Vampire Diaries Veins Eyes Novels & Stories

I nodded, “Why haven’t you eaten? There’s plenty of blood on campus.” The spell wore off and they both sat up and sipped another bag of blood as we talked. I have to admit, now that their color and eyes are back to normal, both vamps are gorgeous. A little skinnier than I like, but still gorgeous. Vince has short brown hair. His eyes are so dark they are almost black. He has weird tattoos on both of his forearms that I’m sure there is a story behind.

Unlike any other human gaze I had encountered, hers shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, reminiscent of stars sparkling upon a midnight canvas. Her natural eye color transcended the conventional hazel shade, revealing occasional flickers that had caught my attention on multiple occasions. Initially, I hadn't paid it much heed, dismissing it as a trivial peculiarity. However, now, as her eyes shimmered once more, I couldn't ignore it. Vampires' eye pupil tends to flicker to red when they are hungry for blood, agitated, desirous, or experiencing other intense sensations that could trigger a transformation. The crimson flicker of a vampire's pupils held a profound meaning.

I was feeling her warm breaths on my face and probably she was also feeling my breaths. How can she do that after being a vampire? She had green eyes and I hadn't seen any vampire with this color of eyes. Something was different in her. She was still looking into my eyes and her hand was on my mouth. However, she slowly moved her hand from the wall. My heart was beating very fast and I knew she could hear it.

She walks out of the room and I get up from my bed and walk to the bathroom. The first thing I saw was my face and I felt like I've risen from my own corpse, my cheeks have sunken too much, I've got dark bags under my eyes and my skin looks so pale and lifeless. And then my gaze moves to my left side of the neck, a huge patch of my skin has gone blue in color with purple spots and I see two holes in the center. This shit is agony! I sigh and carefully remove my clothes, my whole upper left side pains on even the slightest movement and look how easily these vampires drink and just forget what sin they did!

The vampire stands on the edge of the thirteenth floor, the spotlight below illuminating the contours, the shadows playing dynamically at the slightest movement. Dark hair in small strands descends just below the eyebrows. At the back of the head, slightly elongated. A sharp chin with powerful, well-defined cheekbones. Slightly sunken cheeks. The jaw muscles play under the skin, which is riddled with vertical depressions that sometimes appear on the face of a vampire. Pale, with small streaks, the skin around the eyes is much darker, gently changing tone, going down. Symmetrical eyebrows, at the base of the nose, form two vertical skin folds. The thin line of the lips is raised in a broken a

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

"A vampire." Diane huffs - the warmth in her body suddenly in a frenzy. The black veins in her neck spread over to her chest and both arms, her claw hardening. The black veins around her eyes reached her cheek to her forehead, too. She snarls lowly, saliva dripping from her canines and the side of her lips. The woman turned around slowly and came face-to-face with a man in a dark blue suit, his poise noticeable and his muscles bulging under his clothing. He stood proudly in an estimate of six-foot-three to six-foot-five.

She can't still pinpoint his category- newborn, master, or elite, other than that he is a vampire. She remembered her eyes before everything had gone black; they are the most beautiful ones she has come across. They are not dull brown or dark brown. It's a balance in between which can only be described as the color of honey. Honey brown that is so light she could see the specks in his eyes.

The vein on her neck moves as she chews the grape, and my eyes zone in as my fangs are now fully elongated. Lylah swallows the grape and realises she is being watched. She looks toward us, but her eyes focus on Becky’s hands wrapped around my arm. She then looks up, making eye contact with Becky and gives her a deathly glare. Only to then jump up off the seat when she looks at me. My eyes are black, my breathing is heavy, and my fangs are fully extended. She knows I’m becoming blood-crazed.

Lydia experienced a chilling shiver down herspine due to the teasing touch. Kayden halted at her mid thigh and clawed his hand there at the same time leaned in to bit right under her right breast. Lydia moaned with a half scream and gasp, which satisfied Kayden of his work. He lifted his head with a three golden slit pupils in his eyes in the place of one normal vampiric iris. However ydia was not afraid of him or questioned the change because the mate bond had already made her familiar of them.