Evil Red Eyes Novels & Stories

Opening my heavy eyelids, I first saw him – the man whom I thought would protect and love me till death. He gripped my hand with both hands. Seeing me move slightly, his eyes frantically searched for mine. The moment my eyes landed on his, everything flashed back to me as if a movie was playing before me. I vividly remember his bloody red eyes filled with hatred and pure intent to kill me right then and there. I instantly pulled my arm back to myself. My hands sneaked up to my neck, and the lingering feeling of him straggling me to death. “Mo-Morana . . .” I glanced at his eyes, which were now back to the teal-colored iris I once admired.

he said smoothly. Then, he stepped fully into the center of the clearing, the shadows parting around him. As he looked directly into my eyes, the dark irises of his gaze melted away. A violent, incandescent crimson bled across his sclera, his eyes glowing with a feral, terrifying red that burned through the thick mountain fog like twin embers of hellfire. The pressure in the clearing tripled. My knees buckled instantly, the sheer, unnatural malice of his gaze forcing me into the wet dirt. This wasn't the majestic, commanding weight of Lyra's silver wolf. This was something darker. Something older. Something that wanted to consume everything.

which added to his overall dominating aura. Though in truth it wasn’t the fire that caused his glow it was his own inner aura. In the sun or under the artificial lighting, his skin tone looks pale or almost off-white, but if you watch as he passes through shadows then you’ll see his inner light shining through his skin. It is one of the many reasons people fear him, because as he gets emotionally his inner light gets brighter as well as his eyes. Another thing that really freaks people out, for his eye color will change from light gray to dark blue to purple and lastly red, the color you don’t want to see. It means he is feral and looking for blood, I mean actually blood. When he gets to tha

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.

She handed the keys over to Sergei, and we all walked out to the cars and got in. “Vi, could you do something for me?” Adrien asked. We had positioned ourselves on either side of her to keep her safe. She nodded shyly. “Would you remove the contacts for me?” “Mother said I shouldn’t let people see my ugly eyes, as they would put a stain on the family. One fell out this morning, and I am worried people saw.” She mumbled. “Your eyes are what we were looking for, Melishka.” He said. “They are from our bloodline; see, I have Purple eyes as well. So do our brothers and father and our Grandfather.”

Evelyn’s face was slowly turning pale now. “Lilith...” she whispered softly. Lilith immediately turned her head and saw Lucas still standing outside the house, watching in the darkness and staring straight at them inside. But that wasn’t what was terrifying Evelyn so much right now. It was Lucas’s eyes, which had turned red, glowing faintly in the darkness. Before Lilith could react, the red tint in both of Lucas’s eyes vanished and returned to normal, as if it had never been there. But Evelyn had already seen it. And from the way Evelyn was gripping her arm tighter and tighter, Lilith knew everything had just changed.

None of them had returned. Not to mention!!! There were a few unfamiliar faces… The Rank 1 Evolved One dared not continue with his thoughts after seeing the Apocalyptic Legion beside Lucas. 'These four zombies… have red eyes? 'I think zombies with red eyes are Rank 7 Zombies!' The thought of it made the Rank 1 Evolved One take a few steps back. His eyes opened wide as he shouted, "Rank 7 Zombies! There are four Rank 7 Zombies!"

I glare at him intentively. "Do I look like I am the same being with you?" He laughs shaking his head as he does. "Take a closer look Draven". I don't know why I look at his eyes but I just do, his eyes changed color and I felt like I was suffocating inside. his eyes turned to a plane mirror or more like I could see images, people, bloodshed, war. It was just playing like a video in his eyes and lastly, I saw Emerald standing next to the witches,she didn't look like the loving girl i once knew, everything about her was black.

My eyes opened again and I looked back up into his, biting my lower lip to hold back a small moan as the toy vibrated over both my clit and the strangely sensitive spot inside me. The vampire’s eyes were strangely beautiful… Like a sort of Wolfish beauty. His irises were deep, rich crimson, clear, and obviously intelligent. They drew you in but sent instinctual warning shivers down your spine. I did just that, shuddering a little. Goosebumps broke out over my skin; down my spine, around my ribs, and over my shoulders. I thought I saw a small smile twitch at the corner of his mouth, but it was gone so quickly there was a good chance I’d just imagined it.

His skin was unnaturally pale but it was his eyes that made me freeze completely as they were entirely blood red irises. I remembered the warning of the woman in black back in the hall "Never, ever look him in the eye." But my pride wouldn't let me look down. I refused to bow. I stared directly into those burning red irises, my jaw tightly clenched letting him see every ounce of the hatred I carried. Vergil stopped a few feet away from me, a cruel, amused smile playing on the corner of his lips, revealing two sharp elongated fangs,