Awsten Knight Eyes Novels & Stories

I can't think of anything she might want in there. [Tell me what was bothering you.] Ignoring the avert of the subject, Knight gripped Raven's chin and gazed into his eyes with a serious tone. He wasn't the type that would overawe people with a mean look, but just with a gaze, the alpha vibe off him could freeze anyone.

Next came in line War, his amber eyes glowing like two eternal pits of fire, matching his equally red locks, framing a long, almost aristocratic-like face, his armour-clad body standing perfectly still as I examined him. The third one was none other than Famine, with a deeply wrinkled face and sharp, razor-like teeth that can scare your very soul, his cloudy grey eyes blankly staring into nothingness, just like his entire appearance, reflecting nothing but deep sorrow. And the last one...was my knight... My dark angel... Pitch black, soulless eyes emotionlessly stared right back into mine, unlike those blue ones I used to absolutely adore, pure white hair lightly falling over his forehead, s

The blade stained with fresh, dark red blood, streaking unevenly along its length. A man approaches the kneeling knight, his heavy, predominantly back armour clinks as he approaches. The knight’s amber eyes roam upward from the rubble covered ground, noting the deep red accents in the dark knight’s armour and the dark chainmail underlayer visible under his neck. As soon as golden knight saw his face, he knew who he was, Mestre Escuro. Mestre had a stern, intense expression accompanied by his sharp, angular structured face, defined cheekbones and slightly furrowed brow. His skin was pale, contrasted by subtle shadows that deepened the contours of his face. His unnaturally red glowing eyes see

She remembered her prayer to the moon earlier and her tears fell. She opened her eyes wide so she could see a bit clearer. The men's faces were visible now even though her vision got blurred at several intervals. Her eyes were fixed at the door, ignoring all the wicked and mocking looks staged on her by the people in the room—especially Cynthia. Finally, he walked in. He was a tall man—really tall. He was well built and looked like a soldier. But other than his terrifying stature, Wayne Knight was a very handsome man. His light brown hair was in a fancy haircut and long curled strands fell slightly over his face. His eyebrows were thick and straight, giving him a terrifying yet sexy stare. H

Fucker is so overwhelmed with rage that he doesn’t even look where he is jabbing me. And then he tried to stab me in the temple, oblivious that he was about to hit me straight into my pentagram. Oh gosh, I am so glad that he is so stupid. His dagger shattered into pieces. The riled-up satan within me writhing and roaring with imminent, explosive wrath. This time round, I was not taming nor fighting Ezel, my inner demon. And then I felt him bursting out of my body in blazing lava through my skin, pentagrams on my arms and temples pulsating with magma and flames. Shackles around my body melted, and I freed myself of chains, ready to kill the motherfucker…slowly. And then, to my surprise, the A

My breath caught. Slowly, I lifted my head. And froze. He was taller than every man around him, broad shoulders wrapped in a black coat that screamed authority without effort. Dark hair brushed against his forehead carelessly, but it was his eyes that trapped me. Silver. Not gray. Silver. The kind of eyes wolves in old legends possessed. The entire market had gone silent. Even the air felt heavier. Alpha Gabriel Knight. He stared directly at me like the rest of the world no longer existed.

And when our eyes lock, my knees buckle and I almost fall to the ground before I steady myself. His beautiful green eyes swirling with gold and amber, like flames rising in the forest.. Radiating like they were made that way to illuminate through my soul. I can't take my eyes off of him. And I don't think I want to. 'MATE!' Athena howls in my head.

Knight snapped, keeping his voice low. “There are promising results of anti-awakaned vaccines coming out of several clinical trials—” “They won’t find anything. They never do. She shouldn’t waste her time—” “Looking after you is not wasting our time,” Richard cut in icily. Knight snapped his mouth shut, the sudden rushing sound in his ears the adrenaline in his veins. He took a deep breath and held onto his words as the waiter appeared at their table again and served them their starters before slipping away. Knight stared blankly down at his salad before he picked up his fork and stabbed at the lettuce while his soup cooled.

Jayden plainly said. "She is only mine... I am not going to share her. She is not a thing which can be shared," Ashton growled at him. "It's normal in the werewolf world..." Jayden said. "It might be normal in your weird world but not in my world. SHE IS ONLY MINE," Ashton growled with his eyes shifting their colours from beautiful grey to pitch black. Ashton's eyes landed on the door which had 'W' on it and he strode straight to the room to see Evelyn.

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.