Vampire Gaze Novels & Stories

He already knows what is wrong but he still needs to confirm. He studied the young woman's wounds. There are scratches around her arms and legs. Probably from the dragging by her predators. Jones is a vampire but after years of practicing self-control, he managed to make his senses devoid of any scent. If his guess was true, then this woman's blood wouldn't affect him no matter how addictive her blood is.

"Yes! Kill her, my bloodthirsty little servant!" "Give her to me!" She could only turn to stare up at Nicholas again, her vision blurring and distorting as her head continued to swim. Battling between reality and unconsciousness. The vampire simply stared her down. Gazing at her drained and almost lifeless expression. Hearing those sluggish and slowing heartbeats. Her wheezing breaths. There was so much blood pooling somewhere close by. He could feel the potent scent of it. Its mouthwatering aroma. He wanted to slurp it. Lick every last single drop of it. It smelled so incredibly delicious. Unlike anything he'd ever smelt before.

His beautiful dancer, he used his power to help her walk on the water of the pool where he stood, not wanting her to fall and wet her beautiful outfit. “But I wish to feel one last time before my change,” she said softly, looking deep into his eyes. He understood, even wanted her to have this last feeling, yet he would miss her until he couldn’t anymore, and then a gray existence for him and his people again, including her. As vampires, they felt nothing unless through a familiar. And she had been his for far too long. She had traveled this gray world of his, filling it with color, so much so he had thought she was his mate, but looking at those two colored eyes, he knew he had only been foo

Although she knew deep down that her motives were driven by a desire to intimately know this enigmatic vampire and validate his claims, she played her cards, hoping for an easy acceptance. Avery could sense the weight of the Mafia's gaze upon her, causing her cheeks to burn with embarrassment. Slowly, she turned to meet his penetrating stare. His eyes, like sparkling crystals, seemed hollow, as if longing to be filled. Her throat went dry as he inched closer, intensifying the racing of her heart. Her thoughts fixated on his lips, and she found herself captivated by his mesmerizing gaze. She could almost envision herself purring seductively at him.

But for now, I’ll just stand here, hope she’s coming soon, and cherish this quiet moment before I get to see her again. I looked up again, my eyes drifting across the sea of students milling around the school yard. That’s when I saw him. The vampire from the party. His gaze was fixed on me, unblinking, intense in a way that sent a chill down my spine. I will never forget the look on his face. Cold, calculating, and somehow... predatory. I felt my stomach tighten, every hair on my body standing on end. I averted my gaze, pretending I hadn’t noticed, and sat back down in my car. The world around me seemed to slow, the noise fading into the background. What the hell is his deal? The passenger's

Goosebumps spread across my skin as I remember the predatory look on their wolfish eyes. Xavier, with silver eyes had turned full pitch-black, I remember clearly. Leon, with his piercing blue eyes that stared into my depths, exploring every inch of me as he raked my body without a single touch. And finally, the most domineering entity of all. The unnamed man who appeared without even me noticing. It was like he’d never been there at all. And yet, when I lock my gaze into his eyes, he did something to my body. Wild, unstoppable energy as strong as electricity traveled deep into my core. His dark gaze alone, those bloody red eyes were almost animalistic, to some extent. It felt surreal, almost

My lips are clearly reflected in the pupils of his eyes. I press my palm into the silky material enveloping his whole being. Instead of being dissuaded he clasps his hands around mine and continues to edge his lips closer to mine. "Uriah-" I spew gracelessly. He leans back and narrows his eyes on me. His face is filled with confusion. "What about him?" His fingers slide across the top of my hand as he loosens his grip. A shaky breath enters my lungs as he takes a step away from me. I want nothing more but to escape his burning gaze.

I counted my words slowly and his gaze torched with anger. In fast motion, he used his vampire speed and groped me, pinning me against the trunk of a tree, his burning gaze pierced mine. He parted his lips about to say something but suddenly, he froze. His eyes glided from my dark gaze to my neck, shocked. But as quickly, that shocked gaze morphed into delight.

As he gave me that piercing sharp gaze with his gray eyes, I couldn't help but shudder— those gaze could kill. "Where's my brother?" "He's not with me, I'm all alone," Damon twitched his lips. He crossed his arm and said, "Then let's see …" He snapped his fingers and three voracious hungry vampires approached his direction, their eyes fixed at me. Their eyes glowed red and their teeth jolted out into huge fangs, as they got ready to feed on me.

My fangs elongated and I felt their tip on the bottom of my lip. I tried to look at anything but at my father, but his insistent stare calls my own. I met his stare with defiance. I wanted him to see that I was beyond pissed off with what was going on. His eyes were hard on me. His pupils not leaving my own and a small frown forming on his brow. It was like a silent command. He was trying to force me to feed on the girl, to follow my vampire instincts, and sink my teeth in her. With effort, I brought my eyes down to my feet. Only to realize with horror that the girl was standing up. With a few steps, she was before me, just a breath away from me. Her sweet perfume and the warmth of her skin