Red Eye Ghost Novels & Stories

Michael said looking at Gage. “What did he look like?” Gage asked. “I don’t know, he had a hood on, and he wouldn’t remove it, he had dark red eyes.” She said shaking her head. “He scared me, he told me they were going to use a ritual to summon me and sacrifice me.” She said with tears rolling down her face. “Please Jade I don’t want to be here anymore, can't we go home?”

“Is it about your werewolf friend?” Ghost sighed. “Well, he’s not the only one...” He trailed off. Scar’s eyes snapped in his direction. It took a moment, just a moment for him to comprehend the implication, and then he watched as Ghost’s eyes changed color, from bluish-grey to a glowing amber. His jaw dropped, his mouth gaped open...

It was a power given to the chosen, and I was part of that legacy. "You see when a child is born with ghost eyes, it means the soul has travelled between the land of the living and that of the dead and now has a permanent connection to both worlds. While one exists outside of time, the other is confined within it, and people like us can transcend time," She said, and I was in complete silence.

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.

Suddenly from the bloody punch, the punch wrapped inside flew back, not pointing, stabbing the Ghost Scene Female General's palm. This attack is delicate and subtle, and all directions are magical, even if it is under the attack of Asura God, they will instantly win back the immortality. But at this moment, Ghost Scene Female General's two pupils suddenly emerged a deep purple light. The fluorescent purple irises are gentle, the spirit is illusory, the light image has not yet arrived, it is illusory into hundreds of billion shades. In the middle, Haunt Uncle only felt depressed spirit, chaotic mind, almost indistinguishable from six senses.

He growls and removes his hand that was around my throat. I don't know why but I did what he told me to do and got on my knees. He walked like a predator until he stood in front of me. “I'm not a fan of redheads but there's no way I'm letting Ghost have you,” I slowly brought my head up until our eyes met and my eyes widened when I gazed into his red eyes. I closed my eyes to try and calm myself down, reminding myself they are just contacts. I really need to stop reading so many fantasy books they are really getting to my head.

If he'd been pale before, Adrian was the epitome of a Halloween ghost by now. The only thing that told me he was still alive were his eyes. I steeled my heart against the emotions swirling around his eyes and kept going. Rip off the band aid. Rip off the band aid.

Damon whirled to face her fully, and in that moment, his eyes ignited—a brilliant, unnatural red flaring to life, consuming the hazel of his irises. The transformation was sudden, startling, a physical manifestation of the storm raging within him. “Then I’ll bring her back,” he said. Ghost froze, staring at him as if seeing him for the first time. She tilted her head to the side, a gesture of disbelief mingled with dread. “Tell me what you plan to do isn’t what I think it is,” she pleaded, her words hanging heavy between them. Damon said nothing. He didn’t need to. The crimson glow in his eyes burned brighter, a silent confirmation of his intent. Ghost’s breath hitched, and desperation seize

"You have a lot of nerve showing up here, Pendleton," the menacing ghost woman glared her pale white eyes at the old man. The angry spirit doesn't look white as a ghost; her skin is dark, and her eyes are pale. You can't see pupils. She spread her menacing ghost powers to frighten the old lord. Pendleton took a step back. His face was pale as the white dress of this angry ghost. If I'm right, this angry spirit is none other than Count Everlot's daughter and this man's wife, Viola.

it is always the closest. Blondie slowly opens her eyes, I help her up. "Is the ghost out?" " Yes, its right over there" I point at it She screams, I quickly over her mouth so my parents wouldn't come in. "Please you have to try not to freak out okay?" She nods I slowly remove my hand from her mouth "I can see a ghost, I can see a freaking ghost!!, why am I seeing a ghost?" "Okay, calm down, deep breathe.." She breathes heavily using her hand to fan herself