Novel & Cerita Scary Eye

Those eyes blazed, so captivating, but so unnatural and scaring the crap out of her. She screamed in shock about what she had just seen.

the voice said again, this time his voice was more dangerous and very scary. She closes her eyes tightly. She will never open her eyes. But just like her two feet, her eyes open involuntary. "No. No. No," she said repeatedly as her eyes slowly open by themselves. It's her own eyes but she can't control them. When Arra opened her eyes, the thing that she was scared earlier really happened. She saw the tall scary man lying inside the coffin with his eyes closed. And then his red sharp eyes slowly open and met her gaze. He smiled at her before he speaks loudly. "I now finally awake!"

If I’m being accurate, an emotion akin to fear blooms in her eyes. I’m still trying to figure them out when she suddenly turns her head and looks straight at me. As if on command, the man turns around too, his electric-blue gaze drilling holes into my head. My fingers sink into my palm as I just… stare at him. Then my lips part in shock. Not only is he hauntingly beautiful. There’s a scar over his left eye. A thunder-shaped scar that slashes over his eyelids and spans a few inches under the eyes. For some reason, it doesn’t make him look… disfigured or creepy. It’s like a birthmark, one that surrounds him with an air of electrifying mystery.

My cold words sliced him to the bone, leaving Scar Face gutted with fear. “It wasn’t me! It was him! It was his idea! I didn’t plan to hurt you!” He started to scream again. Big Eyes’ eyes flashed with malice, and he shoved Scar Face hard toward me. “Sorry, bro!” “Ahh!” Scar Face’s desperate scream cut off in an instant. The moment his body touched the invisible ghostly aura radiating from me, he dissolved instantly like sugar in hot tea, leaving no trace behind! Big Eyes used that shove to hurl himself toward the edge of the rooftop, screaming into the void.

His eyes fixed at her eyes. " No...no...wh-o are you....step...back..." He doesn't instead crouching down to her level. His grey eyes were searching something inside hers. And suddenly Scarlett didn't felt afraid. Those eyes....they were not filled with lust or hate or anger. Instead. They were calm. Like a storm.Emotionless. Dark. Deadly. And suddenly they seemed too familiar to Scarlett. She has seen them before. But where? Before she could recognise him, she sees his grip on the knife tightening.Something changing in his eyes. And he lifts the knife, ready to bring it down. And she couldn't help scream. Closing her eyes. " Nooooo!"

She was like a mother who was taking care of her children. I snapped out of my trance when a boy tugged at the hem of my suit. I looked down at him with a blank expression. The kid's eyes got watery in fear. No wonder why I didn't get along with kids. My face was scarier than the ghosts according to them. I even used to scare Eltan when he was a kid. He used to say I have mean-looking eyes which could pierce through the souls, which was where the name 'scary bro' derived from.

I lifted my stiff legs and inched toward the corner, but my foot landed on something hard and round at the worst moment possible. A sharp, piercing screech rang out beside me. When I quickly lifted my foot to take a look, I noticed it was a bloody eyeball, which gave me such a fright that I recoiled back several steps. This was something I would normally only see on late-night TV. A ghost skittered over in a twisted, broken crawl, scooped up the eyeball, and popped it back into its socket. To suppress the scream in my throat, I pinched myself to stay focused, but the ghost had noticed me.

his eyes stayed on Zander as though warning him beforehand. All the four pairs of eyeballs found Hari's face again while he took over, "The ifrit came down on us in his own shape. Large body like a huge ship. His arms were like pointed forks, his legs like the triangular masts you see on sailing ships and his eyes like fireballs from which embers fall. His teeth were big like a vampire's and a black spot before his left eye. That was the first time I saw something like that as a wolf in my entire life. And... It was the scariest thing I ever saw.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

The eyes of that thing were staring at Artemisia, and if she paid close attention, which was a little difficult because of the appearance of that thing, the young woman could see that where she should have only hair, she also had eyes sprouting from her skin. That sight was by far the scariest Artemisia had in her entire life, she wouldn't be surprised if she screamed, if she screamed so no one would hear, ran towards an exit that didn't exist in that scenario or if the girl just threw herself on the floor crying like a child. The young woman truly wouldn't be surprised by that kind of attitude, not least because it's not every day that you get the opportunity to see such a scary monster. Ho