All Of Sasuke's Eyes Novels & Stories

Yumiko gulped and looked down on her lap. "I know you are interested in the secret as to how Kazuha got her eyes. You see, the Hinagi clan had used to be born with red eyes that turn silver but years of bad bloodlines have gotten rid of that trait, and yet the silver eyes remain. She may had her silver eyes that day but the rest of us had regained our red eyes on certain circumstances." Konomi frowned. "Anger, despair, fear-" Then she looked at Kaori who was now displaying fear upon seeing her glowing scarlet eyes that looked like they want to tear her to shreds. "-and it started with you." The girl then turns to see Konomi staring at her with her chocolate eyes turning burgundy.

I say, squeezing his arm reassuringly, “I’m just pretty used to people wanting me dead by now. But onto the matter at hand, can you patch me up?” “Piece of cake,” he grins and escorts me to the living room. He helps me carefully sit down as I scrunch my face trying to will the pain away. “Just relax,” he instructs. He places one hand behind me and one hand in front of me and as I watch his hands glow a beautiful shade of purple, his rich brown eyes vanish to be blanketed by obsidian hiding all colour from his eyes except the glowing silver pupils that are at the centre of their black depths.

All of sudden, his eyes squint as he gazes at me. “For how many days you didn’t drink blood?” He wonders, noticing the color of my iris. “Hah! You are the one to speak,” I snort. “Your eyes have turned black.” “At least they have lighter shade than yours,” he snickers, pulling his lower eyelid further down, showing me more of his eyeball before sticking his tongue. He tried to mimic those kawaii japanese girls he saw on the television the other day but ended up looking ugly yet stupidly cute.

"Maybe we need to put in ice or something." "I’m okay, it’s healing. Hunter was just being stubborn and gawking at you instead of healing me completely." "Hunter! Is he your wolf?" Her eyes suddenly brightened up as she continued to gaze up at me and slowly lowered my hand. I nodded and let my eyes swirl into full black, letting Hunter show his eyes to our mate. Nadia’s mouth opened and went into an ‘o’ shape, making my dick come to life in an instant. She was gasping in excitement as her eyes swirled and changed color to a dark shade of gray, giving us a view of her wolf’s eyes.

"I'll be praying for your quick recovery, Leonardo." "The doctor is optimistic about this operation, Angela," Leonardo said, laughing. "The eyes are ideal for me. And he needed it completed as soon as possible. And I just called to tell you this." He took a breather. "Wait for my call after the operation. I want you to be here the day I open my eyes after the operation. Angela, I want to see your face. I've been waiting for that day for a long time. Please remain there and be cautious. "

He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror. Green against the grey. And just like that his eyes held hers and stared into her green eyes. He goes blank as he looked at the teen in his arm. Her teary eyes looked into his as if she had accepted her fate. His grey eyes widened slightly, clearly mesmerized by the beauty of her green orbs. His eyes make a quick assessment of her face. Tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and by its sides. Those small brown dots on her face looked clear as fresh tears kept constantly rolling down her face. Her cheeks flushed and red. She had a small pointy nose.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

A sudden blast of energy tore through the sanctuary the force threw several warriors off their feet. I instinctively shielded the boys as debris rained around us. When I looked up Serena was standing again. Something was terribly wrong. The darkness had stopped climbing not because it had retreated. Because it had settled beneath her skin. Her eyes slowly opened, the brilliant blue I had seen before was gone. One eye remained blue the other had become completely black, no pupil, no iris, endless darkness. She smiled, except it was not Serena’s smile it was calm too empty too ancient.

At the jaw and the dark eyes and the specific, complete attention of someone who had been paying attention since the second library session and had never once stopped. “Yes?” he said. “Yes,” she said. He held her gaze. Something moved across his face. She didn’t have a word for it. She’d never seen it before. Something entirely new. Something that was all the other expressions simultaneously — the real smile, the open version, the patient certain look, the grief-and-gratitude look, all of them at once — and then something beyond all of them. Something that was only this. Only now. “Whatever comes after,” he said softly.