Mushoku Tensei Demon Eyes Novels & Stories

Eden's eyes sparkled with amusement as he noted her behavior, thinking to himself, How strange. Eden's piercing blue eyes gleamed with an inner turmoil, their golden centers flashing like embers as he struggled to maintain control. His chiseled features, normally a mask of calm, were subtly tense, revealing the depth of his internal conflict. The scent of Pearl's perfume wafted up, teasing his senses and awakening the demons that lurked within. His sharp jawline clenched, a testament to the ferocity of his self-control.

I smile down at him but it disappears with the realization that he can't see it. "Y-yeah, maybe." But a slight smile graces Nathaniel's lips. He tilts his face up to where mine is, but just a little off-center. When he does this I nearly drop my books. His face is thin but his jaw is squared. The glasses he wore are in fact not sunglasses, but framed glasses whose lenses adjust to the lighting. And right now, they are clear and show off golden brown eyes. His eyes look different though, as if a lunar eclipse overlapped the sun, haunted, as in ghostly around the pupils.

He’d damn near destroyed her as just a human, she was scared to find out what he do now as a demon. Young took each of her wrists in his hands, pinning them to the side of her head and started moving again, beginning with slow and deliberate strokes. “Look at me.” Asha’s body was back in tune with his but now that she’d had more than a few moments her mind wasn’t anymore so she kept her head turned away as he worked for every reaction he got out of her. Every hitch of her breath and scrunch of her brows, every pout of her lips was his to keep, but it was the love he knew would be in her eyes that he craved.

I asked, puzzled, but he only shook his head. "Nothing, I just..." His eyes were still closed while speaking. "Sometimes... when I get too excited... I start to transform." He took a deep breath, but I reached out to touch his face and met his blood-red demon eyes staring back at me. "You're beautiful," I smiled as I gently rubbed his skin with my thumb.

She rubbed her hands together as the eyes of the demon lord turned dark. ....

I freeze in shock. The only eyes I've ever seen turn black this way are mine. In my demon form. Was that what she was? I look up at Blair who is still chanting, now only louder with beads of sweat forming on her forehead. She falls to her knees as Amara continues to scream, her eyes are full black now. I can see Blair's eyes glowing a violent white before she gasps and drops her hands. Amara's body instantly relaxes and her eyes turn back to normal. They're both breathing heavily, I cup Amara's cheeks and kiss her all over her face, trying to calm both of us. She lets out a weak laugh as she grips her chest.

He simply stayed quiet, standing firmly on his feet while being manhandled by his bully. Unable to hold in his anger at the lack of reaction, Jonas pulled his arm back and punched him hard in the face. The teenager's head snapped back from the violent impact, but his body was held firmly in place by Jonas's tight grip on his shirt. Taking a slow, deep breath, the boy opened his eyes and stared right into Jonas's. His gaze was so acute and terrifyingly dead that the guys standing behind the jock instinctively began backing away. His eyes were bloodshot.

He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror. Green against the grey. And just like that his eyes held hers and stared into her green eyes. He goes blank as he looked at the teen in his arm. Her teary eyes looked into his as if she had accepted her fate. His grey eyes widened slightly, clearly mesmerized by the beauty of her green orbs. His eyes make a quick assessment of her face. Tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and by its sides. Those small brown dots on her face looked clear as fresh tears kept constantly rolling down her face. Her cheeks flushed and red. She had a small pointy nose.

The eye looked even more strange upclose. For when they fought the demon’s were red or black. But this time… they could see all the colors in his eyes of Gold. “Unless you make a deal with me, with us as well. Then maybe I won't kill your son.” Many voices sunddenly began to speak at the same time. Speaking in chorus, in unison and a particularly cool voice made Mayari Tabbu jolt. It was the voice of the Demon whom Ursula made a deal with.

The sight had my eyes widening. I panicked. "I-I can fix your artifact if you spare us!!" I suddenly gasped out, trying to calm my heartbeat. His claws stopped right before my throat. From this close-up, I could finally tell the emotion in Morax's eyes--it was intrigue like he was working out a puzzle. I could only hope it was a good thing. "You think you can fix an ancient relic? How cute." The words just left his mouth when a chair came down hard on his head.