Supernatural Demon Eye Novels & Stories

Cameron "Killer" Adrian is the cold, ruthless leader of the Highway Demons MC. Known for his brutality and a revolving door of meaningless flings, he's never known love... and isn’t sure he even can. But everything changes the night he crosses paths with the long lost daughter of his former boss.

Abandoned by her mother and betrayed by her one and only friend. Iasha is sold to a Demon Lord during an auction. As if the moon goddess didn't approve of her birth, she ran into the the Alpha of the BlueMoon pack who wanted her to be his slave by all means. Avarez Dunek is a two centuries old werewolf and the Alpha of the BlueMoon pack. The devil's reincarnation was the notorious name he was known for across the kingdom. He only had one secret in life but she just had to find out about it before anyone else could. He couldn't let her leave, she would either be a slave for him or die by his hands but it looked like fate had other plans for Iasha and Avarez. Would he be able to kill her like he had promised himself and go to the grave with his secret or could there be many truths to the surficial truth he believed he knew? " I could never bite a lowly slave like you and make my pack disappointed in me," Avarez told her but his gaze was still focused on those luscious lips, he had tried to look away countless times but everything led back to those lips... Iasha snorted and looked at him with contempt "You think I want to be mated to a mask-wearing commoner pretending to be an alpha of a pack,"

As Christmas drew near, my little sister claimed she’d seen Santa Claus in the house. “He had four legs, real long, like dead branches. He crawled on the floor like a dog. His mouth was full of teeth, and I saw him with my own eyes, climbing out of the chimney. His bones were making this clicking, clacking sound.” The Santa she described was nothing like the legends. My parents and I thought it was just her imagination. Until I posted about it online. A user named “NocturneNotes” insisted my sister wasn’t lying, and that the thing was dangerous. Panicked, I asked him what we should do. He gave me three rules: “On Christmas Eve, from 11:30 PM to 2:00 AM, the entire family must ‘sleep’ by the Christmas tree.” “You can’t actually fall asleep, or you’ll die in your sleep.” “No matter what you hear or feel, you absolutely cannot open your eyes or stop pretending to be asleep. Once it hits 2:00 AM, it will leave on its own.”

In the third year of her marriage, Natalie Spencer uncovers a devastating truth. Her blindness wasn't caused by a car accident. No, it was because her beloved husband, Jason Pereira, plotted to have her corneas removed and transplanted them into his first love. The only reason he married her in the first place was to save that other woman. The marriage Natalie once took pride in turns out to be nothing but a calculated lie. Crushed, she quietly begins planning her escape. Half a month later, she vanishes without warning. She leaves behind nothing but a signed divorce agreement and a jar of formaldehyde containing an undeveloped embryo. Those are her final gifts to Jason. He loses his mind searching for her, scouring the world in desperation. But when he finally finds her, she's no longer alone. There's another man by her side. Jason stands in front of her, eyes red with guilt and regret. "Natalie, I was wrong. Please don't leave me. Not like this." But the Natalie standing before him now is radiant and powerful—she's an internationally acclaimed artist and a woman reborn. She looks at the man she once loved and feels nothing. "Jason, I'm not that blind bat who used to live and breathe for you anymore." She turns and wraps her arms around the regal man beside her with a smile. "Someone's bothering your wife. Aren't you going to deal with him?" The man smiles back, leans in, and kisses her in front of everyone. "Of course. Whatever my wife says, goes."

Betrayed, framed, and thrown into a dungeon, Meliora Ashwylde has spent her life being treated like a curse—by her mother, her stepsister, and even her own husband. But the night she’s sentenced to bleed for a crime she didn’t commit, something awakens inside her… something powerful. On the run and moments from death, Meliora is saved by the one man her enemies fear—the cold, mysterious Lycan King…to her he's impossible to trust. But as he protects her, trains her, and uncovers the truth she was never meant to know, Meliora discovers she isn’t weak. She isn’t wolfless. She is Nyxshade—daughter of night and shadow. And she’s done being their victim.

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

Nadia, an illegitimate daughter of an alpha, was raised by her grandfather in the mountains. She was once an innocent and very kind lady, but everything turned upside down when her grandfather died in the hands of the person she helped back then. She vowed to herself that he will make him pay no matter what, that's why she built her own pack and later on made herself known across all packs as the infamous demoness alpha. Nothing could tame her wrath but death. Though despite her being ruthless, everyone knows she is fair. She has her own law of justice, and she vowed to never bend on anyone else's laws. But everything fell apart when Helion, the rogue she took in, betrayed her. She was proclaimed to be dead when she went missing. After four years, she went back but found that Helion is now leading the pack as the alpha. She joined the pack with another identity and with determination to bring Helion down and claim her rightful place. But what if it turns out that she is just blinded by her prejudices? Because all this time, she doesn't know that Helion has been doing things for her in the shadows…

Everyone whispers the name Alpha Kairo of the BloodClaw Pack. Silent. Ruthless. Marked by blood and fire. No one has seen his face. His red eyes haunt the night. Only his wolf, stalking shadows where danger sleeps. They say he slaughtered his own blood for power. Then I saw him. Not a ghost. Not a myth. But alive. Standing before me. And he didn’t kill me. Instead, he called me his mate. I’m Auren, half human and half wolf. I'm an Omega. Not strong enough to shift. Not docile enough to submit. Not “wolf” enough to belong. But I'm fierce, tough and stubborn. Kairo is my mate. A bond no one saw coming. A storm that’s about to tear everything apart. When his wolf crosses my path, nothing will ever be the same.

In the fifth year of my marriage to Jordan West, he cheats on me with a blind woman. She's young, pretty, and demure. Jordan scours the best hospitals in the country to treat her eyes. In the end, he fixes his gaze on me and tells me he wants me to donate my corneas to her. "They're just a pair of eyes, Hazel. Please help her. Can you really stand by and watch as she withers away?"

When I find out about that woman's existence, it turns out that they've been dating for a very long time. Simon Jensen protects her very well. Even though he's already attended banquets with her and has introduced her to all of his friends, I still have yet to see any of her photos. Heck, I don't even know her name. If it weren't for the fact that Simon was unable to resist that woman's coquettish pleading and brought her to the fashion show press conference as a brand investor, I'd probably remain in the dark forever. At this moment, I stare at Simon from far away, who's currently gazing at his lover standing on the runway. There's a hint of a gentle smile in his eyes. The camera flashes keep clicking. One of the reporters can't resist asking, "Mr. Jensen, are you a fan of Angela Stewart as well?" Simon never averts his gaze from Angela. He replies, "No. She's the love of my life." So, it turns out the cold and aloof Simon is capable of doting on a young woman to this degree. I spin the dull wedding ring around my ring finger subconsciously. That's when I realize how meaningless this marriage actually is.