Amber Eyed Cat Novels & Stories

She widened her eyes as soon as Melpomene swam to the surface. A pair of deep emerald eyes pasted themselves on the figure of Amethyst, encouraging a piercing pain to cage Amethyst's heart immediately after their eyes met. The only thing that was now displaying in her head was Renesmee's startling blue eyes and Prince Dwight's yellow eyes which were filled with menace and treacherousness. "Althea Magnus!" Melpomene hissed, expressing every letter with audible mockery that made Amethyst feel small for a moment. Her tiny yet high-pitched voice echoed across the spacious water room, giving a wake-up call to goosebumps so they could tighten Amethyst's stomach.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

A tremor went through her as she finally allowed herself to feel. "Are you okay, luna?" the werewolf behind her asked. She nodded and turned around to gaze into a quite unique pair of eyes. The werewolf's eyes were not the kind she was familiar with. His irises were shaped like that of a cat even though he was in his human form. And the colors were not the same; one was hazel and the other was blue. "I am now, thank you," she said in a shaky whisper, trying to keep a brave front. More of Arric’s men appeared in the clearing. York took one step forward and then lowered to his knees. Eirika's heart lunged in fear.

She quickly lean on Catherine's shoulder. "I got scared... Cathy". Muka added. Cathy lift Muka's head. Her bangs almost covered her face. Catherine spotted some trace of tears from her red cheeks. Muka got her mother's aura. Cute and bubbly. The Casimir has the same eyes which is brown. Their black and white hair run through their genes just like Catherine. "Don't be scared, I am here already". Catherine softly said and hug Muka. "Are you telling the truth?" Xperia asked. She's in the back sitting.

Both, like their father and Petra, bore the crescent-shaped pupils. They stop dead in their tracks once they spot Seneca. They quickly looked at each other like they were having a private conversation. “Boys!” Tawny scalds, “Don’t be rude and greet our guests. This is your Aunt Lamia and Seneca her youngest daughter.” “We know.” They both say in unison causing Seneca to giggle. Suddenly, and to my surprise, the boy with yellow eyes morphs into a cat resembling Tawny’s fur form. The small werecat prowls toward Seneca and rubs up against her. She laughs and grabs his fur gently. “I like you,” She says.

Fenrir whimpered again, low and soft, like a pup who’d lost sight of his packmate. “She’s still here,” I said to him quietly. “She said she’s not gone.” But even I didn’t fully believe it until, her eyelashes flickered. Her lips twitched. Then she inhaled sharply, like waking from a deep sleep. And when her eyes opened… They were amber. Not silver. Not storm. Amber. Piercing and molten. The kind of color that burned straight into the soul. Familiar. Fierce. Ayla. But no. Not just Ayla. Both. My heart thudded hard against my ribs, and I found myself smiling… slow, reverent. I tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear and murmured, “Welcome back, Moonbeam.”

I was reaching for the ignition when my eyes caught him in the rearview mirror, and something about his expression made me pause. “Mavy, what is it?” Instead of answering me, his gaze went unfocused for a second, like he was listening to something far away. I let out a gasp when his eyes suddenly glowed bright amber. It was luminous and completely, unmistakably supernatural. My breath caught, and for a second, I could not move or think. I may be human, but I knew what those amber eyes meant. I had only ever seen them on Lycans whose wolves were fully forward, on adults mid-shift, and on Ford when the bond pulled hard enough to bring the animal to the surface.

Kade "Let me help her," She pleaded, fixing those honey-brown eyes on my gemstone green ones. Those eyes, beautifully sculpted, shaped like an almond. Those alluring eyes had me glued to them, leaving me dazzled as they glowed under the bright light. I couldn't deny that those eyes were beginning to have an effect on me. Their beauty struck me, drowning me in their mysteries. Those eyes. They were amber, they were rare, and they were attractive. I could watch them all day.

Not white. Amber. The color of her eyes.

He cupped her face, his gaze on her soft and filled with love. Amber beamed as she stared at him. Cole was the spitting image of their father with his chestnut brown eye and eyes while Amber took her mother’s features except for the unique cat like eyes she got. “We talk on video all the time, but nothing beats seeing my little sunshine in person, still glowing and full of energy.” Holland gave her forehead a soft peck. Amber blushed. “I know, right? I almost went crazy without you.”