Is Behind Her Eyes Scary Novels & Stories

"And I just did that. I'm not even supposed to come this far with you. I was only meant to show you the way to the chambers so I can go my way because no one ever comes to this place but I thought you would be scared that's why I followed you up to this length. Now please let me go. Your father must not catch me here. Otherwise, my blood might be on that skull." She yanked her hand away from mine. She looked at me now, utterly terrified with tears gathered up in her eyes that were ready to fall down her eyes any moment soon. The scar above her eyebrows had furrowed just in alignment with her actual eyebrows making it look like she mysteriously had three eyebrows instead of two and it made he

He wasn’t coming back from that. “Mam?” Someone said coming around the corner and then gasped seeing her with blood down her front and hands. Three dead men and a woman with solid black eyes. She hissed at him and then took off faster than he could see. She was after all a creature of nightmares, and no remorse was there for what she did or the mortal she scared.

Anyway, I am going to get myself some snacks before I leave. I stopped when I saw something frightening. Deep orange or yellow eyes looking at me in the dark. I tried to move but my leg felt glued to the place. I heard footsteps and everytime I heard one, those eyes got closer. The vision became clearer as I saw some scary teeth like those of wolves. Is this Beta Hale? Is he trying to kill me? I have no power to fight him, I can't survive this . It's getting closer, oh no! I had no choice than to scream my lungs out.

She should have turned back—but that feeling came again. Like someone was watching. Breathing slowed, heart racing, she called out, “Hello?” Nothing. Until— A growl. Low. Right behind her. She turned—and saw nothing. Just trees. Mist. But her skin prickled like someone had brushed a hand down her back. She walked faster. And then she saw it—two glowing yellow eyes in the dark. They blinked—and disappeared. Back in her room, she shut the door hard and locked it. Her breaths came short, shallow. She peeled off her clothes, not bothering with modesty, and slipped into the shower. Warm water couldn’t wash away the heat building inside her—not from fear.

There’s a frown of concentration on her face and I know she’s pulling forward the memories from that night. The scene around us changes, and we’re back in that forest. She’s running, and I realise this spell is showing us everything from her eyes of that night. The room falls pin-drop silent as everyone watches the unfolding of the events. A scream pierces the air, and she shouts out, terrified. It looks like a scene straight out of a horror movie. I can’t feel her emotions, but the shaky breath and the hammering pounding of her heart gives it away. She turns to see her friend flailing in the darkness, the body being thrown around by an unseen entity as blood splatters everywhere.

“…she saw red eyes before she passed out. They’re the same eyes that I saw in my other visions.” At that moment, my body trembles as a cold chill begins to seep through my body. I cross my arms in front of my chest, trying to stave off the chill. “There were two of them. One hit her on the back, and the other with the glowing eyes was in front of her.”

Focused. “They’re afraid of me,” she said. It wasn’t a question. I turned to face her. “They should be.” Her lips curved, but there was no humour in it. “That’s not what scares me.” “What does?” “That they’re right,” she said softly. “About what I could become.” I stepped closer, lifting her chin gently so she had no choice but to look at me. Her eyes were dark, star-flecked, the Devourer stirring just beneath the surface like a coiled galaxy.

But every time I look at the darkest corners, every time I turn around and feel the rush of wind, I get met with nothing. “He might have moved,” she suddenly says. “We need to…” Suddenly, she moves away from me. Her shoulders start to shake. Her lower lip begins to quiver as she looks in my direction. Her expression is slowly darkening into a look of pure fear. But she’s not looking at me. Her eyes are fixed on something right behind me. I turn around, and my heart drops all the way to hell when I come face to face with a pair of glowing eyes in the dark depths of the forest, much like the eyes the guards captured in the photo.

"You don't scare me! " Sao lets out a ragged breath. This girl thinks because she is pretty she could have her way with anything! He would never dare hit a woman but before any got him this angry they already were scared of him. Because his eyes change into a something in the middle of bloodshot and rusty freckles suspended in the usually white part. Winter thinks those eyes are the scariest she has ever seen but her ego won't let her back down. She has never seen anyone with such eyes before . She had thought the guy was handsome before but now he is just scary.

“She clearly doesn’t want you to be her friend.” In the middle of downing it, I realised that something bothered me about her, not the mark alone that was connected to me or maybe not, since I didn’t know if it wasn’t fake or not. It was her eyes. Her dark blue eyes belonged to some gothic tale about souls sucking black magic. Her eyes were two pools of void. In the middle of that void, there was a raging fire. Each time I stared at her and she met my own eyes with defiance, I couldn’t help but fall into them, sucked deep until someone had to pull me out, breathless and confused.