Sinister Eyes Novels & Stories

I narrowed my eyes at her. “Well, it wouldn’t have hurt if you were our alpha’s real mate you little lyi—” Zaliver appeared behind the girl. His expression was a livid one, and his eyes were the deadly black that would suck you into his darkness. The air around him was frightening. His hair had fallen over most of his face, masking his true expression. Whatever it was, it was horrific, and I just knew. He made eye contact with me. I don’t know how, but I just had the feeling his eyes scanned over me before narrowing.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

His chest vibrated as though he was holding in restrained growls but I could feel the tension in his shoulders so badly that I winced. “You’re in heat…” he trailed off, the intensity of his stare on me getting even harder. “I shouldn’t be this close to you right now.” He sounded like someone who was teetering at the edge of restraint. “Take the pain away… it hurts so badly,” I mumbled, the darkness in my eyes going away for some seconds so I could see his face clearly. The state of his eyes almost made me let go of him. They were completely pitch black—with no atom of white at all in them. And it wasn’t just that. They were as shiny as honey, the intensity of them so bright that my breath hi

Maybe they just merely ended up in the mortal world because of their missions or maybe they grew up in the mortal world like me. Yes. That's right. That woman said earlier was all true. I was called Queen Raven, Queen of the underworld. But there's more. My eyes were changing. I have 3 eyes. The one is my normal eyes which are pink and the other two are the eyes of infernum and eyes of mortem. I'm using eyes of infernum or eyes of hell when I wanted my enemy to be in hell and experience too much pain. I'm also using that when I wanted to play with them. While I'm using the eyes of mortem or eyes of death when I wanted to kill my enemy in just a snap or when I wanted to finish my fight alread

[“Yes, my lord. I believe that’s what Everleigh saw too.” My eyes widened at the hearing of Everleigh’s name. “Sinistra oculus conversus alba et dextra collyrium—” [Her left eye turned white and her right eye—] “Father.” I was not able to stop myself to interrupt and carelessly swept the white curtain to face them. They were shocked but it only lasts for a second.

Pathetic, lovestruck moron. “Sinclair, your kind has caused me so much pain. You're nothing but pitiful monsters, carved out by a selfish goddess into beasts, forever chained to your feral instincts and sadistic desires. Remember this – you’re an abomination.” The words spill out, sounding alien even to me, but something urges me not to ponder their origin or their meaning too deeply. “Sera... your eyes.” I look to the window, catching my own reflection. My disheveled hair and crumpled clothes are hard to miss, but it's my eyes that grab my attention. They've turned an inky black, devoid of the familiar white and green.

Green eyes. The eyes before me are not Grey. Sin's eyes are grey, which means he isn't the one that has given me this orgasm. The eyes before me are Green. I had just explored the realms of bliss with someone who isn't my betrothed. That is when I realize that I have fucked up.

The old man replied looking almost impatient and discontented but still, he gave off a wide fake smile," What's your name, may I ask?" Sinister then looked at me and gave a smile. He smiled? Or is the world coming to an end? The day was becoming so frightening. I mean, since when does he even start doing that? That smile even seemed so charmingly gentle and genuine. The bastard! And his eyes, they hid that coldness, that sharp murderous gaze was gone. Indeed they beheld a tender loving affection towards….. Me? At that moment I realized that his eyes were the most alluring shade of grey ever. He was actually handsome.

Twirling, my eyes met Sin. He looked as though he was about to murder someone with the glare he was tossing my way or maybe me since I left the safety of the room. His eyes swirled from the obsidian black it was to the blackest black. Then to gold. I found it intriguing that his eyes could change to that many colours. Sin's face contorted in a grimace but strangely, I found it sexy. And my fingers itched to caress the scruff I did not notice on his cheeks until now.

Unexpectedly or maybe it had been my wishful thinking and helpless plea to the moon goddess to not make him notice me, his eyes fell on me and I stilled. I stilled because they chilled me right from my spine to every other bone in my body. The way his eyes—a sinister sea of obsidian—raked over my body in a raw undefined gaze had me gripping the sheets even tighter. It made me wish that the sheets would envelope me totally, swallow me whole and take me far away from the man whose eyes were set on me. It felt like I was bared to them even when I was fully clothed. His eyes were a sea that had not even an expression inside of them and when I thought I saw a switch inside of them for a second, i