Is Behind Her Eyes Scary Novels & Stories

It scared her. King Zander was enjoying her reaction and the way she was begging him with those damn eyes. His pupils shrunk inwardly leaving his beautiful eyes a complete blue, but before she could look more it expanded completely over his eyeballs, his lip curled over his lip like a wolf would when baring teeth. Black, darkness so dark she could feel like evil behind those eyes looked back at her making her shriek in fear and begin to thrash underneath the culprit. Wolves eyes never did that shit!

Carrie, taken aback by Kisa's intense gaze, yelled out in anger, "What the hell is with the creepy stare? Are you trying to give me a heart attack or something?" "Shh, she's right behind you... long hair, no face, she is... right there... behind you," Kisa's eyes widened with fear, her expression so genuine it was almost as if she had actually seen a ghost.

A witch's magic is never truly lost. As I made my way to meet with the pack doctors, a pair of blue eyes kept invading my thoughts and I knew that until I had her, I wouldn't be able to get her out of my head.

“I’m sorry… just don’t like when people lie to my face—even if it’s in silence.” She nodded but still steered clear of me. “Then I’ll suggest you stop smiling.” I stared at her, hard. She tossed her hair. “I don’t know if you’re aware of the fact that your eyes do not reflect emotion like normal people’s. You have dead man’s eyes, which means that when you smile, it’s even scarier.” I said nothing—just watched the numbers climb up. She cleared her throat. “I’m not scared of you, if that’s what you’re thinking. Actually, I have a friend like that. She goes haywire when you lie to her face.”

Her eyes went wide, when she noticed, that he was not wearing any handcuffs. Her wide eyes instantly shot up to the table, where the handcuffs were placed; unlocked. “ How? ” A surprise gasp left her lips and she turned to face him. Looking in his eyes, she felt like her death was approaching; fast. That's why, people say, that you shouldn't try to wake up the beast. It doesn't end good. “ Who do you think I am? ” Hissing, a sinister smirk took over his face, noticing her scared expressions.

I shut the window immediately, locked it and ran to the bathroom and locked it too. Luckily, there was no window in there so I felt a bit safer. But the terror I felt when I looked at the creature wasn't because of its size or the fact that it could be a rogue or what it could possibly be doing outside this little cottage at this time of night. No, what scared me was it's eyes. Those same eyes that haunt me in my dreams, those eyes that have been scaring me for the past 17 years of my life. Gray-blue eyes filled with hatred and anger. I leaned my head against the toilet and I don't know how I managed it, but I fell asleep. I fell into a deep troubled sleep ...

For seconds. Minutes. However, she doesn't utter a single word. It scares the hell out of me. I don't know what affected her so much. The incident or the misconception. I can't figure out anything. "You're scaring me now", I whisper, leaning closer to her. And after waking up, this is the first time she lifts her eyes and looks at me. Our eyes meet— deeply. Her eyes are blood—red, filled with agony. She stares at me without reacting with her calm eyes. After a few seconds, she again looks down.

I was about to leave the bathroom when my gaze fell on the tap that was on but there was no water coming out from it which made me realize that she might have gone out to get water from the backyard. I stepped into the backyard and I was stunned at what my gaze fell on. I saw Scarlett, looking scary with red dangerous eyes, glaring at three maids who in return, shivered in fear. I put a halt on my track as I watched her lift two maids with one hand while she used the other hand to grip the other maid's neck and lift her in the air. Her eyes were so deadly that you couldn't stare at it for long and she exuded an aura that sent a chill down my spine.

My eyes darted up, meeting Aidan’s gaze and my blood froze for a moment. What I saw in his eyes was scary, scarier than I’ve ever seen in my entire life. His eyes were cold, dark, deep and extremely scary and for a moment I felt like he was going to grab my throat and wring it. “Why are you lying to me, Octavia?” Even his voice sounded scary as they resonated in the dark, quiet room, making me shiver internally.

Her heart thudded in her chest as she called out his name again, "Eason, where are you?" But there was no response except for the oppressive stillness. Entering his room, she scanned the shadows. "Eason, this isn't funny. Please come out," she pleaded, her voice barely above a whisper. As she approached the figure seated on the bed, her breath caught in her throat. The faint glow from the window cast eerie shadows across his form. With each tentative step closer, her pulse quickened her senses on high alert. Her hand reached out, fingers trembling as they brushed against his shoulder. When he turned to face her, a jolt of fear shot through her body. She stumbled back, her pulse racing as she