Novel & Cerita Black Butler Ciel's Eye

I saw myself at the edge of nowhere beneath a very odd tree. White leaves were falling from it that gave me an eerie sensation. I was like inside a 90's television. Everything was in black and white. My gaze landed on the guy beside me. At that moment, I realized that I was not alone. Everything has no color except me and him. It felt weird especially when he touched my cheek softly and I felt the warmth of his hand. I was lying on the grass with him, captivated by his peculiar eyes. Those pair of eyes were green as emerald stones, fascinating and deep as if it can pierce through my soul. I can’t take my eyes off him.

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.

She was gripping a silver blade so tightly her knuckles were white, the metal gleaming dangerously in the light. Without a moment of hesitation, Sylvara launched herself off the roof, cutting through the night air like a hawk. She landed with a heavy thud directly in front of Zayla, but Zayla didn’t even flinch. As Sylvara looked closer, she realized Zayla’s eyes were completely black, no iris, no white, just a terrifying void.

Anyone who laid their gaze on the bust would feel shivers running down their spine right away. "Holy shit! What's a saint's bust doing here?" Zoey asked in disbelief. Cassian just ignored her. His eyes were glued to the bust the whole time. Secretly, he activated the All-Seeing Eye. In his vision, the bust's eyes were shrouded by a layer of black fog. The fog was extremely dense, as though it was about to solidify anytime soon. It curled around the bust's eyes, clearly refusing to leave. 30 seconds later, Cassian averted his gaze.

Sienna I felt the ground beneath me shift as I saw a figure clad in black leap onto Lucian from behind, wielding a bat. However, Lucian had grown up in an environment full of backstabbers, so he wasn’t fazed when he heard my warning. Instead, he turned and grabbed the bat before it could hit him—at a speed that was nearly inhuman. His icy blue eyes were now frosty with rage, the storm within them brewing to its peak. Anyone would shiver under that gaze. Instinctively, I touched my belly as I backed up, watching Lucian lunge at the attacker. A sickening crack echoed through the space, and the man collapsed, motionless.

The door creaked and soon Azrael entered, taking me to his side as if escorting a young lady and not a prisoner - and there it was. Pink quartz eyes, black hair and enviable skin. Calisto was like a living sculpture, but he was not responsible for taking my air but the woman next to him. Crimson. His hair was alive as crimson flames. ⋅• ♱ •⋅

Cami said. As she spoke, the little girl’s eyes opened, and Cami gasped. “What?” I asked moving closer. Her eyes were a gorgeous violet color that seemed to swirl with crystal coloring. Something I had never seen before. “Her eyes are stunning,” I commented, wanting to assure Cami she was perfect. “She is more powerful than I thought,” Cami stated, taking a calming breath.

Janet said before heading towards the kitchen. "I'll look after her ma! but for now....... I'm only offering to drive her around since that's what my boss assigned me to do". Mister Black said before getting up from the dining chair. How he's behaving is Damn creepy, 'like what the hell!'. Mister Black is behaving like a nonhuman base on his method of talking. He didn't even blink while he was staring at Cecelia. He wasn't staring at her with lust, neither was he staring at her with disgusted eyes, but he was staring at her with the types of eyes that carries different emotions.

"You know, in the world of mages, eye color is a significant indicator of power. For regular mages, when they're tapping into their abilities, their eyes turn a vivid shade of purple. It's a well-known trait, almost a hallmark of their magic." He paused, looking intently at Astrid. "But for the royal family, it's different. They possess a unique and rare eye color. When they channel their powers, their eyes transform into a mesmerizing shade of opalescent teal, shimmering with hues of blue and green. This color is a symbol of their elevated status and the ancient magic flowing through their veins."