Scary Eye Novels & Stories

I blurt out my worry and break into over emotional terrified tears, fueled by knowing I’m a freak with blood colored eyeballs. My EYES are RED!! I think there is something seriously wrong with me. I snort, and wail into the emptiness of my room, gripped with actual devastation. Really not all too focused on the fact that he’s actually talking to me, because this is bigger, scarier, and overwhelming.

I so badly wanted to play dice with his eyes then and there but I knew better to control myself before I regret something. ------------------------------------ Neet I didn't like it a little bit..say should I punish u for it. ------------------------------------ When I looked up I saw fear in his👀 eyes..yes that's the thing I want him to feel, fear and helplessness. Without waiting for him to speak I jabbed the fork hard in his👁️eye making the blood splatter all over my face. His screams were the only thing that could be heard now... I relaxed in my seat watching him struggle in his seat...screaming cursing cause of the pain he was feeling...

These questions linger in my mind. Lucien's eyes lock onto mine, and a cold smile plays upon his lips. It's a smile that holds secrets and darkness, a smile that sends a wave of fear rippling through my entire being. I can't help but tremble, overwhelmed by the intensity of his gaze and the knowledge that he is drenched in blood from a source unknown to me. His eyes looks more icy than usual and it gave off a very powerful energy, he looked scary and hot at the same time I almost bit myself in the tongue to still think this monster before me is hot despite being blood drenched.

A cold, fetid air oozed out, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and something far more sinister – decay. I froze, a scream trapped in my throat.A single, disembodied eye, glowing an unnatural green, peered out from the blackness. The stench intensified, making me gag. Panic surged through me, finally forcing the scream out. It echoed like a death knell in the packed hallway. The eye blinked, and then, with a sickening squelch, something long and sinuous slithered out of the locker's dark maw. Unable to tear my terrified gaze away, I knew my life would never be the same.

Like something dangerous that had slipped its leash. The dead silver of his scarred eye seemed to glow in the hallway light, that long jagged scar bisecting it from eyebrow to cheekbone standing out stark and brutal against his skin. His other eye—bright fucking green and burning with an intensity that made my stomach drop—locked onto mine and didn't waver. He was shirtless. Of course he was shirtless. Because apparently the universe hated me and wanted to see how much I could take before I completely lost my mind.

It was almost ticklish. I smiled, and pushed him away gently. I was shocked he let me go. “Seriously, you must like something. There is no man that doesn't like anything.” He went silent, his dark hair which was now slightly covering his eyes, added to the depth of darkness in his eyes making it more scary than it usually was. How can someone have such pretty ice blue eyes but still find a way to make look very scary. “C'mon,” I rolled my eyes. “Even the darkest psychos have some kind of hobbies.” I quickly raised a hand. “Killing people is not a hobby.”

Scared to see his pitch dark blue eyes which were filled with killing intent as he wants to strangle her to death. She reminisced about the moment of the past when he grabbed her neck, nearly choking her to death. That day, she was frightened to see his dark blue eyes filled with killing intent as she was now. Today he was looking at the same DEVIL as he looked at that day. He was staring at her with his bloodshot red eyes. It was like his stare was piercing through her soul.

Even though, psychotic forces were against him. I could see the subject's head pointing in my direction. At first, his eyes appeared lost, but a flash of unusual brilliance brought them back to life, his pupils completely occupying the iris area. The air caught in my throat, this vision scared me for the first time in my life. It made me feel very fearful. Although I have seen butchered bodies, these eyes have stolen my breath. They are evil. I turned to the security guy. I needed to see him ready to protect me. My body was frozen, I couldn't even move an arm. But to

A croaked laugh was followed as her scary eyes met the black eyes of her tormentor. His face was covered with a black cloth. A huge scar, almost inhumane, resided on his left eye. It proved that no mercy was going to be given to her as she waited for her death in the arms of a monster. She looked behind him to see a few of his members with their faces hidden looking at her with those malicious eyes. A sharp blade blocked her view, earning her attention towards the one holding her. She shivered in fear, eyes closed, she wished it could be as painless as possible.

I look up, only to see an enormous eye staring at me indifferently. Terrifying!