Is Behind Her Eyes Scary Novels & Stories

she asked. My gaze narrowed. The answer was obvious. I didn’t know what it was, and until I did, no one was meant to see it. Her scent had shifted after that mark appeared, and it became alluring and addictive. There was a huge chance she was something dangerous. She turned fully to face me and then gasped before stumbling backward, her expression filled with fear. I frowned. Why was she suddenly scared and looking at me like that? “Your eyes,” she whispered. “Why are they changing colors like that? You look… different and scary.” She swallowed, holding her chest.

Because I have none. Stared at her. She kept her purple-grey eyes closed. Yeah, didn't I say that? She has the most peculiar yet stunning eyes ever, matched with her dark hair. Crazy? Yeah, it is. Maybe some sort of contact lens that looks natural. Those stunning eyes filled with fear and question, whenever they look at me. Irritating. Why would she be afraid of me? Wait... Why she is dropping before? Immediately moved beside her and held her as she slowly fall into my arms.

I jumped back in fear at what I saw. “No! No more!” she screamed, and then collapsed. A shiver ran down my spine as I couldn’t remove the image of her eyes. They had turned pitch black, surrounded by dark, twisted veins that spread out like a web across her pale skin and blood trailed down the side of her head.

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 ...

the voice said again, this time his voice was more dangerous and very scary. She closes her eyes tightly. She will never open her eyes. But just like her two feet, her eyes open involuntary. "No. No. No," she said repeatedly as her eyes slowly open by themselves. It's her own eyes but she can't control them. When Arra opened her eyes, the thing that she was scared earlier really happened. She saw the tall scary man lying inside the coffin with his eyes closed. And then his red sharp eyes slowly open and met her gaze. He smiled at her before he speaks loudly. "I now finally awake!"

This was how girls in horror movies ended up missing. Then— Something moved. Just a blur. Behind me. Then in front. Then to the side. I spun in a circle, heart racing now. My breaths turned shallow. My palms were damp. “Alright,” I said, my voice shaking, “I don’t know what kind of prank this is, but I’m not scared of you.” Lies. I was terrified. Then I saw them. Eyes. Not just any eyes—glowing eyes. Golden. Piercing. Watching me from the shadows like a predator. My body locked up.

Looking at me right in the eyes with her red ones, she kept on yelling out with her face twisting with every words she spoke. "Are..you...are...you prettier than me?" "Tell me!" With the words stammering out of her lips again, I watch as her eyes shook, but couldn't deny the fact of how scared I felt at that particular moment, not because of my fucking life, but because looking at her actually felt that not only did she looked like she was not in her right state of mind, but also did looking at her right in the eyes made me realize that she also did had her inner demons that were always trapped in her head and whispering shits to her to make her more angry...

I grabbed her arms an inch away, her scent striking me heavily and filling through my nostrils. I finch backwards, a horrid expression on my face. “Your eyes, Erebus..." You are scaring me.” She whispered, pulling away. I raised my Gaze towards the mirror to see they had gone pitch black. “No..! No… This isn't possible... This can't be possible.” I stuttered, moving my gaze back to her. “What's wrong? Should I get someone? You are scaring me erebus,she whispered, but her vanilla scent had weighed even deeper. Dulling my sense of self-restraint.

She's just like me. But right now.. she looked scary. Not scary. Mythical. I didn't know what to describe her as, but whatever she was. She scared me. She wasn't me. Her eyes were a glowing silver. My eyes were brown. It was like looking directly into the eyes of a fairy. No I take it back. She was.. breathtaking. Beautifully scary. I was scared. It was like looking at a different version of me. Could she hear me? Could she hear my thoughts? She could, right? Was she ignoring me?

So scary. His eyes were red but this time they were sparkly like they were on fire, his pupils expanded almost covering the white area of his eyes. He looked possessed and completely out of control. She flinched once again when he palmed her cheek and leaned forward. "Don't fight it, It will only hurt you." And this time the past trauma and the scary look of his eyes froze her. She went cold numb stilling on the spot as the man leaned down.