Angry Tiger Eyes Novels & Stories

Her eyes were unfocused but dangerous, like a wild animal caught in a trap. Lya groaned, pushing herself up from the ground, dust and blood smearing her hands. Her patience snapped. She clenched her fists, and her claws slid out with a sharp snikt. Her eyes glowed an icy blue, burning bright against the daylight. “I didn’t want this…” she muttered through clenched teeth, her voice low but shaking with anger. She lifted her hands, claws glinting. “Agatha, calm down. I don’t wanna hurt you, but if I have no choice, I’ll fight back.”

he whispered, “Aside from nagging, there's nothing else she can do.” “I wouldn't be so sure,” I muttered, blinking innocently and describing the scenario with my hands. “Did you see her eyes? She was so angry, steam was practically coming out of their ears! Her face was redder than a tomato. She was stomping around like a toddler having a tantrum, except instead of throwing toys, she was throwing shade. If anger were a sport, she'd be a gold medalist.” Felix's giggle echoed out, and he gazed into my eyes, my heart overflowing with emotion. His stare was a silent declaration, a testament to the depth of his feelings. I didn't need words; his eyes spoke volumes, conveying the love and adoratio

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

“I’m allowed to check.” He opened his eyes. This close, bathroom close, 2AM close, the specific proximity of a person who had been in a corridor an hour ago with someone else’s aggression on his face, she could see everything. The slight tension he was still carrying in his shoulders. The tiredness underneath the control. The specific look of someone who had been alone in something frightening and was only now, here, beginning to set it down. “Ryder,” she said quietly. “Mm.”

Confident I've lost any watchers. A twig snaps. My body locks up. Slowly, ever so slowly, I turn. Glowing amber lights burn from the undergrowth ahead, low to the ground, watching me. No… not lights. Eyes. Creepy, golden, predatory tiger eyes fixed right on mine. My pulse skids. A white striped shape slinks just behind them. His massive shoulders, rippling with muscle, moving silent as mist. The White Tiger Lord. My heart flies into my throat. My dagger hilt is slick in my palm before I even think, and my breath is shallow. Silence stretches. I try not to move. Not to twitch. Not to run. Because every instinct screams..

ANGELA’S POV My eyes flew open and I couldn’t breathe right. Those eyes… fuck, they were pure molten gold, feral, locked on me like I was the only thing in the world. His wolf was right there, barely leashed. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat.

She was going to burst into tears Armand was beyond pissed, veins popped up around his body, even around his face and his eyes darken in anger. Claws elongated with fangs that remind her of a saber-tooth tiger. Vadim on the other hand doesn't look too happy seeing her in tears but kept his cool and crossed his arms the whole time.

“Let go! I’m a tiger, not a pet!” Nathaniel’s eyes shined. “It’s a talking fake tiger!” Tigger’s whiskers trembled with anger. This was an insult to his self-esteem as a tiger! “I’m a real tiger!” Nathaniel chuckled, held Tigger by its tail, and spun Tigger around like a cat toying with a mouse. Tigger yelled in anger, “Mama, save me! I’m gonna get killed…” Nathaniel immediately covered Tigger’s mouth and cast a guilty glance at Nicole, who was still fast asleep, before he sighed in relief.

Maezhei turned around and looked at where the noise was coming from and her eyes widen upon seeing it. F*CK. Is that a tiger? --hidayawu--

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.