Evileye Novels & Stories

Then I drove my thumb into the soft spot just under his eye socket and pressed until he screamed. I didn’t stop when he started begging. I didn’t stop when he started crying. I kept my expression empty while I worked, methodical and unhurried, breaking things that would never heal correctly. Fingers first. Then the rest. Every time he tried to speak, I made sure the next sound he made was louder than the last. The heat behind my eyes came and went in waves. Just enough to enjoy the way he stopped sounding human. By the time I stood up, the man on the floor was barely conscious. Blood pooled under him. He wouldn’t be selling anything out again for the rest of his life.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I literally beg him to take a bath…that's how bad it is. And when I look into his eyes, I see two people. I see the man I love, the one I'm dying for and deeper into those eyes, I see dread. I see smoke, I see blood. I see him standing there, his face glowing with hate and his eyes shining brightly with dread. I see the evil in him and it fuels my rage to kill him. His death will be slow and very painful. I'll dismember every part of his body, one by one, counting them by the number of loves he murdered at my house that day.

I feel my hands go stiff around the chalice, and I’m frozen, it feels like I’m floating and I hear gasps from around the room although I can’t move to see what’s happening. I’m not sure how long this lasts but it doesn’t feel like what Eliza said it would feel. I’m scared but I can’t speak to ask for help. I feel like I’m blinded and a bright yellow colour is shining in my eyes. I can hear Damon calling my name and I can feel his emotions which scares me more, he’s shocked, but also fearful and in awe of whatever he can see. Suddenly I snap out of it, I’m back in reality and everyone is just staring at me. As I scan the room even Eliza and Roman are just staring emotionless.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

His eyes are wide and blown, and his brows are drawn together as if he can't understand what just happened. His eyes - or the strange thing that's hovering over them - however, is a different story. Alex happy eyes has disappeared in the wake of his frozen fear. The amber, Alpha eyes are staring unseen at the spot Win has just violently vacated. But there is something unknown in there, watching...leering through the Alpha's gaze. Those are the same obsidian swirls Win had glimpsed earlier after Alex kill people. Those black tendrils are like smoke, clouding the shine of Alpha eyes with something alien...something unpleasant and evil.

she finished. "So you're telling me that she has a devil's sight right now," Ken was surprised. "Yes, just as you heard" Dr. Rowan replied. "That means, the devil whose sight Violet has, must have Violet's sight?" Petra put in. "Yes right on point" Dr. Rowan nodded. "I don't think it'll be an easy task to find and destroy that ancient snake," Zack said. "You're right, our target is not that mamba but that devil who has her sight, you guys will have to take her sight back from him otherwise that time isn't far away when she becomes overwhelmed by darkness and lose control," Dr. Rowan said.

Big doe eyes widening. Evie. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Terror enveloped Evie's face as she watched me emerge from the water, gold between my teeth. The look in her eyes chilled me to the bone. Wide brown eyes bulging, her mouth set in a horrified gasp. I never wanted her to look at me like that. Like I was a monster hell-bent on devouring her whole. Completely consumed with horror. She screamed, eyes locked on me. She was never supposed to know.

He drawled, and I bet he thinned those evil eyes at me because my skin started crawling uncomfortably underneath his watchful gaze, the hairs at the back of my neck standing on alert. “I needed some air.” I raised my glass to my lips, hiding the threatening tick of a muscle on my jaw before turning to my left and facing him. Black eyes stared back at me intently. Even underneath the night sky and lights, I could see the evil swirling just beneath his black orbs. The obsidian that coated his whites made him the true incarnation of evil. Not even a tinge of warmth whatsoever. And they say I was evil. If there was a fusion of both angels and demons, Damir would 70% be a demon and 30 an angel. I

Her eyes gleamed with a malevolent light, as if she was feeding off the pain and fear she was inflicting on Betty. Her smile was like a razor's edge, cutting deep into my soul. I felt like I was witnessing something truly monstrous, something that defied the laws of humanity. Riezel's actions were like a dark ritual, a twisted celebration of cruelty and domination. As I watched, frozen in horror, Riezel's eyes locked onto mine. For a moment, our gazes met, and I felt like I was staring into the very depths of hell. Riezel's eyes seemed to bore into my soul, and I felt a wave of fear wash over me.