Is Behind Her Eyes Scary Novels & Stories

In the dark cold night, she again met the creature whom everyone frightened the most. His fierce orange eyes were glowing like flames. She took a step back. Those eyes were glaring at her and he growled at her. "AAAHH!"

No matter how much it scared her. He reached the hem of her silky shorts and she remained still as she stared between those dark eyes of his. Uncertainty tugging at her. Nervousness. And even a secret hint of curiosity. He looked so scary with that skeletal mask painted on. Like a ghost that had come to haunt her. A monster from romantic fairytales. But the memory of what he'd done to her in that room, the way that he'd made her feel kept returning to her. Offering her visuals and sensations. Her panties and shorts were still a little damp with her release.

Her beauty wasn't soft — it was terrifying. Power rolled off her in violent waves, bending the very air around her. The space itself seemed to tremble beneath her presence. My legs began shaking uncontrollably. Fear clawed up my spine for reasons I couldn't understand. She hadn't moved. She hadn't spoken. And yet every instinct inside me screamed: Run. But I couldn't. Because her eyes… her eyes were ancient. They carried grief. War. Blood. Loss. Power. Too much power. Then she smiled.

That guy has really damaged her mentally. She starts to calm down realizing where she's at. The scent of her fears slowly starting to fade away. I stand here watching her as she wipes at her watery eyes. "I'll get you a drink of water," I tell her before heading into the kitchen, filling a glass. She told me that she had nightmares, but I didn't think it was like this. I assumed she just had bad dreams, but that wasn't just a bad dream. She woke up terrified. The look I saw in her eyes was familiar. I've seen that look in some of the rogue's eyes before killing them. It was the look of fear, fear of dying.

Especially when she has just barely recovered from what happened. But by how I saw the situation, I knew she had done something to Elodie, because of how scared she looked. Otherwise, why would she be so scared of the girl, if she hadn't done something? It can't be just because of her cursed eyes, after all, she spends most of her time at the D'Arcy's manor with Rai, so she must have gotten used to Eileithya as well, right? There's no way she's innocent.

Those eyes blazed, so captivating, but so unnatural and scaring the crap out of her. She screamed in shock about what she had just seen.

The question is who are they and what are they doing this close to her. Moreover, they both looked so terrifying. The thing which scared her the most were her their eyes. They both had terrifying black eyes. Literally black with no hint of white in it, it looked like their eyes were dead. She felt like their eyes were like the black hole, which sucked the life out of her. A look of hurt crossed the Kings face when they watched her getting scared by them. Never in million years they thought that their mate would be sacred of them. She is the only person in the whole world who doesn't needs to get scared of them. They would never harm her intentionally.

Emily’s POV: I could hear the growling behind me and my heart skipped a beat. I knew something was there and it was watching me. While shaking in fear, I turned around to see that it was all dark and nothing was there. I gasped for air and looked around while breathing heavily when suddenly something glowed behind the bushes. My eyes began to get wide in shock and as I kept looking at it, two glowing yellow eyes appeared behind the bushes and I quivered and couldn’t breathe anymore. Breathing shakily, I stepped back and hit the tree behind me while looking at those eyes. They looked scary and monstrous and they were watching me. I could see my death in front of my eyes. I could see my body g

" Didn't you see his skin! So pale, like that of the vampires we watch in movies. " " This isn't one of the fantasy movies you watch. " She walked ahead of her to the car with a backward glance. She felt so nervous to her bones. Coincidentally, she has had eye contact with two different scary men on a roll and also the same week. What was really going on?! To be continued...

But it wasn't these features that scared the hell out of me as I stared at her in horror. It was her eyes. Her pupils were pitch black and dilated in a very abnormal way as she stared unblinkingly at me. I felt like she could see into my soul with the amount of intensity with which she was staring at me. Slowly, the right side of her plump lips pulled up into a menacing smirk I instinctively stepped back a little, eyeing her warily "Who.....Who are you?" I stuttered and her evil smirk widened She tilted her head "Me? I'm your worst nightmare. The one who's going to destroy you"