Red Eyes Vampire Novels & Stories

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.

My eyes opened again and I looked back up into his, biting my lower lip to hold back a small moan as the toy vibrated over both my clit and the strangely sensitive spot inside me. The vampire’s eyes were strangely beautiful… Like a sort of Wolfish beauty. His irises were deep, rich crimson, clear, and obviously intelligent. They drew you in but sent instinctual warning shivers down your spine. I did just that, shuddering a little. Goosebumps broke out over my skin; down my spine, around my ribs, and over my shoulders. I thought I saw a small smile twitch at the corner of his mouth, but it was gone so quickly there was a good chance I’d just imagined it.

I shockingly saw that his stare had changed somehow. His eyes were a deep shade of brown, something that was wholly unusual within vampire aristocracy, especially for purebloods. It seemed that his uniqueness, something that seemed to cater to purebloods, was that he was just plain. Yet, he was somehow the most gorgeous thing you would have the pleasure of laying your eyes on. A knowing smile spread across his lips, and I cursed him again, understanding he must have read my thoughts across my traitorous face. "Are you not even going to say thanks?"

I can't see the face of the person who is holding, leave the face I can't see anything right now. I didn't utter a word. I feel my heart hammering hard against my chest. Just then the iron grip around my arm loses and the person leaves my mouth. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw a shining pair of red eyes. Shit, a pure-blooded vampire. Should I run? Or should I say something? 'Stay quiet, red eyes are hard to deal with!' I want to look away but it feels like the red eyes are sustaining me.

It still haunts me to think about what had been done to her beautiful body as well as Tyler's and Jason's. My eyes burned with tears I knew I should not shed. I brushed them away quickly, not because I was tired of giving in to them, but because the sight of my tears would be a dead giveaway to the changes I've been trying so hard to conceal. You see, what gives a vampire life is blood. It's what our sweat, our saliva, and our tears are made of. When we cry, we cry blood—but not me, not any longer, not since Paul and I had changed. Now my tears are clear like human tears, and meat is now something I crave—raw bloody meat. Don't ask me what crying real tears means or being sustained by both m

I was a monster too. "You're serious?" he asked. I looked up at him, straight in the eye and couldn't help but feel... something. Something that made my heartbeat so hard I was afraid that it would break right out from my ribs. Those red eyes were so...beautiful. they were unlike the eyes of other vampires. They spoke so many unspoken words, held so many secret nightmares and showed so many emotions. It was the most vulnerable I'd ever seen someone and to be honest, I was mesmerised at how raw his emotions were.

He chuckles grimly, his lips stretching diabolically to release a dark grin as he leers in, “You? Do you dare dream of getting rid of me after the vow that binds us? I flush with embarrassment and he rescinds to relish in my pensive state. Shoving his elbow into the top of Mortiz’s seat and fisting his hand against his jaw, he assumes a tilt of his head and cunningly smiles at me. It’s not particularly a beautiful expression a Vampire should make. But…I gulp with turmoil. It’s a whole world different when it’s an undisputed beauty like this doing the staring. It should make anyone wring with dread as those fiery eyes are predatory and nightmarish. Devon’s eyes are very beautifully brimmed wi

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

dad says trying to get her to do it, she closes her eyes, her whole body relaxing, it's her first, well second shift, and I knew she'll have some hard time doing it, but I trust her. When her eyes opened, they didn't go to one colour, the one I expected them to go to, every wolf's eye shifts, they become more radiant, and they shine, but when she opened her eyes the multicoloured eyes took one colour and not one I would expect them to take, they weren't green or blue, not even brown, her eyes are black, the colour of a vampire's eyes.

Seb looked back at the both of them eyes mixed with shock, confusion and awe. “What is it Seb?” Talon asked. Seb opened and closed his mouth a few times at a loss for words. “Out with it Seb are her eyes black or red!” Marcos demanded. He didn’t understand his usual behavior he had been around vampires his whole life so their eyes should be the least he has to fear. At this point Marcos didn’t care his reason he just wanted to know how powerful she will be. With new vampires it’s all in the eyes. Black eyes are typical, normal so to speak for vamps, however anyone in the royal family are born with red eyes, distinguishing their immense power from others. Although she is a turned Marcos had a