Vampire Diaries Veins Eyes Novels & Stories

Soon though, their conversation was interrupted as both vampires turned to their left. A girl was coming towards them, she had deep blue hair, the colour so rich, it almost looked black. However it was clear it wasn't natural, the colour was slightly faded at her roots. She had piercing, pale blue eyes and sharp upward arched eyebrows. Her lips were pursed and tinted black with lipstick and her fangs stuck out lightly. Vampire.

“Oh. I didn’t realize Dacian and Cosasi Vampires have different types of eyes.” “Red for Cosasi, blue for Dacians.”

My heart crashes into my chest. All my attempts to break free, to stop him, are useless. He bites into my neck and a gush erupts from me. I sink to my knees, my vision spiraling. Three shadows surround me. I shrink back, thinking they are the vamps, but the eyes aren't red. They are blue, gray, and green- this doesn't make sense -both Lance and Amelia have brown eyes. The room spins again, bringing back the vamps and my two friends. A sensation like I'm being burned alive floods me and I scream.

The vampires. At least eight or nine that I could immediately identify. Each one more devastatingly beautiful than the last. One had midnight-black hair and molten silver eyes that seemed to pierce straight through flesh and bone. Another — tall, golden-haired Elias — wore a wicked, boyish grin that promised both pleasure and ruin. Seraphine, with her cascading fiery red hair and crimson lips, moved like living temptation incarnate. Viktor looked like a broad-shouldered warrior carved from marble, while Damien’s dark, smoldering intensity made my knees feel weak. They didn’t hide what they were.

In a way, it was almost as if we had just stepped back to another time, a time of elegance and glamour. Suddenly, a lovely brunette woman with breath-taking good looks strolled casually up to Lance-the same woman that was with him at the hospital, but now her hair was down, stretching halfway down her back. She wore a tight, short black dress that accentuated every curve on her body, and her dark eyeliner brought out her emerald green eyes. In fact, I noticed that all of the vampires had gorgeous green eyes. It must be a vampire trademark.

My eyes slowly moved from his chest toward his throat, and then they stopped. A thick blue vein was pulsing against the side of his neck. My mouth instantly filled with saliva. The hunger hit me so hard that my fingers tightened against the torn fabric of my dress. My senses suddenly became sharper, and I could hear his heartbeat clearly inside the quiet cabin. Thump. Thump. Thump. Each beat seemed louder than the one before it, and my eyes remained fixed on the vein in his neck as the smell of his blood reached me. My fangs pressed painfully against my gums while every part of my body screamed at me to move closer. I didn't want to hurt him, but my vampire side didn't care about what I want

"No, I wasn't delirious with pain! His venom is different. It's not like the vampire venom we trained with. When he bit me, I only felt slight pain around the veins on my neck before I became paralyzed and couldn't move any part of my body. Then I lost my ability to speak, followed by my sense of hearing... With what I saw of his face, I'm sure he is a pure-blooded Alpha, Thor. I saw his eyes, they were deep red just like yours." "Well, vampires also have deep red eyes. Depends on which creature's neck they've been sinking their fangs into for blood." "Yes, I know. But vampire's irises don't turn dark when they're angry or about to feed. They glint with silver. Believe me, I know what I'm ta

She saw that his pupils were dilated when he opened his eyes but when their gaze got locked, those pupils shrank back and his eyes resembled the icy glaciers in the depth of the ocean. "What?" She noticed how close she was because his hot minty breath caressed her chin. She inched back slightly. "C... Close your eyes," She sounded panicked and he instantly obliged. She let out her breath which she was holding. "I... I mean do vampires get thirsty seeing their blood?" She asked carefully, testing the waters while holding the cotton on the cut on his forehead. She waited for him to explode in anger or annoyance so she would poke his wound hard enough and make her escape.

I pushed the book slightly toward her and she, to my surprise, took it. Gwen opened the book and read the first page. “‘Vampire eyes can be a range of colors, including yellow, orange, and even green or blue. A vampire's eyes can change colors depending on their mood—red or yellow to symbolize anger, yellow or blue to indicate sadness, or green to signify peace.’” She stopped and looked up at me, angered. "Great. I knew it. Wendall wants to eat me, and Vicktor hates me." She closed the book and ran her fingers threw her hair.

She nods downwards, and it takes me quite a while to realize what she’s insinuating. I scoff silently, keeping my dark gaze on her face. “And what exactly do you see in my eyes, Seraphina?” “Desire,” she slurs, and it clicks in my head that the vodka was getting to her head now. “I see desire in them. Lazaro. De Luca.” She scoffs, a belch following almost immediately. “Well, if you want this,” she continues, pointing again at her pussy, “you would have to come get it yourself.” She laughs, sliding the curtain to the side and revealing her dusky-gold skin in its full glory.