Black Butler Ciel's Eye Novels & Stories

"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."

She added as she headed for the door. “Where are you going?” Velmont asks in concern. She shrugged and turned her head to face them. She showed her pure black eyes, then playfully said, “It's either get ice cream or commit genocide. I’ll decide along the way.” Eleanor gasped in fear. “Eyes of a mass murderer.” She uttered while staring at Vesper’s pure Obsidian black eyes. Cain and Zane rose from their seats on full alert and would shift to their wolf form anytime as her eyes meant she’d killed a lot of creatures.

' she thought and used it as an inspiration not to break her stare. Everyone in the room was tensed. Black did this before with Flute and he almost went crazy, not being able to handle the memories that he saw. Black lost control of it, but thankfully, Era was there to control Flute and told him he's okay. That nothing's wrong. "Say my name," Black ordered which Ela obeyed and made their both of their eyes turn white. 💜

The black color started from her pupil flowed along the edges before spreading throughout the sclera of her eyes in an instant and turned both eyes completely black. Nicklaus knew that those pitch-black eyes should be belong to Cyrus as a demon who have been swallowed by their own demon powers will have eyes as black as the lifeless depth of hell. It was an accurate reflection of the lightless regions of hell itself. Cyrus who had now taken full control of Mirabel’s body threw up a defense in a split second before Nicklaus’ sword was about to touch the tip of her body. The impact between Mirabel’ erected hurdle and Nicklaus’ sword was so intense it created an enormous blast. Still, Nicklaus

They were more lethal than any poison to the soul. I shifted my gaze from Sheila to him, his hazel irises were completely black. My pain was now replaced by more rage. I released my hold on Sheila's arm and turned to Kaiser. His hair was gleaming under the bright moon and his black gaze mirrored the expression of the moon. Immediately, my hands sharpened into claws, and so did Kaiser. "Kaiser!" She screamed as I was about to lunge at him and stepped in between us. "Please don't!"

I could smell her fear from the girl. " Look at me," I commanded gently. She didn't oblige. I stayed there and spoke calmly to her. She slowly looked up at me. I almost staggered when she looked into my eyes. Her eyes were intriguing. They were glass-like with multiple colors. Her pupils were black, and immediately after, a golden color mixed with violet surrounded her pupils. Her iris was blue, and encircling it was an opaque circle. Her eyes were shining. ' Beautiful,' my lycan was lost in her gaze, and so was I. She was truly enchanting, with platinum-white curls framing her face. She seemed so ethereal.

"But it's all true. Show him, Visenya." Visenya acquiesced, allowing Delilah to emerge and take full control of her body. As she did, her eyes transformed into a captivating reddish-orange hue, reminiscent of the sky during a breathtaking sunset. "In all your years of existence, have you ever seen a Lycan's eyes turn that color?" Lucian addressed Lazarus. Lazarus stared in awe at Visenya's eyes, his own widening with wonder. He knew that he had never seen eyes like hers in all his days, not from a Lycan anyway. He glanced over at Sebastian, but even he was captivated by the mesmerizing sight.

“My name is Lilli, what’s yours?” He looks up at me from where he is sat on the floor, and I am suddenly face to face, with the most startling blue eyes I have ever seen. They are the colour of the clearest sky and have a piercing look, which has me pinned. In them I can see a mixture of fear and wariness, but there’s a great sadness too. He has dark, jet black hair, cut to a short style but still with some length on top and his fringe falls into his eyes, it hides them when he looks down. He is skinny and scrawny with a drawn look and his eyes seem to stick out, from his too thin face.

Mirella looked at me. I looked at her. Celine looked at both of us. Her voice dropped lower, almost a growl. “So tell me…” She leaned forward, eyes gleaming like a predator. “Which one of us is brave enough… or stupid enough… to get close to Violet every single day for a month… and poison her without getting caught?”

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?