Bella Swan Eyes Novels & Stories

Elijah sighs while unlatching an arm away from my back so that he can massage his creasing forehead. “Hold on. You didn’t let me finish,” Raven huffs in detest while demanding everyone’s attention, aggravated at Elijah’s lack of willing patience, “-Willow's eyes glowed. And they didn’t glow just any old colour. They lit up like a pair of sapphires, you idiots. Don’t you see the resemblance? Where else have you heard about sapphire toned eyes other than those old tales? Nowhere. I can tell you that for sure,” she stands, her delicate face scrunching up as she forcefully gets her point across.

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

"Her eyes are similar to your blue eyes. But yours are a deep sapphire color whereas hers are lighter with silver flecks. I've noticed her taking peaks to suss me out" Serena is elated at this. "He noticed the difference between us. Ask him who has prettier eyes". I snapped at her. "Focus. Should we show him and his wolf what we are". "Let me think about it. And ask him my question". I look at Conrad. "Serena wants to think about it. Showing you". Serena purrs in my head. “Aaannnnndddd”. Damn her vanity, “And Serena wants to know, who has prettier eyes”.

Her grip tightened on the staff and I watched her knuckles turn white. "What color are my eyes right now?" I asked because the way she was looking at me was making my skin crawl. "They were silver" she said slowly. "For a second. Just a flash. But I saw it." Silver. Not hazel. Silver. Lycans had silver eyes. Not wolves. Wolves had amber or gold or brown or green. Never silver. "That is not possible" I said. Rhea lowered her staff. She looked at me for a long moment without speaking. Then she did something that unsettled me more than anything else that had happened today.

Rose turned her back on me and walked toward the massive, glowing screen that represented my physical eyes. Far away, in the physical world of the medical wing, Isabella's limp body suddenly stopped trembling in Rohan’s arms. Her chest let out a long, steady breath, and her fingers twitched. Slowly, her eyelids fluttered open. But as she looked up into Rohan’s frantic, tear-streaked face, the eyes staring back at him weren't the soft, familiar brown he loved. They were a brilliant, piercing, ice-cold emerald green. The witch had won

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

The girl was burning up. "Well do something to take away the pain",Riven ordered in a fit of anger and worry. Suddenly Layla screamed out loud and long and her eyes opened. Henrietta gave a loud gasp while Riven and Cade looked on in astonishment. Layla's eyes were an eeire golden colour. Just like Riven's eyes in his beast form.

It didn't seem important anymore. “Alright, Bella. Without opening your eyes, tell me what you see.” Sarah's voice was clear and strangely comforting. Bella's eyes went to open automatically, but something held them shut. Her brow furrowed a little as she tried to see through the nothingness behind her eyelids. The blackness began to fade into a soft blue haze, and she could barely make out the shape of something behind the fog. “Everything is blue,” she said, looking harder. “There's a shape up ahead, something tall. It's dark, and it looks like—a door?”

How could I not figure out that realize that Camella was not under the veil? "Sir, can you ask Ma'am to open her eyes?", The photographers asked when they realized that Bella was not going to open her eyes, at least not on their request, they requested me. I leaned forward and grabbed her chin. 'Her skin is so soft like a baby? Is still under eighteen?' 'Shut up! And focus your fucking mind here.', I screamed at myself internally. "Open your eyes, Bella." Her entire body went still at my demand. Slowly, she opened her innocent yet dreamy eyes, which had the power to make me feel the things that I had forgotten to feel long ago.

I assured her. She nodded, taking a few calming breaths. I watched as her mocha eyes slowly shifted till they were as silver as moonlight. “You have beautiful eyes, Nova.” I commented, moving to be sure she had space. Nova flashed me a grin, and a wink as Sarael’s body started to shake, her bones cracking and rearranging as Nova shifted to her wolf.