Shu Kurenai Red Eye Novels & Stories

With foul and evil aura swirling around him as he engaged Xiao Chen in their dance of death, he stared at Xiao Chen through his lifeless eyes a deep black like obsidian. Flames fluttered in Xiao Chen's eyes and even his body seemed shrouded by a purplish-red flame slowly simmering over his skin. The crowd began to notice this, although none dared to utter a word at the glimpse of his left eye slowly turning red before it began steaming and fuming mildly. There was only the bewildered and agape expressions to illustrate their stupefaction. "Powerful Malicious Grudge indeed," Ye Wuxin merely grinned, "But what makes you think you have what it takes to kill me?"

"What are you talking about Mr. Wushi? " He grabbed her hand and pulled her closer. She couldn't look away and resorted to stare back at him. She had to keep her cool or else she would lose everything and her plan would be ruined. Suddenly she saw how weird his eyes were acting. Their colour kept changing from the normal blue to red and back.

Fighting an Elder God, even in your head, was apparently an exhausting process. Jane and Robbie had been hovering over Red until she came too. Arthur had been called in to check on her, and several other allies followed along. Red had defied a god . . . they all wanted to know how. "You okay?" Jane whispered when Red stared up at her, one eye beautiful green and the other eerie and red. "No," Red replied. "No, I'm not." Arthur was investigating the warrior's red eye. "I take it . . ." "Nothing," Red interrupted. "I can't see anything with it." She closed that eye.

The focus of the eyes widened wide followed by tense veins. Now, the movements of the neck body began to spin. Gumiho showed her ferocity behind the ropes that bound her very tightly. Glancing from the side, highlighting two eyeballs that have changed. Red eyes with sharp, pointed teeth. Long nails grow in seconds, veins begin to swell as time go on. Cho Ye Joon is completely in body tonight. Even the Nine-Tails looked fiercer than before, fluttering slowly with a striking orange color. Grrrr!

He said as he also struggles to open the door She gasped "Oh! I didn't know that if I had known I wouldn't have opened it" She pouted staring at him intensively, he was indeed good-looking, she couldn't take his eyes off him His hair is long enough, the dark brown strands almost reach his ears. His jawline is sharp but not too much. He has a full face, but his eyes...his eyes...how can they be this color? It's almost black...the most beautiful shade of red eyes Aurora has ever seen....they look so mysterious. Aurora shook her head to snap out of it. Ryan noticed he was staring at her

The realization that his mesmerizing crimson eyes were not an inherent facet of his status as a Red Fang Pack member, but rather a result of contact lenses, reverberated through the corridors of my mind, leaving an indelible mark. Tyrel's words flowed forth, a melodic blend of jest and feigned solemnity, as he unravelled the tale of his "unique optical issues" with an air of mock seriousness. With every word, his voice dripped with a playful charm, embracing the delightful dance of whimsy and mischievousness. He elucidated how his trusted doctor had prescribed him these singular lenses, designed specifically to address his vision concerns. Yet, in a twist of fate, these remarkable ocular aid

It’s going to be brutal. When I catch her eyes though, my breath gets stuck in my throat. Her eyes are a bright ruby red. That’s… impossible for a werewolf.

Everyone else is calm and collected as if nothing out of the ordinary is going on. I glance back over at the crying infant, her little eyes filled with tears that roll down her fawn-coloured cheeks. It’s the first time I’ve seen her eyes, and I can’t help but feel surprised as I take in their appearance. They’re intense, like pools of lava formed by a dazzling gold around the pupil that bleeds into a vibrant crimson red. As a Goddess, I had expected her to be born with silver eyes like the other Gods, but instead, they are the perfect mix of her mother’s golden eyes and the blood red that once signified Oshmin’s curse.

Blood streaked her temple, dark and glistening. And above her, straddling her body, was Kira. But it wasn't Kira. Her face was twisted into something inhuman, her lips pulled back from her teeth, her hands curled into claws. Her eyes—her eyes were red. Deep, burning red, like embers in a fire. They glowed with a light that seemed to come from somewhere else, somewhere dark and ancient. "Kira?" My voice came out as a whisper, broken and afraid. She didn't look at me. Her attention was fixed on Caroline, on the rise and fall of her chest, on the blood that pooled beneath her head.

It's the bare minimum. Callen flashes his light in my eyes, and it sends a wave of pain through my skull. "You look like you're utterly stoned. Your pupils are nearly completely dilated," he says, and I run a hand over my face. He glances at Danika's form, a worried look on his face. "I can take it. You don't have to worry," I reply, and right in that moment, Danika's eyes fly open, her body arching. Her left eye is a cerulean blue, and the other is golden.