Scary Eyes In The Dark Novels & Stories

And standing there staring back from within it was himself or something that looked like him. The figure possessed his face, his body and his entire features and yet the eyes were completely different, it was pitch black, bottomless and extremely terrifying. Those eyes seemed capable of seeing through every secret he possessed,Francesco felt exposed beneath that gaze. In the middle of his beating heart was a tiny seed that bloomed with thick darkness and smoke swelling around it and like a web the darkness spread out around the veins in his heart.

Something somehow even more menacing. Directly in front of me, staring through the darkness, I saw a pair of red, glowing eyes.

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

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.

She quickly met glowing fierce grey eyes and a terrifying glare. A male with greyish-white hair and sharp canines. Airing out a dark hiss at her, Scarlett screamed—beyond afraid. -END-

Jagged vertebrae strung together, some notches still stained with dark, dried blood. A sickened gasp slips from me, my fingers trembling as Braden presses the handle into my hand. The weight of it is cold and heavy, settling into my palm with a horrifying finality. My wolf whimpers, shrinking back into the recesses of my mind with a soft, keening cry. I can’t breathe. My vision blurs, bile rising, but then I see them—two eyes in the dark. Storm-grey and luminous, fixed on me with an intensity that pins me to the spot.

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.