Novel & Cerita Red Eyes Vampire

Teleporting was a really exhausting thing. His face flashed through my mind again. Ain't vampires supposed to have red eyes? Why are his eyes blue? I wondered even though I didn’t see his second eyes. The scar on his face added a ruggedly handsome quality to his features, making him look even more striking than before. I couldn't take my mind off of him, mesmerised by his unique beauty.

He added and I groaned before sitting down on the last step of the stairs. "I couldn't sleep. I don't know why," I responded . Then he went to the kitchen and after a few minutes, he returned with food tray and give me to eat. He sat down next to me, his blue eyes gleaming inside the darkness and I tried my best to avoid making eye contact. “Can I ask you something?" I asked to which he nodded his head, turning to face me. That's when it struck me. Those blue eyes. It belong to the vampires of the people who are either powerful or crazy. That means the guy I searched for valentines day is vampire. I am shocked to the core.

She replied as she sipped a bit of that sweet blood. Her sapphire blue eyes are full of color. In a heartbeat, it is now golden—as gold as an Egyptian pharaoh’s golden casket. “You see now, Romaine. You now know on how blood changes a vampire and werewolf’s eye colors into golden ones, much as when a person becomes greedy and her real attitude eventually unravels?” “What the hell are you talking about, Hemera?” Hemera bursted into a creepy giggle. Romaine was engulfed with goosebumps. She never heard her second-in-command eerily act like this before.

"You seem to be knowledgeable about things. For a normal human to calmly confront a vampire like this, you must be someone who has a collection of journals in her room to secretly learn about non-human creatures. And you must have already encountered one in the past that triggered your crazy obsession." Her forehead creased. "How did you know that?" "It was a guess." She was surprised. He wasn't only sharp but he could see through people without a sweat. "So it's really true? That you are a vampire?" Without him answering her verbally, he looked at him and his eyes that were sea-green turned to bright red. "A pureblooded vampire," she blurted. She had read that the pureblooded vampires had t

“Like mood rings?” She actually chuckled. “Vampires have red eyes in the dark. Werewolves, gold. Witches... purple. It’s not constant. It flares up when they’re emotional, hungry, or using power. That’s why it’s hard to tell who’s what during the day.” That gave me pause. I thought of Ivan’s eyes—how unreadable they were. Had I seen them at night? No. I always avoided lingering too long under his stare. “Wait,” I said slowly. “Vampires… you’re saying they don’t burn in sunlight?”

Chapter 13 (Rowen) I woke up in the morning and I still had my arms tightly around Ambrosia. I released my grip some, but she was still asleep, so she didn’t notice. I slowly got up and headed into the bathroom, surprising myself when I looked into the mirror to see my eyes were a strange tint of red and rose gold mixed. The red was light, but I could see it. “What the?” I said to Viper. It had to be a Vampire thing. I knew the Vampires eyes turned red when they fed or when they were in certain situations, but mine never had, that I knew of.

They were blue. The last time her eyes had been blue, she had barely been strong enough to keep them open. She lived her life numb to the sound of a beeping monitor. She did not think that vampires were real. The last time her eyes had been blue, she had only known of humans. For the past nearly ten years, Claire’s eyes had been a deep violet. A violent shade of purple. Elias explained that when vampires had been created, they were marked different by a rush of red to their eyes. It marked them as demons. But over time, those with the brightest eyes had been killed off, unable to sire their own lines. Only those with the weakest red survived. Eventually, it came to the point that a vampire’s

Dmitri crouched down to my level lifting my chin with his index finger, he made me gaze into his deranged burning eyes. Red eyes with speck of black around the Iris, sticking up to look like icicles. Something was wrong with the color of his eyes,though I haven't had much encounter with vampires, I'm sure as hell that none of them has red and black eyes. But I couldn't think past that as his large palm descended on my cheek. The trickling blood dazed my vision and the impact of his hand against my cheek was so strong that I felt another taste of copper in them.

Her eyes are nearly glowing at this point, and then I realize she's locked her gaze on me. Her gaze is so intense that my wolf can't resist being closer to her and lunges forward. I don't have to look at myself to know the amber of my eyes has been replaced with near-black orbs. The telltale sign of my vampiric side—a bolder, more defined red ring—is there. It's jarring for most shifters to see that combination, but she doesn't withdraw...

I typically use it on my people who sinned and put the blame on others to make them tell the truth. I am six feet and two inches tall, with pale smooth skin, typical for a vampire like me, and ocean-blue eyes, but it becomes bloody red when I become furious. I am the only vampire alive that has ocean blue eyes, and that's the other reason humans don't know that I am a vampire because normal vampires usually have light red or light gold eyes. Still, they become darker if they can't feed, and after two weeks without feeding, blood it turned completely black. I have thick curly lashes and thick dark eyebrows, a small and pointed nose, and thin and plump lips. My body is slightly lean but muscul