Vampires With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

"Then from behind me, I heard a voice. I became so afraid because I knew it was a rogue. Turning, my guess was right. He had green eyes and he was really pale looking," "A descendant of Voldemort," Kayla gasped. "I thought they were cursed?" Melodie whispered. "They were locked up somewhere and cursed not to roam the earth again. Are you sure he had green eyes?" Heyli nodded. "Rogues have green eyes," Kayla shook her head. "No, cursed vampires from the Voldemort family do." "Was he the one who infected you?"

She has gone on a killing spree, killing any vampire or rogue that crosses her way, and it’s not even a normal type of killing. She spilled their guts out, literally. Her murder is gruesome and you can’t even tell who the person is. Their skin shredded and even their face was no longer a face. I tried to get her to stop, but the way she looked at me, her eyes were blank. They held no light, no soul, no warmth. I felt like I was staring into a dead person’s eyes. Her eyes are not even the beautiful purple eyes I love so much. Her eyes are a blue mixed with purple with a perk of gold and they are the worst combination ever. The entire kingdom has been silent. Everyone knows she is not in contr

assistant"> Seeing blood instead of tears flowing from a vampire's eyes left Jane in shock. She had always wondered whether a vampire could ever cry. Ever since learning of their existence, they had always seemed like creatures incapable of shedding tears, as though sadness never manifested the same way it did for humans. Yet somehow, it seemed they could cry after all. Not with ordinary tears though, but with thick crimson blood that slowly streaked down their cheeks. Somehow, the sight looked even more heartbreaking than actual tears, making it difficult for her to look away.

I can't see any blood other than the wolf's blood but I can smell vampire blood, I look around trying to find any sign when the smell of eucalyptus and peppermint hits me hard, Nova is going crazy screaming one word over and over "MATE!!!" I turn, looking around the clearing for the source of the alluring smell, until my eyes fall on the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. he is at least a foot taller than me, dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes. He is in a black polo shirt, black pants and boots, he is quite intimidating especially when he is just standing there staring.

You'll find out soon enough. I was staring at the lightest shade of azure eyes I'd ever seen. No, not azure. Not even close. It was a combination of grey and blue that blended and melded into each other. Bluish-grey orbs that looked devoid of life and should have been all sorts of wrong but seemed to want to suck me into them. My eyes traveled up to his messy dark hair and then down to his pointed nose and my God, those lips. It's bad enough that a vampire is standing in front of you and still breathing and yet you are thinking of rutting with him.

Rafael remarked, and they all began walking away, leaving me, Bryan, and Rafael in the room. When I sighed, Rafael turned his attention towards me. "Astrid, are you okay?" he asked. "I am," I said. "I know something is bothering you; please tell me," he said as he took my hands in his. Considering the worst that could happen, I asked the first thing that came to mind. "Is it normal for vampires to change their eye color depending on their mood?" "Yes, we all have that depending on our moods, and each hue has its own meaning," he stated.

Soren, Nadia, my father and my brothers stare at me, and I look up at Soren and Nadia and notice they both have brown eyes. ‘Why aren’t your eyes red? That night when I saw you when you attacked us. Your eyes were red, like blood,’ I yell. My breathing intensifies as I fight these urges and feelings and have the memories of that night flash through my mind. I’m sweating, and I feel like I can’t breathe. ‘That’s because it wasn’t us. Vampires don’t have red eyes. We have the same coloured eyes as any other human,’ Soren says. ‘You both said your names are Soren and Nadia, but this note is signed by a Lord Talon. Why isn’t he here conducting this meeting?’ My father asks.

All she knew was that one moment, all five Feral Vampires were looming over her, and the next, they had scattered. Sofia managed to roll over and pushed herself up, even though the world was spinning so violently it was hard to tell which way was up. She found herself face-to-face with the leader, his pale blue irises slightly out of alignment, a sight that shocked her until she realized they were contacts. His real eyes were an even more unbelievable crimson beneath them. His eyes were wide and unblinking, but there was no light in them. She realized his neck was folded at an unnatural angle, one hand beneath him as if he had tried to catch his fall.

“Her type of blood holds a lot of power, and sometimes it’s too strong for the host to hold. The elements combined and overthrow the host, creating this luminescent blue around the eye, and if not stopped soon, the elements can completely consume her." I stilled at her words and recalled some of my father's favorite stories to tell when I was a child. He would speak about the demonic bloodline of bluebloods that had a blue ring rimming their eyes. He said their violence was unmatched.. He was speaking about a person that was lost within themselves, not a Blueblood in control. Raven isnt and never will be one of them. I looked back towards Raven and found her with eyes locked on Jasmine down

“I won’t do it again. I really didn’t realize it until you mentioned it.” He finally opened his eyes and looked at her. “Your eyes changed, though. For a second or so, it was red instead of your normal eye color.” “Red?” Well, damn. They stared at each other for a while as they digested that. “I can’t be…” She couldn’t say it. An existence considered to be undesirable and a threat? She knows about it. “A hybrid.” Conrad still said it aloud. “Your real father could’ve been a vampire.” At least, from the information they know about them, it would fit. Vampires can temporarily control the minds of their prey. And their eyes are scarlet, the color of blood which they drink to survive.