Eyes Are Black Holes Novels & Stories

, I said and I could see both relief and hatred fill his eyes. "I'm sending two guys to your door Noah, no buts", Beck said and Noah had no choice but to nod and as he closed his door, we heard the lock click. "You can do that?", Beck asked and I nodded "so you can look into anybody's head and just see their deepest darkest pain and secrets". "And their guilty pleasures and what they had for breakfast even the day they were born, the tini tiny memories that we don't pay attention too but I just don't". I replied him.

His claws were like rusted knives, ready to tear flesh apart. But the most terrifying aspect was his eyes. Completely black, without iris or sclera. Two deep, unfathomable pits that seemed to suck the soul. Above his deformed head, white hair shone like exposed bones. The pointed ears kept moving, amplifying the sounds of Leia's rapid breathing.

The questions hammered in her skull, a relentless chorus fueled by a cocktail of dread and hope. The elevator doors finally slid open, revealing a hushed corridor painted in soft hues. Her eyes darted from door to door, searching for the number carved into her memory. And then she saw it – 302. Painted in stark black numerals, it loomed before her, a gateway to the unknown.

His voice was husky and deep, sounding so appealing. "Yes!" I huffed, tugging at his hair again. With a relenting sigh, he pulled away. His eyes met mine and they were as black as obsidian. I had only seen them like that once before; the day he stopped Brady from hurting me, "What's wrong?" He asked unknowingly. "Your eyes. They are black, nothing but an empty hole of black." He chuckled, "That's been happening a lot lately. I just hope it doesn't happen near humans."

Totally alluring and addicting. My eyes met her now wide eyes. For the first time, I saw her eyes from this close. Her eyes were dark blue holding twinkle in them, like the way stars twinkle in the night sky. Her black eyes seemed like holding some secret deep inside them. I couldn't help but get mesmerized by her tantalizing black eyes. Before I knew it, my heart started picking up the race. I swear that her eyes were the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen in my life.

Elliot allowed my words to sink in as he stared at me, once again mesmerizing me with those damn eyes. “I’ve never seen eyes like yours,” I blurted out, tilting my head to study the way black danced within an ocean of icy blue. “What do you mean?” he questioned honestly, as if he wasn’t aware. The sound of our collective hearts thumping together was the only sound in this silent forest. “The black inky swirls that swim as if they are alive. It is hard to look away at times. They’re mesmerizingly beautiful.” His expression turned to one of confusion as he took a step back, blinking.

I could look at him for hours as he stands there, his eyes locking with mine. There was no more thick black glasses hiding the fleck of gold that beamed like sunshine when they connected to mine. It didn't matter that I couldn't see them, to really see them, because those amber pools have allowed me to see the actual sun as they pulled me into their orbit time and time again.

I tried to ignore him, but my gaze kept drifting back to his table. That's when I saw it. For just a moment, when the light hit him at the right angle, his face seemed to shift. His features became sharper, more angular, and his eyes... his eyes were completely black. Not just dark brown or dark blue, but black as midnight, like looking into an abyss.

I said. "What's with the weird teeths then?" A man yelled. I held my hand up, checking out my teeth. I could feel it all of a sudden, two teeths sharper than others on opposite sides. Mythological facts had called them fangs… How could I have them? "Her eyes aren't black no more." The sun had suddenly begun to affect me, my eyes felt heavy, burning with the intense sunlight. That wasn't enough to prove that I was a monster, they're just frightened.

It’s like a mouth of darkness opening it’s jaws ready to devour anything near it. I can’t see anything past this black domineering shape, it’s commanding and obliterating all light that enters into it. The little air and light left around the black hole caves toward it, casting the appearance of the landscape to be spinning in slow motion, bending to the will of this black hole. It’s mesmerizing and terrifying. Just as my eyes begin to fully process what’s before me, a cacophony of screeches, growls, and cries, shoot out from the sky. Something hits the back of my head and my face plants into the dirt.