Black Butler Ciel's Eye Novels & Stories

The six eyes blinked. Astraea’s little voice became fierce. “My name is Astraea.” Something cracked across the heavens. Caelum laughed. “Good.” The six eyes turned toward him. RETURN HER. Caelum’s silver and black eyes ignited. “No.” The stars surrounding him became weapons. “She’s not yours.” Then the sky came down.

Both red and faint emerald eyes confronted each other coldly, like glaciers slicing through the air, like blows and blades colliding, as if chaos had already ensued. If their eyes could kill, the two would have cut each other into a thousand bloody messes. The butler stood at the side, watching their exchange, hoping they wouldn’t exchange blows—though they already had in their own ways. “Humph… bastard,” Mr. Carter cursed before turning to the butler in defeat. “I’m here to take Lynette home,” he announced without mincing words, going straight to the point. “This is where she belongs,” Azael declared authoritatively, with no room for suggestions.

Thus, she wants to avoid it. While she was still thinking about it, the crouching girl suddenly raised her head and their eyes met. Althea stared at her peculiar eyes. She was meters away from her but she could vaguely see its color. It was gray, nearly silver. The odd girl’s eyes are oddly pretty. Althea was so fascinated by it that she forgot to walk away.

Nadia said as she raises her hands as if to surrender. Ich, who has no choice but to do exactly that, nodded. Then, he turned his attention to Alesteria. "Follow closely behind and don't stray away from me." Alesteria nodded and clings to Ich's cloak as she followed behind him, her face still covered and she is slightly lowering her head so that no one can see her blue eyes. They are very uncommon in the empire and only royal blood have such eyes, since their blood are said to be blessed by the gods and their eyes were once used as the god's guide to seeing how the world evolved.

"One eye," Bastien repeated, his voice hollow. "Only his left eye turns violet. The other remains black." The dining room fell silent. Outside, the night was pitch black, pressing against the windows like a physical weight. "Diluted blood," Luca mused, tapping his chin. "He has the lineage, but not the purity. That explains why he’s unstable. Why he’s cruel." "And Igor?" Liam asked. "He didn't show any signs on the field."

Her big golden eyes turn looking at me directly, and for the first time I notice that her eyes look as though they are swirls of golden lava moving. “Is everything ok? Your looking at me funny” I laugh “Sorry, your eyes they almost look as though the colour is swirls moving” She blushes once again, looking down at her hands “It’s from my fathers bloodline, Blackstorm that's why our eyes look as though its a storm with the swirls” I can’t help but smile at her, I could listen to her all day; Focus Darnick for goodness sake.

" He speaks lowly with a thudding heart, his voice laced in regret and remorse. And that's when he saw her tilt up her face to look up at him. His footsteps staggered back as he stared at her eyes. Terror raided his insides. The innocent teary gray eyes he was staring at intently while entering her few minutes ago. We're no longer there. Rather, her eyes were jet black ,with no white visible. Pupils, sclera. Everything was black, just like the liquid surrounding her. " Grrrrrhhhhhh" He heard a low groan leave her lips, an aura of dread and evil surrounded her. Zander gulps. Failing to even recognize the woman in front of him.

Under the bright light coming from the bulb, Cali stood there staring at the girl who stared back at her. She had beautiful midnight black hair, cute button nose, plump heart shaped lips and the most beautiful pair of eyes. The left one was an alluring shade of gunmetal blue and the right one was hazel in color. Just like his. Cali smiled at her and she returned it equally. She could not help but feel her eyes burning Aa she gazed into the mirror looking at her reflection smiling back at her.

[“Yes, my lord. I believe that’s what Everleigh saw too.” My eyes widened at the hearing of Everleigh’s name. “Sinistra oculus conversus alba et dextra collyrium—” [Her left eye turned white and her right eye—] “Father.” I was not able to stop myself to interrupt and carelessly swept the white curtain to face them. They were shocked but it only lasts for a second.

If he was alive and well—even taking care of this so-called apprentice of his—he could’ve taken me in and taught me how to use these eyes. Aelius responded with a chuckle, making it clear he had nothing more to share. A chill crept over me as one of the candles on a table suddenly went out. I gasped, scooting closer to Kylan as a smirk appeared on Aelius’s lips. He lowered his head for a moment, and when he looked up again—his eyes were glowing white. I gulped, terrified at the familiar sight, even though I now knew I had the same eyes.