Vampire Red Eyes Novels & Stories

I shockingly saw that his stare had changed somehow. His eyes were a deep shade of brown, something that was wholly unusual within vampire aristocracy, especially for purebloods. It seemed that his uniqueness, something that seemed to cater to purebloods, was that he was just plain. Yet, he was somehow the most gorgeous thing you would have the pleasure of laying your eyes on. A knowing smile spread across his lips, and I cursed him again, understanding he must have read my thoughts across my traitorous face. "Are you not even going to say thanks?"

Soren and Victor are looking at me intently, shocked by what I've said. "Red eyes aren't natural, even for us vampires. It's usually because Thirst and Madness are too close to the surface." Victor began to explain. "I think I found my balance when I met you." Soren looked at me and blinked, which made me give a low chuckle. "Soren has almost always had red eyes because he can control himself very well... This is also seen as Status in vampire society because he who can have red eyes and remain in a perfect state of consciousness is seen as balanced and powerful." Victor continued his explanation.

She rolls her eyes and starts again, her head snapping up. “You’re 123 years old?” “I guess I am, technically. That guy, I don’t know, based on the colour of his eyes I’d say he’s older than me. Most vampires have normal-looking eyes but the older they get, the more their irises turn red, and then slowly silver. That guy’s whole eye was silver.” She nods, trying to examine Alaric’s eyes; she can’t see any signs of him aging at all. She tries forcing herself to see something, even just one line spoiling his pale complexion, but there’s nothing.

Hayley dared to look back, only to meet the vampire's red eyes as he hid in the bushes. She quickly looked back around, her heart beating faster. She only heard about the vampire and never met them. And now that she had met one, she was lucky to still be alive. "That vampire, his eyes were red. Only vampires that drink from the vein have red eyes." Carrie said, mostly to herself as she shivered and walked on. (The others with blue eyes were the self-righteous ones, only drinking from blood bags or animals.) There was a sound that caused the two to lose their wits and start running again. They didn't stop running until they reached the closest house in the pack.

Black tendrils ripple below the surface of his skin across his face, adding to the eerie look of him with his blood red eyes and blood covering his face. Without waiting for a reply, Lucern turns away from me, pouncing on the next unsuspecting soldier and ripping their throat out with his fangs, a gleeful look plastered on his face as the blood flows down his face. ‘That is one scary Vampire.’ Kenji’ voice through my mind draws my attention back to where he stands to my right. ‘You have no idea.’ I tell him before sweeping my eyes around in search of any threats that slip by Lucern, Remiel, or Morgana.

He was taken aback by either my question or gesture, and he smiled again. "I promise.. my little omega.. my love.." They both whisper while staring at me. Vlad's eyes glimmer with dark red eyes, as if a combination of their combined hues. In the next split second, it reverted back to his mixed red ones. Either they flicker each time he breathes, or the inner circle is Lucifer's eyes while the other is Vlad's.

maybe more than just a 'little' revealing. "That's how the vampires dress," Teo told me, and I nodded, still admiring my new looks. I had golden curls now; some extensions also had to be added so my hair was longer; and then the light red contact lenses. Teo explained to me that those vampires with darker red eyes were the more powerful ones, and as newborns, the color was a lighter shade of red. The tall stranger also admired his work, but I was worried how eo could talk about vampires right in front of the clueless man.

I burned his jacket and patch just to fuck with him earlier, but he showed no emotion even though I know it’s the highest disrespect for a biker club member. He looks up at me with blood-red eyes, and a chill shoots up my spine. The eyes of a vampire aren’t that different from an Alpha werewolf or Lycan, except where only the irises of those beasts turn red, a vampire’s entire eye, even the white, turns red. Some of these fuckers have the whites of their eyes turn black with only their irises red. We still don’t know what that could mean, though. “What makes you think that I don’t welcome death, hunter?” He laughs and shakes his head. “Unlike you scum, I have loyalty to my maker and Presiden

His bones within him suddenly started quavering. This had always been his terror, his fear! It was the face that tortured his mind in for seven years! It was 'the vampire’ himself! His head was bald and the fair skin upon it tattooed with a 3D image of a viper with a tail which ran with branches straight into his eyes . His eyes were red. One could visibly see red clumps of blood in it , and red arteries forming a chain from his faint blue Iris to the extremes of his eyes. His lashes were full and scattered. Dark as black.

I can't see the face of the person who is holding, leave the face I can't see anything right now. I didn't utter a word. I feel my heart hammering hard against my chest. Just then the iron grip around my arm loses and the person leaves my mouth. As soon as my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I saw a shining pair of red eyes. Shit, a pure-blooded vampire. Should I run? Or should I say something? 'Stay quiet, red eyes are hard to deal with!' I want to look away but it feels like the red eyes are sustaining me.