Awsten Knight Eyes Novels & Stories

The men seemed to be frozen, and their helmets up in the sky. “They would move if they felt sound waves touching them or I can assume that Elijah may have brushed against them.” She said, and I frowned. Blake tightened his grip around me, keeping his eyes on the knight. The knight’s eyes were shimmering, a deep shade of red under the helmet, but he didn’t move.

Because he can protect himself. In less than fifteen minutes, the three of the attacker's life is at their hand. Asher pushes them using the tip of the gun to move forward. Athena raises up her sword, ready to behead their head. When she wants to swing her katana, Asher calls out her name. "Athena!" Athena flinched her body a bit. She blinks her eyes, and her eyes' retina turns into normal color. Again, Asher was a bit curious about her eyes color that can change.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

Kayden asks Wynter. Wynter thinks for a moment, recalling the events from the past before responding. "Perhaps." "What did you see?" Kenji asks. "I'm not sure really. Basically it looked as though all Kazakh wolves have purple eyes. A colour unique to Kazakh wolves only. So I guess that means I must not be a Kazakh wolf, as my eyes are green." Wynter states, sitting back in her chair, seemingly defeated. "That's not true." I say. Immediately everyone's attention is on me.

Last time I saw Fenrir, they were royal purple, like molten amethyst under the moonlight. Kassian’s wolf, Fenrir, is a stark contrast to Rowan’s Rune. Fenrir is larger, faster, stronger—an overwhelming force of raw power and ferocity that Rune, with his quieter, more agile presence, could never match. Yet, it isn’t just size or strength that sets them apart. It’s their eyes—those unmistakable marks of their deviance. Fenrir’s were a regal, commanding royal purple, while Rune’s shimmered a softer, almost ethereal lilac. Together, the Draven brothers were known for this rare and legendary trait. No shifter alive could mistake them—their wolves’ eyes were their signature.

Marcus grabs my waist and pushes me behind him, “Your highness.” He did a bow-like gesture. “What are you doing?” Marcus opens his mouth to say something but doesn’t. “ And do not even think about lying. Your job was to stay hidden and to keep your eyes on her.” The purple eyes slowly faded to gold and Marcus sighed.

Just enough for the gold in his eyes to catch the light. A ripple moved through the nearest rows of wolves, a collective inhale, and Wren felt every version of the future she'd built for her son collapse in the space of a single breath. Kade's gaze locked on Ezra's eyes and did not move, did not blink, did not do anything except widen with a recognition that needed no explanation. Alpha eyes. His eyes. Passed down a bloodline that only ran one direction, and there was no version of this crowd, no version of this ceremony, that would let that truth stay buried for even one more second.

"There is no difference when the person standing at the front of that hall just announced that she knows about silver and wolfsbane." She said. "Do you understand what I'm saying? She named both weaknesses in the same breath, casually, like someone reading from a list." Her eyes narrowed. "That is not a human woman guessing. That is someone with specific knowledge."I said nothing because she was correct and we both knew it."How does she know." Astra said."I don't know yet." I said."And instead of watching from a safe distance you let her see your face." "She didn't see my face." I said. "She saw my eyes.""Oh wonderful." Astra threw her hands up. "Just your eyes. Perfectly safe.""She won't kn

He has always known. A rough hand grabs Aiden’s ass, squeezing hard enough to bruise. He gasps, stumbling forward, and looks up to see a knight leering at him, the man’s eyes glazed with lust induced by the sudden influx of omega pheromones. The knight’s dick is straining against his chainmail, a thick, visible outline that he grinds against Aiden’s hip. “Look at this,” the knight growls, his voice thick with hunger. “A prime omega slut right in the ranks. I’m going to fill this pretty cunt right here.”

He was in such a blind rage they actually had to sedate him because he was going wild from the loss of his mate. Vix had felt so broken for so long he was empty, an Alpha Shell...roboticly taking care of its pack. He was heading home from a meeting with one of his wolves who ran a business for the pack in the human eyes. It was really late, or maybe early depending on how you looked at it. The stop light he was at was in a weird position and the bend in the road made it hard to see the traffic coming from the other side, so when another vehicle came barreling towards him out of control even his wolf instincts weren't fast enough to help him get out of the way.