Muzan Eyes Novels & Stories

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.

“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.

The dim red lights in the tunnel reflected off his four black glossy slanted eyes. It was the tunnel’s dim red ceiling lights that helped Olivia see the monster’s pitch-black eyes. Those eyes were peeking through the leveler’s gated door, focusing on Olivia and Lukas. Olivia had a Beretta M-12 submachine gun strapped to her back, but her paralyzation wouldn’t let her reach for the gun. She could sense the creature’s wrath, and she knew that shooting at him would only make him angrier.

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

I know I broke his nose, possibly his orbital on his right eye. “Lock her in her room. I don’t want anyone going in or out. That includes Mayu and Hachiro.” Takashi gestured for them to take me away. “You seriously think you can hold me? That you can contain me? Nothing can or will stop Kitsune. Not when she wants blood. And there will be blood. This compound is going to be worthy of a horror film set when I’m done painting the walls red with your blood and the blood of anyone that dares to follow your commands.” I laughed as they dragged me away.

Maybe they just merely ended up in the mortal world because of their missions or maybe they grew up in the mortal world like me. Yes. That's right. That woman said earlier was all true. I was called Queen Raven, Queen of the underworld. But there's more. My eyes were changing. I have 3 eyes. The one is my normal eyes which are pink and the other two are the eyes of infernum and eyes of mortem. I'm using eyes of infernum or eyes of hell when I wanted my enemy to be in hell and experience too much pain. I'm also using that when I wanted to play with them. While I'm using the eyes of mortem or eyes of death when I wanted to kill my enemy in just a snap or when I wanted to finish my fight alread

Mace’s golden eyes shifted to me. I knew what I looked like. I could feel the power radiating off me in waves of heat and frost. My hair was floating slightly, whipped by energy currents only I could feel. And my eyes… I knew they weren’t my own brown eyes anymore. They were glowing with the violet light of a hundred angry dead women. Mace straightened slowly from his crouch. The feral aggression didn't leave him, but it shifted focus. He looked at the pathetic figure of the Alpha on the wall, then back to me, an unspoken question in his gaze.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

I place my hand on Gus’ cold body, I can do this, even though I am not sure it’s possible. I close my eyes, trying to focus, that was the key to my Luna powers all along, I needed focus, when I close my eyes, thousand of images come to my mind, the recent war that just happened, the heavy rain thundering on both our bodies, the full red blood moon, Juniper running away. It’s been hard, but somehow I know I will pull through. For Gus, I keep my focus steady, my eyes still shut close. He deserves this life, I just know he does.