Vampire Eyes Twilight Novels & Stories

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

I could feel the weight of centuries pressing down on her, the kind of presence that had watched kingdoms rise and fall, wars fought and forgotten. “And you,” she said, voice like ice on stone, turning toward me, “why are you here?” I took a deep breath. “Because… it has to be done. There’s no other way.” She studied me for long moments, and then her eyes flickered. A faint, almost imperceptible crimson glow. My heart jumped. I remembered Rowan had mentioned something before about vampire eyes—how they shifted. I realized I’d never truly seen it until now.

She replied as she sipped a bit of that sweet blood. Her sapphire blue eyes are full of color. In a heartbeat, it is now golden—as gold as an Egyptian pharaoh’s golden casket. “You see now, Romaine. You now know on how blood changes a vampire and werewolf’s eye colors into golden ones, much as when a person becomes greedy and her real attitude eventually unravels?” “What the hell are you talking about, Hemera?” Hemera bursted into a creepy giggle. Romaine was engulfed with goosebumps. She never heard her second-in-command eerily act like this before.

She wanted to say that she was not Viola and wanted to see that Man's face but for some reason, everything started getting blurry in front of her eyes. Within a couple of seconds, she again came to some other place where there was a lot of darkness and suddenly she heard screaming. On its own, the darkness began to fade away in front of her eyes and she saw many vampires who were killing men, women, and children. Another thing that came to her sight which is a woman who was fighting with a lot of vampires alone. That place was looking very disastrous, Elsa had never seen such a thing to date.

Sure they procreate, but it’s meaningless. Wolves were enemies to vampires and it’s stayed that way for years. He hated the grip this little wolf had on him but he needed to get her to safety. What he did..is unforgivable. He drank from her. She was so sweet and supple but almost taking her life crossed the line. His crimson eyes glanced down at her softened face. He was able to take in her symmetrical features much better than before. Her chest rose and fell slowly with each breath she took but her pulse remained faint. He needed to get her back to her home. They can help her there.

she asks, looking at me cocking her head slightly, observing my every movement. “Yes, history and philosophy,” I sigh, moving through one of the papers. I feel her mood instantly change. From the corner of my eye, I see her expression change to one of worry as she shifts uncomfortably in the seat opposite me. Something flashes in her eyes so quickly that I almost don’t see it. Fuck, fuck! is she what I think she is? A vampire’s eyes don’t change like that. Their eyes only change when they drink blood. Witch's eyes do change colour but only when casting a spell.

Maya pressed her thumb against her injured finger, trying to stanch the tiny bead of blood. "Just a paper cut," she murmured, looking up with a self-deprecating smile. "I swear, these old books are weapons—" The words died in her throat. Elena wasn't looking at the book. She was looking at Maya’s hand. The change in the vampire was instantaneous and terrifying. The soft, hazel rings of Elena's eyes violently bled away, swallowed up by a sudden, ink-like darkness until her irises were a bottomless, pitch black.

I passed the blood in her mouth and waited for her to wake. I ended up sleeping with her in my arms. In the morning I watched her sleeping form. I am reminded of the day we first met. She starts moving in my arms. I look at her as she opened her eyes. They were of the same brown colour as before. I am glad she remained the same Lara I have got used to only that she is now a vampire and she ages slowly compared to before. "Hey did you do it?" She asks as she looked into my eyes. Do what... What does she mean?

His eyes are very delighted as if very delicious food is in front of him. A loud scream come out of my throat and I suddenly close my eyes when he grabbed my shoulder and was ready to bite my neck. A few seconds had passed but I still couldn't feel the sharp fangs of the vampire on my skin so I open my eyes. And when I open my eyes I saw a pair of beautiful yet fierce eyes in front of me that was owned by the most handsome man that I have ever seen, I think. His cold and fierce yellowish eyes are a bit familiar to me but I don't remember when and where did I see them.