11 Eyes Novels & Stories

“You, beast! I’m taking everything I own from now on. Do you understand?” Sean just stared at me without saying a single word. Glints of pain flickered in his eyes, but I was already numb to his fake intentions. Note: unedited

she said softly. “Lynx’s eyes,” assumed Hayden eagerly. “No,” she said sadly. Hayden’s face fell. “Describe them,” said Sprout. “The eyes? The whites of the eyes were bloodshot…,” she said, pausing. “And the eyes themselves?” Hayden prompted with another gentle shake of her shoulders. “They were black,” she said. “Dark brown, you mean?” he assumed. “No, completely black. The deepest colour I’ve ever seen. I’m certain,” she said.

He whispered. A lump created in my throat which I swallowed thinking of his next move. His perfect features glistened under the moonlight which was illuminating from the window. I bet, God has created him in more than ten years, he was a beautiful painting where every part was being filled with a proper number of colours prudently. So perfect that every part was made with a big focus, leaving no scope for reduction. His tanned skin looks brighter than the moon. The mauvish crimson-coloured eyes widened looking at my tense silhouette. His orbs were having different colours at each depth, the liquid golden pupil was dilated showing an enormous depth like it has no end. The iris was having two

“The one that caused the explosion and almost killed my mate,” Lee said with a smile, the smile was dominating. “I am back and better than before,” he said, then they all saw him rip the chains off the wall. “Babe, what are you doing the chains are silver, they will damage you,” Jena said rushing towards him but stopping when she saw his eyes. The ball of the eyes was red, the iris was royal blue and the center was black. The black looked like it can suck anyone into the depths of hell.

You look like you want to escape through the window," I ask, rolling my eyes at his face as I point to the screen. "What time is it?" "Ten past ten." He sighs deeply, as if waiting for something. His pupils are still dilated and his dark gaze seems to capture every detail of the room, including mine, while still containing an instinct that seems wild. "Would you like me to get you something to drink?" "I don't know... maybe another soda," I hesitate, taking the last sip. "No... I mean some wine. It's very light, we still have a couple of hours," he interrupts me, looking at his watch, which I didn't even know he was wearing.

If there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that malice beats out serenity every time. I slowly turn around, a cold chill creeping down my spine as the tree line in front of us is bathed in complete darkness, but within the darkness, I see the eyes. Glowing purple eyes all massed together, slowly progressing forward. There have to be tens of thousands of them if not more. I suck in a deep breath when slowly stepping out from the blanket of darkness, is a face I haven’t seen in thirty-thousand years and yet it feels like only yesterday. His eyes are glowing a deeper, brighter purple than all the eyes around him, and his thin black beard and goatee match his shoulder-length hair, both as pitch-bla

Let me enjoy this for just ten more seconds, I think, closing my eyes. Ten... Nine... Eight... Sev.........

“...just breath with me. In and out. Inhale. Exhale. Slowly. Focus on my eyes and only my eyes and don’t think about anything else." Brandon. I do as I’m told and it’s starting to get better because now I finally see his eyes. That eye. Are they even real eyes? I know they’re dark brown because I’ve seen them before but in this light, they are golden green-like even though it’s impossible. They are so fascinating that all I can do is stare.

She was determined to make her fashion show a success, not just for herself but for all those who believed in her. Nora's eyes flickered open, the harsh glare of her laptop screen momentarily blinding her. As her vision adjusted, she noticed the time displayed on the screen – 4:37 AM. The sound of her buzzing phone had startled her awake, and she groggily reached for it, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.