Is Behind Her Eyes Scary Novels & Stories

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"

Baila I stumbled back, struggling to breathe as my breath escaped my mouth in strangled hiccups. The creature before me was once human, I was sure of it. She was a woman with hair badly ripped out, and I could see the soft pink flesh of her scalp. Her teeth were a long line of small sharp triangles like a fish's teeth. She wore a tattered black dress, and black veins littered her pale sickly skin, which had a sticky transparent liquid on it. But what scared me the most was her eyes. They were endless pools of darkness like a bear's.

Groaning when sleep didn't come, I jumped when I saw she had come closer to me. “What do you want?” I whispered. “You…I know you,” she said, making me even more uncomfortable. “I'm sorry, but I don't think that's possible. And if you don't mind, you're making me uneasy by constantly glaring at me so please stop.” “I can't help it. It's so…” she murmured, her eyes falling to my bracelet. Her lips were dry and I noticed what made her look scary was not her unwavering glare, but the fact that she looked like someone who had lost her mind.

Not now. I was trying to tune it out, trying to focus on what Anthony was saying upfront. Then she started whispering in my ears, sounding so eerie making me winced. I tried to close my ears, and my eyes but it suddenly appeared in front of me. She looked deviously at me, blood was coming out of her mouth. Her eyes were black, her skin has veins and cracked all over making her looked scarier.

Her big greenish-brown eyes stared at him with pure trepidation swarming there. He leaned in closer and she flinched, bracing herself for the assault as he deliberately breathed near the shell of her ear causing her to flinch. "Haath hatao warna tor dunga," (Remove your hands or else I'll break them.) He menaced. "P...please..." She whispered in a small shaky voice. She was so scared. The look in his dark obsidian eyes terrified her. It was as if he could gaze into her soul and know all her secrets which could give him victory over her.

She couldn't shake off the images of its soulless, piercing eyes, reflecting a darkness that sent shivers down her spine. The room felt suffocatingly small, yet stepping out of it was out of the question as she feared what unknown danger would await. Her heart pounded against her chest as she was overwhelmed with conflicting thoughts. How could she confront this monstrous entity that was terrorizing the pack? Should she even be thinking of confronting it?

And her waking up is scarier, for everyone else. But what I find rather frightening, is that: her big brown eyes, all of sudden, are glowing silver. She's okay, right?

I said and snap in front of her to distract her but nothing changed in her expression so I followed where she’s looking and found nothing strange or suspicious that can make her react like that. I looked back at her and was shock to see her with an expressionless face but what really scared me to death is that her eyes are glowingans she’s mumbling something that i can’t hear nor understand. I panicked at her situation and was about to touch her when she suddenly closed her eyes. I thought she fainted so I tried to call for help but when i look back, everything and everyone are frozen in places. “Miscellanea Reverteris Sanguinem tuum

She couldn't help the cold train of fear that crawled up her body, leaving marks in form of cold sweats. The creature; her mother turned her way and looked right into her eyes, which might have seeped through her soul because as she looked right back into its eyes, what seemed to be more than just a recollection of her dreams clouded her mind. The images were so uncanny and scary and mind wrecking too that She had to slap her eyelid shut to prevent herself from seeing more. Her hands frantically shot to her ears to keep them from hearing more unnerving sounds that appeared to be coming out of the eyes of the creature... If that was even possible.

She was scared, not hurt. “I’m not leaving you again,” I said. “You’re lying,” she said, wiping her eyes. “I’m trying not to.” She looked up at me for a long moment. “Your eyes… they keep changing.” I froze. Malrik stiffened behind me. “Changing how?” I asked carefully. She shrugged in the helpless way traumatized people do when the world stops making sense. “Sometimes they look brown,” she whispered. “Sometimes they look like—” “Like what?”