Vampire Gaze Novels & Stories

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

“I'll get a Vampire Poison, visit his home, and raise a false alarm about knowing about their precious Lilia, he will come over and I want you to use the opportunity to get closer to him. I would have said poison his drink or meal but we both know that Raven is not stupid.” “So…so what do I do then, kiss him?” She chuckled at my words and shook her head. “No, you're going to stare at him straight in the eyes. Nothing fucking works on the vampire skin or drink or any bullshit. It's the sun and the power from the eyes or poisonous blood. I'll give you a contact lens with dark powers, the moment you look deeply into his Irises, his power buds will weaken and destroy him to death.” She explained

So, what was the vamp planning to do? She remained motionless within the bar's entryway. As her gaze shifted to the left, her long blond hair tumbled behind her. To the left. Huh. She appeared to be on the lookout for someone—or something. The only thing she'd find in this environment was a pack eager to tear her apart. These days, vampires and wolves weren't exactly getting along. Or on any given day. She should be aware of this. But then her eyes shifted away from him. I whizzed by and then returned. Her blue eyes, sparkling with the strength of a vampire, drew his attention. She locked her gaze on him, and Jace couldn't take his gaze away. Is this a vampire's compulsion trick?

But despite the numerous eyes, there was the feeling of a particular person’s gaze that followed me, almost penetrating, boring holes into me, I couldn’t shake off the feeling of the eyes following me, though I kept a blank expression, avoiding and shaking it off. His gaze was as cold as their vampire skin, and his face bare of any emotion, a look befitting of the category of the Vampire King, and if I wasn’t the one in his arms, even I would’ve been intimidated by this aura that he possesses and sends off in waves. It was dominating, commanding everyone within vicinity below him, like a man that knew his position and owned it.

Chapter 5 Amber was washing her face in the bathroom when she felt her power. It was heat that radiated through her system anytime she met another vampire and again after killing them. This time, it was delayed, maybe because she hadn’t fought one in so long. Over 10 years when she was living here before and had her last run in. It was high, and it helped her heal faster and energize her. She almost forgot how it felt. Almost! She decides to jump in the shower to rid herself of the existing residue left by the other vampire. The hot water from the shower always felt welcoming and soothing. Then she felt it again. This time, the power was different and like a vibration. Her whole body glowed

came his commanding tone, She looked up to him, his eyes have turned darkest shade, his intense vampire-like gaze sent a shiver down her spine, he walked towards him like a lost puppy those eyes were making her weak She stood in front of him, without any warning placed his rough lips on her plump lips and devour each corner of her lips without showing any mercy on her, sucked her blood,

My eyes drifted to the woman and saw her blazing red eyes staring at Jaxon intently. "What are you doing to him?! Stop it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. I remembered Carter had told me that vampires who were born and didn't undergo transition can acquire unique abilities. And what this woman was doing must be her ability. "Why would I? I am enjoying this," the woman said evilly. Tears formed in my eyes as I witnessed how Jaxon kept on shrieking in pain.