying feature of her was the tattoed figure of a boy face in her neck. That tattoed face had some similarity with our cute little Abigal's face. "Abarat! Abarat! Abarat. Come here", she roared more loudly like a exquisitely horrid witch. While roaring the tattoed face on her neck was exposing and one can clearly say it was Abigal's face.

There was a thin black line between his eyebrows, which added a hint of indescribable majesty to his calm and peaceful face. All of a sudden, the young man's eyes opened. What didn't match his handsome face was his pair of dull eyes as if he had seen all the darkness in the world. His eyes were strangely dark, so dark that they were terrifying. With a single glance at them, people would feel as if they had fallen into the depths of hell, making them unable to extricate themselves from it. This Devil-like figure who seemed to have emerged from the depths of hell was none other than Ding Tong.

He chuckles grimly, his lips stretching diabolically to release a dark grin as he leers in, “You? Do you dare dream of getting rid of me after the vow that binds us? I flush with embarrassment and he rescinds to relish in my pensive state. Shoving his elbow into the top of Mortiz’s seat and fisting his hand against his jaw, he assumes a tilt of his head and cunningly smiles at me. It’s not particularly a beautiful expression a Vampire should make. But…I gulp with turmoil. It’s a whole world different when it’s an undisputed beauty like this doing the staring. It should make anyone wring with dread as those fiery eyes are predatory and nightmarish. Devon’s eyes are very beautifully brimmed wi

Darina screamed with his eyes closed as he try to control the devil inside him. "What is wrong with you please make love to me I have missed your touch" she raised his hand and placed it on her b*obs. "Go Lucy just leave me" he yelled again trying to control himself. "This is not..." She pause in shock when Darian's growl become louder he opened his eyes and her eyes met with his red eyes, which send fear down her spine. "The devil's eyes" she called weakly and with all her strength she pulled away from Darian as she made her way towards the door.

||||•••••~||~••••••||||| The Devil's chilling, red, opalescent eyes seared into me, carving into my being viciously and introducing a violent surge of fear through my veins. He was giving me a punishing death glare I have only seen him give his groveling, beseeching victims before he slaughters them mercilessly, but his eyes were also saturated with another emotion- the emotion that always overwhelmed his features when his possessive side outshines his nonchalance and he reminds me who it is I will always belong to.

Their eyes gleam a vicious, evil red that shows the true depths of their soullessness. All at once, they charge at Gamma Everly.

A bitter chemi⁠cal smell filled my lungs before I could open my eye⁠s. My t‍hroat felt l⁠ike it‌ was lined with glass, something cold pressed against⁠ the back of my h⁠and. A sharp pain suddenly hurt behind my eyes. I forced them open against the ha⁠rsh white light. Dominic s⁠at on t‍he wooden chair near the b⁠ed. He stared at the wall as h‍e gently rested his‌ elbow on hi‌s knee.