Through The Eyes Of A Killer Novels & Stories

His lifeless eyes, his severed head, his half chewed face…I look at everything and I know it instantly that this is going to haunt me for the rest of my life. ‘ Turn around and come back. ’ Cain forces his way in my mind and I shake my head, looking back to find his huge black wolf fighting the remaining hunters who refuse to retreat. His red glowing eyes meet my own for a moment and I completely make it out of the hazy state. I detach my eyes from his red glowing eyes and look at the bodies piled up in my way. The severed arms, chewed flesh, detached limbs and heads, blood flowing like an untamed river and seeping into the ground…My feet grow weak when I look at the massacre I have caused.

She felt her stupid heart flutter as the light caught his ebony curls, turning it to burnished gold, his green orbs twinkling with delight as he practically charmed the socks of his latest prey. Suddenly, as if feeling her gaze on him, his eyes snapped to hers, their gazes meeting. Marco Vitale's gorgeous eyes, usually alight with cunning, darkened with genuine hunger as he caught sight of her. He bit his lip and immediately flame licked down her spine. Dismissing his quarry like a child would their toy, he moved through the throng of guests – politicians, businessmen, and the shadowed figures that comprised their world – with a predator's grace, his focus solely on her.

I murmur, gazing at my image in the mirror. The girl gazing at me appears to be unfamiliar. Her hair is untidy, her lips are a bit puffy from yesterday's kiss, and her eyes-oh, her eyes-carry an overwhelming mix of feelings. I tightly shut my eyes, taking a deep breath. This is not love. It isn't possible. How could I be attracted to a killer? Raymond is perilous, merciless. I have witnessed him inflict pain on men without flinching. I have listened to their cries resonating within the mansion, pleading for compassion that will never arrive.

I'm with Jae today, and we are watching the movie Blind Eyes written by itsmeblackSG. It's bizarre because the protagonist is so beautiful, and then she is the one to be feared in the Underground World, even in the Mafia World. She is also considered an assassin. I idolize her, especially when her eyes turn gray, especially when she gets furious. And Allen and Katana are thrilled. They have chemistry. Ayeeee! "How's the movie?" Jae suddenly asked me.

My voice was calm now. ‘But you’re vision said..’, I cut him short very quickly. ‘My vision showed me the hoodie of the killer not the face of the killer, it could be anyone that day who was wearing that hoodie’, I said. ‘He is lying to you, he said that to gain your trust, to deceive you’, I said. ‘You are just refusing to see the truth’, I said laughing. ‘You just don’t wanna see the truth because you are blinded by a lie’. I said.

Patience is one of my key qualities so I'm not anxious either. I level my gun against his head and wait for him to turn around and see me. Yes, that's my fifth rule on Killer101. Always look your target in the eyes before taking them out. I need to sear his face into my memory, because if not I'll feel like a coward. If possible, he should even get a chance to fight me, but if he's not skilled enough, I won't give him the luxury and it won't last long. I start getting a little frustrated, seeing that he instead starts scrolling through his phone after plopping on his bed. His level of awareness is below zero. How can someone so careless survive in a world like this?

I still don’t know why I find Elliot cute. “Elliot, what did you see?!” Zarion hissed as Elliot’s eyes shut, white sightless eyes beamed at us. His body was shaking so badly that I felt guilty for coming here. His mouth fell open, and a couple of seconds later, he was now muttering words I couldn’t understand. Words that I don’t understand. “A tragedy. A war. I could see it coming. The moment my eyes laid on her, I saw a glimpse of it. All of it. I thought I was just mistaken, but no…” “You still have time to go back to your place.” Elliot’s eyes bored through me, making my hair rose. “You are a human, right?”

I couldn’t help but laugh at his foolishness as I’ve never seen a dumb hitman as him. “I’ll kill you… if you come any closer” he picked his tools up and started walking in my direction. I could see it that he was aiming for my eyes and I don’t know if my cells have the ability to heal such an enormous wound. I don’t know what was happening in this house but every day I was going through some pain or the other, he was hurting me on purpose while I went back towards my, ‘sorrow corner’. He came laughing in my direction, and I started shouting with all my might. I knew I would prefer being a dead body than to walk around with one eye. This is the only thing I have of my mother and I don’t want

Closing my eyes, I then think back to the night that I had seen him feeding from that woman and they were the same eyes as Tristan too. But then I think back to when I watched him drain the life from Asher, a nightmare that played over in my head for almost a year, and I freeze as my heart begins to race as I remember that night and those killer eyes that stared at me with darkness in them. Tyler at that moment turned and looked at me, and I stared into his eyes as if they had changed from just moments ago. The eyes now staring back at me were as cold as the night that I last remembered staring in them, and I knew that it had been him that had killed Asher.

MAVERICK I came awake with a terrifying start. I had a dream where someone was killing my parents right before my very eyes, and I was too powerless to stop them. The killer stood over their corpses, and turned to me at last. She had blood red eyes, and a wide smile that made her look like a crazed, deranged lunatic. She came for me with her hands outstretched, claws ready to sink into my flesh and snuff the life out of me.