Los Ojos De La Oscuridad Novels & Stories

*So I scream and shout to make you leave But you're still here, you keep judging me Cause with your million eyes you're watching me You talk behind my back You spy on me* The minute my feet touched the ground, Xander took my hand once again and I placed mine behind his shoulder, he took one step ahead so that my right shoulder was touching his left one and leaned my back all the way down until the tip of my hair touched the floor then pulled me back up. *So I scream and shout to make you leave But you're still here, you keep judging me With your million eyes, eyes!* The lyrics stopped and only tunes continued; we stopped moving and stayed frozen in our spot, our eyes boring into one another

“I don’t know! Maybe the power went out? It should come back on soon.” Isla nodded, but a sense of dread began to creep in. The darkness felt oppressive, and the laughter and music of the fair had been replaced by an unsettling stillness. Just as she was about to voice her worries, a pair of glowing orange and yellow eyes emerged from the shadows, cutting through the darkness like a knife.

Hopefully it wouldn't mess up the spell. I placed the bloodied items on the points of the star, and the campfire items on the other points. I sprinkled pine needles all over the circle, then took the knife from my pack and cut the bottom of my hand open. My bloodied hand held the paper. It trembled as I read it. I was still surprised the words were in English. I was expecting Latin or some hard to pronounce gibberish. "I seek the power of Azserroke, Demon of the Darkness. Bring to me my other half, my blood, my soul, my sister in the womb. I offer you the blood to seek my desire. I offer you the power of this soul."

I could hear someone chuckling but it wasn't Rowan, it was Lucas, Rowan's brother. ‘’I’m Lucas’’ he brought his hand forward for me to shake. ‘’Leah, nice to meet you but I’m in a hurry.’’ ‘’Sure, pleasure’s all mine’’ ‘’What the fuck is going on here?’’, and here comes the wolf who was hiding in the lamb’s clothes, glaring at where my hand was still in his brother’s. ‘’Does it look like we are fucking each other? It's a handshake’’, I replied, with sarcasm of course.

But look, it's comforting them" I look around and see all the wolves and few vampires looking at her, and just..... "Hello darkness, my old friend I've come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence In restless dreams I walked alone Narrow streets of cobblestone 'Neath the halo of a street lamp I turned my collar to the cold and damp When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light That split the night And touched the sound of silence And in the naked light, I saw

Misery wrapped itself around it like a melody, sorrow dancing in perfect harmony with despair. My knees buckled as the room spun violently. “You see it, don’t you,” Zain’s voice echoed distantly. “Focus Rhea. What do you see?” “ I see… I see…” A light, me running toward it, “I see…” Oh no. And the very last thing I saw before the darkness swallowed me whole was Malric’s heterochromic gaze, locked onto mine through time itself, bleeding tears that fell like silent confessions.

"You belong to me now." Selena’s body locks in place, her limbs frozen as if ensnared by invisible tendrils. Her heart pounds in her chest, a rapid staccato that reverberates in her ears, drowning out the sounds of the city around her. Her eyes widen as she feels the darkness creeping toward her, seeping into her skin like the roots of some malevolent plant, winding through her veins, threatening to consume her from within.

Her laughter vibrated out to the deepest of the darkness, and the bloody eyes slowly open their eyes. The shattering of the world is done in silence, and together with the broken pieces of the mirror, the shattering is causing the distortion of the darkness to somehow lifte up and down. It happen in a few seconds that everything seem is nothing but a mere shaking of land. But this shaking cause by the bloody eyes that awakened from their deepest slumber, and they seem one of the darkness and couldn't break free from its shadow. The murmur come across them and they blinking miserably, “Hunt, hunt, hunt... The knowledge of the old is right in the open...”

There is no transition, from dark to light and shadow. My eyes open. But still, the ocean has taken a part of me. Eyes open. But I do not see.

Carmella whimpered from the corner in anguish, terror etched across her face. “No,” Carmella whispered, eyes wide. “yo-you're not supposed to…” A sudden flash across the room, and her eyes turned even wider. Her face zoomed before my eyes and then—Silence. Only left her bloodied wide eyes, lifeless… My eyes snapped open. The chamber lit up with their glow—silver, unearthly, blazing like moonlit gems. The air mirrored something new within me. No longer broken. No longer a prey. In the darkest of nights, away from all eyes, a storm was born. A storm that was ready to burn them all...