Rage Virus Eyes Novels & Stories

Elva went flying and crashed into the walls of the entrapment. “UGGH!” grunted Elva. She lifted her heavy eyelids. She was looking around but felt something stinging her eyes. The burning flames that was in Elva’s heart before started scorching her wholly. Her pupils turned white, and blood started to ooze in her eyes. She covered her eyes with her hands. “MY EYES! MY EYES! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE! IT HURTS. IT BURNS.” “This is payback,” answered Agatha. “Pain for pain.”

I shook firmly and then looked him straight in the eye. Grey flashed his teeth again but when his eyes returned back to normal, I noticed a glow. A dull glow ring on his pupils. I'd seen them before. “You got something on your eyes.” “What?” “I mean your eyes, they shine when you– “Must be the sun.” Perhaps…. Or maybe Maya was right all along and indeed, something was wrong with Gregory.

“Gross, I feel like I’m about to lose our breakfast. I’m going to make this quick.” “Good. Hurry up, Rana. Answer the doc’s questions.” “You don’t have to tell me twice.” Dr. Meadows is staring at my eyes; she must’ve noticed the small black spot next to my iris grow larger, then engulf the iris, creating a larger iris and pupil that is a brighter color than my human eye color. “Amazing.” “Hello Doc.” “Hello Rana, that eye thing, that’s incredible.”

At the sound of her voice, the silent Agarez finally stirred and inclined his face in Evelyn's direction. Agarez has black eyes that can easily instill feelings of fear, and both humans and demons will feel a strong sense of oppression when swept by those eyes. With those same eyes, Agarez stared coldly at Evelyn and said, "Come with me." Agarez first took her to his chambers.

Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, she examined her reflection, narrowing her gaze at her right eye. "What’s wrong? Why is it suddenly red?" she murmured, noticing the odd redness without any other symptoms. Ariadne’s stomach tightened with anxiety; she'd never experienced eye irritation or anything similar before, and a worry crept in that perhaps a virus had found its way into her eye. "How could I get a virus if I live in isolation like this?" Ariadne muttered, baffled. Deciding to ignore it, she climbed into bed, hoping her eye would heal by morning.

Yasmin was busy looking out the window while Raga chose to focus on driving while occasionally glancing at his wife. Actually, since earlier there were so many questions that Raga wanted to ask Yasmin. One of them is what happened to her to make her eyes look that swollen. Raga is sure that Yasmin must have been crying, it is very clear from her swollen eyes like someone who has just cried violently.

His fingers twitch as he scratches at his neck, where a faint tremor ripples beneath the skin. No… no, no, no. A sick feeling coils in my stomach. I know that look. The tremors. The fevered eyes. The ragged breath. This is Wolf Fever.

Ravi was amazed how she transformed from her kiddish behavior in the garden to a glamorous girl even in her pajamas. Together, they checked and ticked the list and by the time they had finalized everything, Ravi saw that she could hardly keep her eyes open. She was half asleep on the chair. He picked her up and took her to the guest room and made her lie down. He covered her with a quilt. Placed a soft kiss on her forehead, resisting himself and his friend, lightly brushing her without makeup lips and went back to his room to take cold showers to which he promised himself to cure very soon.

I went closer and ensured she was okay, but she didn't open her eyes even though I called her name repeatedly. "Ivanna. Baby. Wake up. I'm here. You can tell me which part of your body hurts. I'll ask Gabby to bring you some medicine." She didn't respond to my words at all, but not long after, she frowned, her eyes opened. The pair of irises that had been hazel-colored suddenly turned bright red. It was no surprise to me because almost all vampires would experience that. However, to my annoyance, our eyeballs would only change if we encountered an enemy or were hunting, in other words sucking the blood of our prey. As for Ivanna, she was not doing well with the color of her eyeballs.

I am now holding her lid. "My eyes?" “Yes. Your eyes. ” “What will be wrong with my eyes? They are still round and blue. So what should I be worried about?” She's laugh even more. Doesn’t she know what her eyes look like now? Didn't she see that they were already red. Can't she remember what happened to her when she had a high fever? I want to open my mouth but nothing comes out of my mouth. "Are you sure there's nothing really wrong with your eyes?"