Awsten Knight Eyes Novels & Stories

Despite his handsome appearance, his eyes held a certain anger and emptiness that made Athena frown. Athena had never seen such an unpleasant expression on someone's face. He was tall and looked older than her, with dark silky hair that fell over his forehead. But it was his eyes that intrigued her the most. They were a piercing green, filled with anger and emptiness that the young girl couldn't quite comprehend. His eyes made Athena furrow her brows, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

He immediately pulled his son behind him, watching their surroundings warily as he warned, "Don't look into Ashton's eyes. I'm here. No one will kill you." He yanked his son behind him and scanned the area in panic. But the next second, Wyatt let out screams even more harrowing than Xavier's. Like a marionette whose strings were pulled, his eyes snapped uncontrollably toward Ashton. In a flash, his irises flooded with bloody crimson before pitch-black flames erupted directly from his eye sockets, leaving his eye sockets hollow and empty.

Even if she forgot his position, she’d remember he was a royal. They weren't allowed to... She felt exposed as he leaned closer, his eyes burning into hers. There was nowhere to run... nowhere to— “Your eyes.” His voice came out in a low growl, deeper than she’d ever heard. “What… what happened to my eyes?” Ava stuttered, still in shock. “They’re purple,” Kael snarled. His wolf was restless, a low rumble vibrating in his chest. His gaze was fixed on her eyes, but the threat in his stance wasn't aimed at her. Seeing the lines of concern swamped around him, she knew.

They said his name. I opened my eyes slowly to assess the situation I'm in. I can't avoid this any longer. I stared up at a panel ceiling. Through the wood beams there were hand painted baby angels floating on clouds. A few of them holding cupid's bow and arrows. I stared at them for what felt like the longest time as I fought to move something... anything on my body. "Arwen?" I asked unsteadily. Luckily I could move my mouth. I had a feeling... Creeping up my spine. I was alone.... outside of the pack. Away from fellow wolves. I felt tears rush to the surface. I didn't mean for it. I was having trouble keeping my cool.

"Nothing's wrong. I never thought I would see you with dark eyes." "Do they look bad?" "Of course not." His smile widened. "They're perfect. Everything about you is perfect." Cae forcefully cleared her throat and looked away awkwardly. "I don't mean to disrupt this intimate moment, Alpha, but we need to find out why Gwen's eyes are different." "Relax, Cae." Gwendolyn chuckled. "It's not something bad. I've just embraced my powers. I'm transformed into the Black Onyx completely." "How do you know that?" Kieran asked.

"Clear, Mr. Knight." Aryan gave a single, curt nod, his obsidian eyes softening for a fraction of a heartbeat before he turned to face the world again.

That flat, burning yellow I’ve seen in the dark too many times—eyes that don’t reflect fear, only hunger. My hand tightens at my side before I realise it’s moved. I’ve fought these wolves. Nyra’s eyes flash in my mind—green. Why does her wolf has green eyes? I reach out— “Don’t touch anything.” The words hit like a snapped wire. I jerk my hand back instantly and turn. Aaron sits there. Awake. Watching. Those same pale green eyes fixed on my face—not groggy. Alert. Not at all tired. “I need to use the restroom,” I say, already moving.

55.1 We melded seamlessly, our body heat setting my mind spinning in a whirlwind of desire. The proximity between us ignited an indescribable yearning within me. His masculinity was incredibly appealing at this moment, a complex mix of ambition and pain that I longed to soothe. It was a strange desire, one that both surprised and confused me. As I locked eyes with Knight, I noticed the darkening intensity in his gaze, like a shadow lurking in the depths of my heart—hauntingly beautiful. My eyes drifted to his neck, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that he had no mate's mark. I had heard that mates marked each other, but I wasn't a werewolf, so maybe...

“What's with those eyes...” Faline's breath hitched in her throat. Panic flared in her chest at the realization that she didn't even had her hood up. There were people other than her fellow Knight. They were staring at her blue eyes that flickered to white in panic and fear with that mesmerized expression. Her skin was crawling and- “Faline," Iwaoka shifted to block her from their direct line of sight. “I need you to stay calm.”

looking into my eyes, her gaze was like she was finding something in my green orbs and what scared me was she was determined to find it. I quickly averted my eyes, and stood straight, "What about my eyes?" "They look familiar-" "There are hundreds of people with green eyes." I cut her off in between. She held my arm, and forcefully turned my body towards her, "You think I'm a fool Xavier, news-fucking-flash, Mr Knight, I am not!" She yelled and suddenly grabbed her head as she whimpered in pain.