Movie Red Eye Novels & Stories

RED INK EP 9: Introductions "Wooooow!" Lorin whispered as they strolled into the interior of the party. The theme setting was a pale red and gold, mixed with some silver and glitters. The tables were all set in a fancy glimmer and the wine glasses were arranged so fancifully. She looked up at Dillion, he wasn't amused by the setting, his mind seemed to be somewhere else. From a table by her left hand side, she saw Larry Donas—he was making small talks with a beautiful blonde lady who sat beside him. There were about five people at his table; the table was large.

I most definitely didn't hate him but did I- Suddenly, I was grabbed by my hips and my legs went around Narc's waist snapping me out of my thought. I stared at his eyes. Red fucking eyes. The Martinez gene. It was unbelievable that some people could even possess the eye colour red but him and his family was living proof that It's possible. Red was most infamously known to be the colour of anger and in his reputation, he had the worst anger temper I have ever seen before. Never have I ever thought of it as love because it could potentially be like that. Guess it will always be some sort of fucking mystery.

Vespera’s pov The interior of the Maybach was silent, save for the low hum of the engine and the sound of my own jagged breathing. The city lights blurred past the tinted windows like streaks of dying stars, gold and white melting into each other. I watched Randell through the tinted glass as he stood frozen on the sidewalk. He looked small. For the first time in my life, the man who had loomed over me like a god looked like nothing more than a statue left out in the rain.

“I am done here. Please, take me home.” Frank nods. He glares at his sister. “If any of you touch my mate, pack or not, you are dead.” When he looks back at me, I see silvers, golds, and reds amongst his normal eye color. They twinkle like stars. But then I realize that they are in mine too. I can’t look away even if I wanted to. It is mesmerizing, almost hypnotic.

"What about my memories? Did I ever say anything those first days?" "You screamed." Maya's voice was barely a whisper. "Connor told me later. You screamed about red eyes and silver teeth. About someone who smelled like smoke and rain. But we thought it was trauma, nightmares—" "Red eyes." I typed faster. "How many wolves have red eyes?" "It's a rare trait," Nadia said slowly. "Usually indicates mixed bloodlines. Maybe one in five hundred wolves." "So trackable. Traceable." I was building something in my mind, a framework of facts to hold up against the chaos. "What about the symbol?"

But it was his eyes that truly held everyone captive. A deep crimson—striking, hypnotic, and inhuman. They weren’t just red; they carried an unfathomable depth, like liquid rubies gleaming under the arena lights. They radiated an air of mystery, a gaze that seemed to see through everything. There was an intensity in them that sent a shiver down the spines of those who dared meet them. And yet, despite their inherent coldness, there was something oddly magnetic about them, drawing people in rather than pushing them away.

Alaric’s voice was distant, like he was calling me from across a great void. My vision blurred, but through the haze, I saw the way his eyes widened, his brows knitting together in worry. "Her eyes," Elena whispered. I blinked, feeling the unnatural heat in my irises. The reflection in the metal training equipment across the room confirmed it—my eyes were blazing red. Not golden. Not the warm amber of my wolf. A deep, haunting, dangerous red. Alaric took a cautious step forward. "Arianna, listen to me. You need to breathe."

“I'll rip your tongue out, son of a bitch.” Katie growled, but he only reacted by pressing his body even harder against her, which only fueled her need. Her own body was betraying her. “Who the hell are you?” he growled, his voice piercing her skin, giving her goosebumps. He was so close to her that she stared right into her silvery eyes, which were swirling with power; this wasn't normal, even for werewolves; eyes weren't meant to do that.

When they took out the object that was in the bag, I wanted to vomit so much. It was a decapitated man's head. You could say that she was still fresh with blood still flowing, but what caught my attention was her eyes.His pupils were red and the rest was black. Oh no, they killed a giant! "So you probably understood what he is, but do you know who he is, Your Majesty? By intuition that I hoped was false, I knew exactly who this man was. I swallowed and asked who he was.

Maya’s POV (Crystal’s Wolf) . . . I had pulled Vince close to kiss him roughly but to my surprise; I felt a strong power oozing from him and he started squeezing me. I pulled myself away from me and looked upward to see his face, and I was shocked to see his RED eyes, just like Vampire. What is wrong with my mate? His normal eye’s color is purple color and whenever that Nephilim is on the surface then his eye's color changed into black and now Red?