The Devil's Eyes Novels & Stories

My jaw slackening could not be helped, I had the most strikingly, unbelievably gorgeous men in all realms and universes standing right in front of me, fighting over me. My eyes briefly went to the Devil and I gulped uneasily. I was not expecting him to have such a powerful effect on me, but in those seconds I held eye contact, my mental anguish and angst tripled in intensity. Since the night I provoked the Devil beast out of him, I had not seen his eyes look so frightening. There was an unnerving darkness and sterness saturated in his vehement, soulless silver- blue eyes that made him even more minacious than he normally is.

Yes, she can see him angry but not the change in his eye color. He didn’t even transform, so the rumor was true. The ruthless Alpha King of The Blue Moon pack has the devil’s eyes. He was more dangerous and superior with his bloodshot, raging eyes. “Y-Your... eyes. . .” Emily uttered, trembling. “So, the rumor is true,” Emily added, couldn’t believe what she was seeing. “Yes, it’s true. The rumors were true, Emily,” he answered nonchalantly. “I have the devil’s eyes that everyone fears.”

He immediately felt a pressure surging from all directions. Before Caspian could react, the muddy swamp-like ground suddenly cracked open. The crack kept expanding. The next moment, it turned into a blood-red eyeball and glared at Caspian. The area covered by the eyeball was more than 100,000 miles, and it was covered with the wriggling blood of a python. It looked ferocious and horrible to the extreme. It was no exaggeration to call it the Eye of the Devil King. Being stared at by this eye, Caspian found that all his flesh and blood seemed to have solidified and could not move anymore.

At this moment, the demon eye in the drawing suddenly moved its pupil towards her. Edward's first drawing after making a deal with the devil was the demon eye he met in his dream. It was the scary realistic paintings. The blood veins in the eye were also carefully sketched. Its sudden movement frightened Mrs. Dieter. The lights in the room flashed one after another and the whole space fell into a terrifying darkness.

' 𝑫𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒖𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓

The devil has a way, his eyes had nothing but I knew behind those pools of nothingness were thousands of emotions he masks. "And you," his attention directed to the asshole who ordered to undress me. He was shivering under his lethal gaze, I stood next to him. "I'll take the lead," For the first time I felt like I'm not alone in this I have an ally. Our eyes locked and I saw something in those blue pools but it passed like a shadow before I could see it.

The boy did not hear me, I tapped more like tried to tap his shoulder but my hands just passed through his body. I was shocked, that could only mean one thing, this boy is dead, I raised my voice and started yelling. " This boy is dead, you people should gateway from him, dead people are dangerous." " You are the dead one hear miss!" I turned at the sound of the voice that has been hunting me since day before. Only to meet a pair of mesmerizing green eyes. I stared at the beautiful eyes longer than innocent look. " I am glad you liked what you see." He said bringing me out of my trans.

The devil spoke with a mocking tone, "My beautiful visitors, I think you were dying to see me. Now I’m here, but I was in the middle of something. I suppose I’ll have to finish it in front of you." With that, the devil lifted the barely conscious woman, preparing to deliver a fatal blow. Zack sprang into action, using all the strength he could muster to punch the devil. At the same time, Petra threw a knife-like device at the devil’s arm. This device, crafted by the Angels of the Burning Sun’s science tech team, had the power to break bones in ordinary humans. However, it only managed to scratch the devil slightly, though it was enough to make him release the woman.

If I want to have a baby, I can have it with anyone, not her; the child born to her is not known as a ghost or a demon. I shivered at Vincent's callous words; I stared at him in fear without blinking. "Is that the word of a human?" Vincent smirked, his whole body covered in ice. "You always call me the devil, don't you?" I turned my head and saw Aboli with his eyes closed, his whole body drooping like a lamp that had run out of oil. My mind went blank, I didn't even think about it, so I rushed to bite Vincent's toned arm hard. Not only did I bite, but I also tried to chew it like it was my food.

The limo door opened into a blur of light, music, and masked faces. Ayla stepped out onto the cobbled drive of the Serrano estate, her heels clicking softly against stone polished to a mirror finish. Above her, chandeliers flickered beneath a vast glass dome, casting broken stars across the arriving guests. Everything reeked of power and decadence. Her mask — crafted in deep black velvet, lined with silver embroidery — clung to her face like second skin. Lucian’s note had come with a final line: “The devil doesn’t wear horns. He wears charm. Find his weakness.”