Scary Eyes In The Dark Novels & Stories

Black. He had black eyes. Those previously dark brown eyes of his had turned completely black. There was no sclera around them. No iris. Just...black. Completely black. Devoid of any light. Any soul. And his mouth...it wasn't normal anymore. His lips weren't looking that appealing anymore. Because there were sharp, jagged teeth protruding from in between them. Making him look like the most frightening demon that she had ever seen.

He owned it. Dark hair, slicked back but rebelliously messy at the edges, like he didn’t bother to tame it because the world already bowed to him anyway. His jawline was sharp enough to cut through silence. A small scar sat beneath his left eye, faint but telling—a story I knew better than to ask about. And his eyes—dear goddess—his eyes weren’t the kind you look into. They were the kind that look through you. Piercing gray, cold steel under sunlight. The kind that saw too much, too fast, and left you wondering what part of yourself he’d already stolen.

This definitely meant the sun would be out in a few hours. “Well well well, boys. look what we have here.” A creepy voice came from the darkness of the forest, making the group almost jump in fright. Jake and Tomiwa quickly huddled and stood by Annabelle and Tisha while they held their weapons in alert. “SHOW YOURSELF!!” Tisha cried out in anger as she glanced around. For a while nothing could be heard.Then all of a sudden, 8 pairs of red eyes glowed in the darkness surrounding the four people. Tomiwa shrieked in fright as she saw the eyes and stayed close to Jake who was trying to compose him self.

Screaming, she looked around for help when something caught her eye that snatched the land beneath her feet. Eyes. Multiple hungry eyes hiding in the shadows were glaring at her from a distance. She stiffened in her place. All the blood got drained from her face. Wolves. They were wolves. Terrified, she hurriedly looked at Damien but her breath hitched when her bloodshot eyes fell on his bare canines. His beautiful steely orbs were no longer in sight. Just like that blood-curdling view, she was met with a pair of exceptionally beautiful but deadly powerful golden eyes gazing at her ferociously. The brilliance emanating from them made her heart go into overdrive but his expression wasn’t amia

I ask with concern. “Alden… I think there’s something over there,” she whispers. Atlas is up on his feet, teeth barred, hackles raised, pushing forward wanting to shift and protect Sorrell and Alma, but I hold him back. I look up and follow Sorrell’s eye line, but all I see is darkness… and that’s the problem. Even in a pitch-black room in the dead of night, our eyes can make out enough of our surroundings, but all I see a few feet in front of us is darkness; darkness so black and thick it’s almost like it’s absorbing the light around it. Fear catapults through me when I see the darkness move and I can make out the almost smoky outline of three black shadowy figures, and three sets of bright

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!"

Although he has been living in it since his childhood still the memories make him uncomfortable and unable to think of reason in the darkness. He felt like a pair of eyes was watching him from the darkest side of the room so he opened his right eyelid slightly to see if there is a ghost watching over him to kill him the moment he saw it or if there was nothing but the same terrifying darkness that scares him more than ghosts. After peeking for a second, he realized that there's nothing on that corner and sighed. Although he is a big bad mafia still there are a few things he is afraid of like female ghosts in a white saree holding a candle but the worst part would be her eyes staring right th

These were her cruel words that I heard before passing out that broke me beyond repair. ******* Flashback I came to my room and started packing my bag but all I could think of was how his grey eyes were not leaving me on the dining table for a second and there was something in those eyes which were scaring me to the core. They sent me a chilly cold shiver which I’d never felt. He was scary, intimidated and held something dark. He didn’t utter a single word to me but his grey eyes were saying a lot which my gut feeling was telling me was not good for me.

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.

I felt like I had rested for a few years when I woke up, but it was probably just hours. I didn’t need to open my eyes to remember. I wanted to get the image of that girl’s head snapping so close to me out of my head. It was even scarier when complete darkness seemed to surround Zaliver with his black eyes and angry expression. I squeezed my eyes even tighter, making the little white spots appear behind my lids, and sighed out loud.