Amber Eyed Cat Novels & Stories

“I’m Becca Oberto. It’s nice to meet you.” Brawn turned his attention her way again and she stared up into the darkest blue eyes she’d ever seen. They reminded her of a night sky, so dark, but with just a hint enough of blue to be striking. His eyelashes were extraordinarily long and black, matching his hair. The feline shape of his eyes was remarkable and beautiful. His irises weren’t round like a human’s. They were oval, similar to a cat’s and they were breathtaking. She was so caught up in studying his features that she didn’t notice anything was wrong until he smiled and amusement sparked in his gaze before he glanced down.

I peer up at him and almost take a step back when I see that there are double irises present in his eyes - the eyes of a Lycan. However, if my touch did anything to him, the only thing different would be his eyes because he still remained impassive. I tried to strain my ears for another change in his heartbeat like there was with mine, but from what I could tell, I was the only one who felt that spark. /“You’re disappointed,”/ Ahmya remarks, but from what I can tell, so was she.

With her flaming, catlike, wild eyes They were amber colored, like liquid gold Captivating me with every turn of her head, every breath And there I was lost in her eyes My throat dry. My body froze. My heart pounded. Oh, oh Amber eye, she has amber eyes The eyes of the wolf Woah, she got amber eyes Stilled, I let myself stayed on where I’m standing and watch the full performance without even blinking. I felt my eyes started watering as I settled my eyes on the guy who skillfully hitting the drums. My chest pounded when he raked his medium length hair using his right hand while he continues playing with the drumsticks on his left hand. His mouth parted while he bangs his head through the air.

The moment you pick it up, it will die. My head was filled with those thoughts when our house butler called my name. "Ms. Kianna, The Master is calling for you." He was standing confidently. Sebas is tall, a handsome adult with black hair and somehow Amber eyes that match his pale skin. Although he is not that young, many people, especially the maids in this house, love him. "Where is he?" I asked as I couldn't help but look into his eyes. Amber eyes are uncommon, but they can be found throughout the world, and here I am talking to one of them. Amber eyes are a golden yellow or somewhat coppery color without specks of gold, green, or brown.

“And that was around nine-thirty?” “I guess.” “Did you notice anything unusual while you were there?” “Unusual?” I sipped the water. “There was nothing normal about anything that night, Sam. Even her cat had one blue eye and one brown one. What did you do with the cat?” “We haven’t seen the cat.” “It was tan and black—longhaired.” Lizard Lips lifted a pillow on the couch and looked under it. The panties in my back pocket felt like a rock. As he lifted another pillow, I ripped a paper towel off the dispenser and wiped my face.

They felt so good that I needed to taste them. I knelt and made her come over. I ramed, and she bounced a little while I sucked on her tits. She was amazing. We were at it for a while until both of us and our wolves were fully satiated. Amelia rested her head on my chest, and I remembered her white eyes. Unlike mine, her wolf eyes go entirely white when the intensity of what she is feeling is high. Mine was the opposite; mine turned black completely; I guess the white eyes were because of her gene mutation.

I tried to best it by not blinking first, but I lost. "Your cat is weird, you know," Amethyst told me. "It's pitch black and a bit intimidating. Are you sure it's just a Bengal?" "Bengal cats are as big as this cat. And the little creature is just melanized, that's all." She shrugged and walked toward the bathroom carrying her basket of toiletries. It followed me to the bathroom. And I bathe it as well. Obviously, it doesn't want to take a bath since I received a couple of scratches from the little monster. I managed to borrow Sirita's spare toothbrush and brush the cat's teeth.

His skin took on a brown-hide hue, with a subtle luminescence that pulsed like a heartbeat. His face retained a human resemblance, but his eyes were strikingly different. They had vertical, cat-like pupils, and their emerald green irises seemed to hold a deep tint. Framing his face, a wild mane of silvery hair cascaded down to his shoulders, each strand appearing to move with a life of its own.

I wondered if any of them lost control of their humanity too, or if it was just Tabby. I met Tabby’s eyes; she was studying me just as I was studying her. She had pale green eyes with blue specks around her pupils. Admittedly, she had beautiful eyes, and they were equipped with long lashes. I could also see that her desire to win was deep in her soul; she had a lot of passion, and it was clear as day to me.

Katy tried to sit up, but Rhys held her down. He bent over and looked into her face, her beautiful pale green eyes blinked back at him. But on closer examination he noticed something he had missed before. There were yellow rays interspersed with the pale green. They almost looked like the eyes of a cat. His hand stroked her face as he smiled. "You purr, did you know that?" "I do? I never noticed before. Is that bad?" "It's wonderful little one." He whispered softly "Rydych chi fy hun gath wyllt bach."