Katherine Pierce Vampire Eyes Novels & Stories

Sebastian POV "Are you sure about this?" My voice was tight, holding onto Ruby's hand like it was the last solid thing in a world full of chaos. She lay strapped to a long wooden table, her body tense but her gaze steady. "Yes, Sebastian. I have to try. It's not just about having both eyes again, although that should be enough. There's magic in it, magic Katherine wanted. I need it back as part of me." Her one visible eye glistened with unshed tears, the red cloth still wound tightly around the other.

Barely a minute had passed since my orgasm but my cock was already hardening under her heated gaze, responding to the promise in her eyes. Her eyes met mine again and she bit her lip. The pain was gone now and in its place was a raw, naked hunger that had nothing to do with blood. "Elias," she breathed, my name falling from her lips like a prayer, her voice dropping an octave, husky and wrecked. She shifted in my lap, her hips grinding down against my thigh. I groaned, my head falling back as a wave of lust crashed over me like a tidal wave. The blood. It acted as an aphrodisiac for vampires, a potent stimulant that heightened all senses.

As I met her eyes, I noticed her pupils were elongated and her irises had black lines in them, very much like that of a bush viper's eyes. "Could you not wait at the mansion like a fucking normal guest? It's not eleven yet!" Keres spat angrily as he flashed his watch. "Oh, I was, but when you weren't coming out of the car, I had to meddle. We can't let you desecrate the prince's mate with your lust, now, can we? You dirty vampire. You already made a grave mistake by kissing her, making my job more difficult," the woman tisked. Keres clicked his tongue in annoyance and reluctantly sat up, pulling me with him, making sure I was still in his arms. The woman only laughed at Keres' tantrum, and t

Releasing all that pent up grief must have exhausted her. I tuck her golden locks from her face and saw how beautiful she was. For three hundred eighteen years old, she didn't look a day older than thirty. Her human eyes were a lovely shade of emerald green, but her vampire eyes, they were crimson red. Her lips luscious and swollen from crying.

His presence sent a shiver down their spines, and his piercing eyes seemed to see through their disguises. The encounter with the vampire queen was a moment that neither Silas nor Shade would soon forget. She was a figure of enigmatic beauty, and her presence filled the room with an aura of power and grace. Her eyes, in particular, held a knowing quality, as if she could see right through their masks and into the very core of their intentions.

And before I could react, hands clamped down on my arms. “What in the Moon Goddess's name—!” I choked out as Richard and the red-eyed vampire grabbed me, their movements jerky and unnatural. “What are you doing, Violet?!” I snapped. Her eyes opened. The breath caught in my throat as I stared at her eyes. Her irises were gone—swallowed by the same inky blackness as the skin surrounding them. “Isn’t it obvious, Jessica?” she purred, a wicked smile splitting her face. “I’m punishing my disrespectful little niece.”

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

I could feel the weight of centuries pressing down on her, the kind of presence that had watched kingdoms rise and fall, wars fought and forgotten. “And you,” she said, voice like ice on stone, turning toward me, “why are you here?” I took a deep breath. “Because… it has to be done. There’s no other way.” She studied me for long moments, and then her eyes flickered. A faint, almost imperceptible crimson glow. My heart jumped. I remembered Rowan had mentioned something before about vampire eyes—how they shifted. I realized I’d never truly seen it until now.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Unlike any other human gaze I had encountered, hers shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, reminiscent of stars sparkling upon a midnight canvas. Her natural eye color transcended the conventional hazel shade, revealing occasional flickers that had caught my attention on multiple occasions. Initially, I hadn't paid it much heed, dismissing it as a trivial peculiarity. However, now, as her eyes shimmered once more, I couldn't ignore it. Vampires' eye pupil tends to flicker to red when they are hungry for blood, agitated, desirous, or experiencing other intense sensations that could trigger a transformation. The crimson flicker of a vampire's pupils held a profound meaning.