Albert Wesker Eyes Novels & Stories

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Tobias, Elaine, Lunaya, all of our fighters growled and moved in closer, ready to attack. “Stop, stop” I screamed at them all and waved them back away. I whipped around to the man on the ground. He was staring up at me with so much fear on his face. His blond hair had a tinge of red through it. His pale skin was dirty and covered in bloody grazes and fresh bruises. He was thin, strong looking, but still quite slim. Above all, he had the most haunting blue eyes. Gunner’s eyes are like pools of crystal blue water, this Weres eyes however were so clear and so blue I imagine I could see my reflection clearly in his iris. I was caught in place, struck by the brilliance of his eyes. I blinked a fe

NADIA. "Don’t worry, Luna. It’s an ally Alpha. We’re not in danger." Tristan spoke, a smirk forming on his lips as he nodded his head in my direction. But before he could even finish his words, the big, black wolf shifted in front of us, revealing a very naked Alpha Aeon. My eyes widened, my gaze focusing on his face as he strode forward toward us. His eyes were dilating into black as he stared at the female crouching on the ground a few feet away from me.

Sebastian slurred and then clicked his tongue. "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but I do not enjoy working," Alice remarked, glatkng up at him through her long lashes. Alice closed her eyes, expecting him to hit her once again but after a minute of closing her eyes, she felt nothing but a touch on her eyelashes. Alice's eyes immediately flew open and she was shocked by the intensity of the gaze before her. His orbs were a deep shade of brown that almost looked black. They were bright but there was something about those orbs that made Alice want to bring him into her arms and hug him tightly. Seeing where her train of thoughts was heading to, Alice was shocked as she immediately tried r

"Please don't leave me. Please. I can't... I can't do this without you." His thick, dark eyelashes twitched against his right eye. Then, as though summoning every remaining fragment of strength, he forced his eyes open. The bright, terrifying gold of his Alpha gaze had vanished entirely, replaced by a dull, unfocused amber that struggled to find me. Yet the moment his vision settled on my face, a tiny smile touched his bloodied mouth.

Wolves are generally submissive to their Alpha. But mom was adamant on not shifting when she saw Ares’s red eyes. You see – red eyes aren’t normal for a wolf. They have black eyes once the wolf pushes forward. The only other person that has seen them is our Luna Grace. Yes - the mom of those shit stains. In the beginning, when I wasn’t so skilled at controlling my wolf yet, she saw my eyes flash when I was being bullied and couldn’t control Ares for a split second.

While most wolves, even those who can shift, have eyes that range from brown to black depending on the dominant traits of their wolf, higher ranks display unique hues. Betas are marked by light gray eyes, with rare instances of deep, dark blue. Gammas have light brown eyes touched with flecks of gold, reflecting their steadfast loyalty and strength. Chief warriors stand out with their regular eye colors streaked with bronze, a testament to their battlefield prowess and leadership. But alpha wolves are in a league of their own. Their eyes shimmer with silver, a symbol of their authority and connection to the pack. In exceptionally rare cases, an alpha’s eyes can appear gray with silver or blu

Alex stepped forward and brought his hands to rest on either side of my face; his warm breath tickled my skin, so close, our noses almost touched. “Look at me,” Alex commanded. I obeyed and saw that his irises were glowing silvery white. My startled gasp skipped in my throat, wondering how it was possible. Lucas dropped his hand, allowing me a moment to breathe. “Your eyes . . . what’s wrong with them?” I stammered. I flicked my gaze around and discovered that Lucas’s eyes seemed different too. His were the same color as smoldering embers, wild and intense. Either they were wearing some fucked-up contacts, or Alex slipped LSD into my tea.

It was him, he came. After completely turning back, he took his bag that had his clothes and wore them and then turned to look at her, the first thing Yael saw was his golden yellow eyes that were full of rage. She though his eyes would turn back to their usual color but no. The black orbs were now flaming with vivid yellow glow that it was like the eyes of a poisoned werewolf. She had seen this eyes before back in that hall in Zavion but today those eyes carried death.

Westley states with a devious smirk before squeezing my hip affectionately. They both glare at one another, and while I look back and forth between the two I can definitely see that they look almost identical besides slightly differing features. But their eyes are the thing that truly sets each of them apart, because even though their both blue they hold completely differing shades as well as emotions that displays just how unique they each really are. Westley’s Icy light blue eyes hold a gentle dominance that lulls you into submission without it being forceful. Unlike his Alpha brother’s dark ocean blue eyes that command dominance from everyone he’s around by drowning them into submission f