Angry Killer Whale Eyes Novels & Stories

Before the kids could protest further, Shay hurried out of the door with a smile on her face. “What the fuck is going on, why can't we travel one time without somebody trying to stop us.” Mina said as she followed Ji'lahni towards the deck of the Yacht. Before they even made it to the deck, they could see whales coming out of the water slamming into the water making the yacht rock and tilt. “What the hell is going on? It has to be close to a hundred whales and that's just the ones I am able to see.” Rimmy said as they all looked at the whales that seemed like they were aiming for them. “Wait a minute, does anyone else see the whale's eyes are glowing red. I feel like that's not normal for wh

It was fleeting, but I could clearly tell it was a glance of sordid distaste. But would you believe if I say that even his glare was beautiful? Yeah, he was that Hot. Especially his eyes. A kind of shining passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm. They were the exact glossy color of kelp on the shore, flecked with splinters of driftwood. The sclerae that surrounded them were pristine, untouched by dark flakes. I wouldn't mind being glared at, if they were these pair of eyes.

no. "Open your eyes and look at what I am!" he roared. I slowly lifted my head, squinting through the tears. He was halfway there. His ears were pointed and tufted with dark fur, his jaw was elongated, and his teeth... they were long, ivory daggers. But it was the eyes that killed me. They weren't blue anymore. They were a vivid, glowing crimson, like pools of fresh blood. I wanted to faint. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me. I was staring at a monster, a literal nightmare, and I was just a girl who knew nothing about any of this.

My eyes felt wet, hot tears slipping down from my cheek, blurring his furious face. "I bought you, Lina, and you have no right to call out any man's name in this house!" he roared, his voice laced with a terrifying possessiveness. I could see anger seething in his eyes, a dark, burning fire that threatened to consume me. His teeth were gritting, a harsh, rasping sound, and a faint drool appeared at the corner of his mouth, making him look truly monstrous, like a wild beast. What kind of beast is this? I thought, my mind reeling in terror.

However, I would never really fault him for hating us. His eyes seemed to darkened, for the first time, I got to see a glimpse of his wolf in his eyes. I have seen it on multiple occasions with Raven whenever she was upset. Leo too, especially when he gets happy or excited. Jinx, when she’s being mischievous. Same goes for Zeke, and Ben. But Killian? I have never really seen it, except the occasional growl. I came to understand why the first month of his upset. And without words, his eyes alone show me the depth of his anger. He backed away from me, glaring.

The intensity of his anger reflected in his eyes, pale blue but filled with a darkness so raw and primal that it shook me to my very core. The pale blue hue of his eyes took on a sinister glow in the midst of his fury. They shimmered with a menacing aura, catching the faintest hint of light and reflecting it back as if to mirror the turmoil swirling within his soul. It was in this moment that I realized the true depth of his anger, and just how deeply it reverberated within him. Every fiber of my being was captivated, unable to tear my gaze away from the intensity radiating from those pale blue eyes as he dragged me down the hallway. He was angry. Very very angry.

The one who slashed his father's head in front of his amber eyes, the Wolfer had brown eyes and he can still remember the visible smirk on his face when he did it. He was infuriated when he found out that he was mated to a weak human with the same eye colour he hated, brown chocolate eyes but... she had a stri king resemblance to his past love.

Some of the blood seemed fresh, still wet and oozing out of it. An injured animal was the most dangerous, I knew that. I jerked my gaze to look up into its glowing blood red eyes. For a moment, I was dazed. They weren’t like blood at all, but glittering like rubies resting in a sunlit pile of gold. I’d never seen such beautiful eyes. For a moment, I forgot the pain in my neck and the fear rushing through my veins. Then, the wolf spoke. Its voice tinged with anger and disbelief.

I sighed with relief when I saw that her eyes were closed. But as I began to turn my head away from her, her eyes shot open and glared at me, they were jet black with a bright red color pulsating through them. “You saw that?” I asked nervously in a mind link. “You're damn right I saw it. We will have it out later, I can guarantee you that!” She replied angrily through the link.

I feel their pain, their longing to be with their families, and it breaks my heart. The sound of the killer whales and dolphins fills me. Their loss is evident at their songs of mourning, mourning their calves that died and the families they were taken from. I will free them and every fish and creature in this wretched place. Divers jump in and I turn and flash my fangs at them before I dive deeper and swim against the sand. My hand rubs against a shark who is sleeping and I chuckle as its eyes open and he wiggles on the sand forming a sand cloud, now these remind me of pups, always wanting affection and a good scratch under their chins which I will gladly give.