The Devil's Eyes Novels & Stories

' Elian cried out, voice cracking as he twisted toward the sound, arms outstretched into the mist. But the pull reversed, yanking him backward with brutal force. A grip clamped around his throat—iron fingers digging in, crushing his windpipe. Air fled his lungs in a choked gasp. He spun, vision blurring, to face his tormentor. The wolf was gone, dissolved into swirling shadows that reformed into the devil's leering form. Towering and grotesque, with curling horns and leathery wings half-unfurled, the fiend's crimson eyes gleamed with sadistic delight. An evil grin split its fanged maw, revealing rows of needle-sharp teeth. 'Did you think it would be so easy, little bride?' the devil hissed,

My eyes swirled. Valentine's lips captured mine, pushing back the puke trying to reel out of my mouth. "Eat Daredevil. You need it to get strength,” He moaned in my mouth. He fed me. I ate a little and couldn't eat more. His hands snaked to my back. I felt my zipper running down. The hair at the back of my neck rose at its ends.

“ I'm the devil from hell that's why my eyes are red ” The devil from hell ? Was she hearing things right ? Lucifer ? Red eyes ? Gust of wind ? Powers ? The devil from hell ? Skyler joined all things together and that explains everything. The devil was standing right in front of her ?

My drunk brain takes one look at this scene and declares, with absolute certainty— “Why the hell did no one ever say the devil had pink fucking eyes?”

Then, he looked into the distance on the horizon. Maxime’s pupils began to turn red at this point. Patterns that resembled the eight trigrams condensed vaguely in his eyes, which appeared to be quite magical. “What did you see?” Spartacus’ voice sounded in the air again, with a hint of urgency in his tone this time. “The Devil’s Eye! The grass would wither for hundreds of miles, strange occurrences with the Devil’s eyes would emerge, and the road to enter Helsby Mountain would be blocked,” Maxime replied.

Countless seals formed out of mystic arts swirled around his body. He could distinctly hear the Devil's heavy breathing. Similarly, he could sense the terrifying Devil Qi coming from the Devil. He couldn't help feeling a deep fear. Why was such a ghastly devil imprisoned under the Mystic Cyan Mountain? It was at this moment that the Devil suddenly opened his eyes. His blood-red eyes emanated frighteningly cold glints. "Have you returned…?" Xiao Chen was alarmed. The Devil was using the lingua franca of thousands of years ago. Suddenly, his surroundings began to blur until it shattered entirely. Xiao Chen had broken away from the mysterious sensation of Unity of Nature and Human. His eyelids

ELIANA The eyes are keys to the soul… or so they say. His soul was an abyss. Dark. Cold. Hollow. A wormhole that sucked you in. His eyes were a beautiful abyss. I’ve never been drawn to a man and I’ve seen a handful of men but all of them, compared to him, were like pebbles amongst a gemstone. The devil wears Armani. He was that devil and my fate was sealed the moment I was dragged into this room and locked eyes with him.

The wine falls were overflowed with many people, while Dev was speaking to himself, “Why can’t I take my thoughts away from those eyes? It’s evil but exotic. Those eyes were more intoxicating than wines. I came across thousands but those were casting some spells on me. If I ever tell this about anyone, they would laugh at me. But my heart longs to look at those eyes one more time and it is ordering my mind to reach the place where the eyes were. Should I be here? But I have already arrived, why can’t i see her. No... I will not be captivated by those eyes. She got something powerful in her eyes. Let me take a final look at those eyes and I going to delete them from my mind.” Dev realizes tha

" The man let out a sigh. The Devil shifted his gaze back to her and made direct eye contact with her. Lanaya had come to a complete halt. Her chin was held between his fingertip and thumb as he drew closer. No matter what happens, "You won't die." The Devil's command was brutal, lethal, and scary. The look in his eyes was so horrible that she had to go before he could see into her soul. Tears welled up beneath her eyelids as she tightened her grasp on her chin. As she continued to stare at him, his gaze drifted to something out of her peripheral vision. He left the grip on her chin and straightened up entirely. There is a good chance we will spend a long time in the operating room with her.

The Bastard Devil was on the brink of transformation. It once been a Bloody Eye, that at the time passed, becoming a young man who looks like a snow in white. He was also cold, vicius-looking, yet every woman who lead their eyes at him would fall for sure. His good looks seemed his threatening aura to be his charm, every woman who admire good-looking young man sure to never resist the temptation. And that's would be their bloody end. This young man that was a Devil never love, he has a deep hatred to living people of this world. So how could he love someone raised in this place? He wouldn't do such a thing so he only killed his way to his revenge.