Supernatural Demon Eye Novels & Stories

I contemplated telling her about angels and demons for a moment. "There's more. Anyone with golden eyes are reapers. Anyone with yellow, black, red or an unearthly glowing green or blue eyes are demons. There are also angels with blue or brown eyes too. Until you learn how to tell the difference I can point it out to you, or Adam will." "Did you just say angels and demons?" She looked even more confused. I nodded. "Yes reapers aren't the only supernatural entities that live around us." She looked concerned. "Are they dangerous?" I shrugged.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

But it's her eyes—brilliant green orbs full of fire and unspoken strength that ensnare me. The vision shifts. A demon looms, a grotesque predator whose presence sends waves of fury through me. It targets her and an older woman, her mother perhaps. The demon's attack is merciless, scorching the older woman from the inside out, leaving her broken and lifeless. Another scene flashes before me: a man, her father, sleeping soundly as the same demon descends, its claws tearing through him with monstrous precision.

He didn't even made a blink or dared to opened his eyes but his jaws was appearing. He seemed like mad but he was only holding his temper. Damon wasn't contented to the little wound he did to his nephew but he begun to strike him again. This time he used his fire ball also to hit his eyes. It made a huge impact to Thamer who was still under the soul of his demons. He felt his eyes got struck by him so he quickly peeled it opened and like the power of cyclops, he shoot Damon with his eyes. Damon was save again and he used his spell to summoned his six demons under his black magic.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

He made a you’re-so-dead gesture with his hands across his neck and I knew now that I was so done with this class. “Because Victor, or perhaps Pauline as Leah has suggested, had plucked eyeballs with red eyes from a Lord, the highest ranking of demon, it proved that demons could not, after all, shape-shift because shape-shifters’ eyes turn full white when dispatched from the body and gain an irregular shape. This further proves our first point that demons kidnapped young girls by manipulation, trickery, bribery, and blackmail, like they deceived people. Those are four very important things to note, I’d advise you to jot…”

His sharp features and burning crimson eyes marked him as something more - a demon. A chill swept through me as understanding dawned. This was what the sacrifices had been for. This was what Andromeda had summoned. The demon’s gaze flicked toward me then, as though sensing my presence. His crimson eyes glowed faintly, his lips curling into a smile that promised nothing but ruin. I didn’t stop to think. I lunged into the fight.

How could a spirit be tortured? Rose groaned as she rolled over onto her back, smoke seeming to rise from her singed body. The demon just cackled as he watched them, the noise sounding like boulders grating against each other. His body was a deep red, almost as if it had been dipped in blood. His eyes were almost as dark as his body, with no whites to be seen, almost as if they flowed from his body straight to the pupils. He had pointy ears and two small horns in the middle of his slick scalp. His teeth were just as yellowed as Baltabek's, and his fingers and toes were scrawny claws that resembled small talons from a twisted bird. He wore no clothing, and just like Baltabek, seemed to have n

Battle after battle there was clearly being watched by many powerful demons, but not a single one of them stepped in to help, even as people died right before their eyes. BOOOOOMMM.. “Agh!” A female and male demon were flung aside by a single attack from the opposing demon faction. “You two are from Princess Mo Ju’er’s side, aren’t you? Hahahaha, what a pity. You two must die here!” said a massive demon with an entirely black body. This demon had blue eyes, unlike the others; such a difference in eye color was rare in the demon realm. Usually, it followed their parents’ eyes or a combination of both, creating a demon stronger than before.

Was eye color all that matters. “First of all, eye color. It is because to demons, eye color matter more than their life. It’s our symbol after our wings and horns,” explained Vetis. “In some part of hell when a demon challenge the other, destroying their eyes is considered a triumph and for the demons who has their eyes destroyed, it’s a punishment worse than death.” Belle hummed, looking down as she rummage for a small portrait that she had brought with her, handing it over toward Vetis, “Do you think she looks like this?”