Novel & Cerita Black Butler Ciel's Eye

Hearing his name, Mohini stared straight into the deep Black color eyes of him which were like a night without stars that were simply piercing her soul. "Lucifer?", Mohini mentally repeated his name. His eyes seemed to be more secretive and mysterious to Mohini. His BEASTLY character with black eyes could be very passionate and deep, loyal and intuitive like a hidden powerful energy. "Si. Sir. Ple. Please. Don't kill us", Cherry stuttering made Aarya look at her and then Mohini Aarya turned around and glared at his brothers and their assistants. "You said no one will be here. So care to explain to me where these two butterflies came from?", Aarya asked Ariv and Nimit (Aarya's assistant/secon

Soheila was mesmerized when she saw Sylvie's black eyes turned yellow while Little Black's black eyes turned lilac. “Beautiful.” Soheila uttered while staring at their eyes. Little Black and Sylvie adjusted their eyes as they blinked. Not for long, Little Black and Sylvie ran towards Soheila while calling her. “Master! Master!” Soheila bend down and the two spirit beasts jumped on her arms. She stood straight again after hugging them. “i could finally feel my power after all those years!" “Yes, yes, I know. Why are your eyes turned lilac and yellow?” Soheila asked as she smiled.

Grant rolled his eyes. “Wait! Are we talking about the same person? This Cecil has purple eyes, long black hair and a lot of acnes in her face.” “Acnes? My Niece has perfect glass skin like my wife. Perhaps, we were talking about a different person. As far as I know, only our family who inherit that purple eyes. “ “Really?” Kaleela’s eyes widen. “But, Armano and you got the gray eyes?” “Well, we are not that lucky.” He shrugged.

After shoving Levi out of the way, earning himself a growl from both Levi and Kenji, he grabs hold of both of my hands and studies my face intently. Magic flows between us, the feel of his magic brushing against mine creating a heat within me that sets my temperature blazing. The iris and pupils of Thoth’s eyes lose all of their color as his entire eye becomes an eerie white. Who would have thought that white eyes would look creepier than Levi and Kenji’s obsidian black eyes?

She carefully admitted. Lucien burrowed his gaze into the ceiling and after a moment of silently staring into the white space, he narrowed his gaze at Giselle with a slight tilt of his head. His steel grey eyes were now a litter shade with red flakes nearly invisible, still held a dull glow. His face perhaps could mask his true emotions, but not his eyes. The colour appeared to either darken ever so visibly or go diluted or glow, according to his emotions at the moment. Right then, a soothsayer wasn't needed to tell the conflicting and sour feelings floating in his mind.

I demanded, my voice dropping into that ragged, double-toned scrap of my sovereign authority as I forced myself to stand, my knees trembling but locking in place. The commander raised a gloved hand, slowly unlocking the clasps of his silver visor. As he pulled the metal away, my heart stopped. He didn't have the golden eyes of our pack, or the pale blue eyes of the northern outcasts. His eyes were entirely pitch-black, the sclera and pupils fused into a solid, liquid void—the exact same terrifying, bottomless black that Killian’s eyes became when his feral wolf took complete control.

“I need help. My daughter, Portia, is having problems. I need you to perform a ritual to fix this for her.” Celeste slowly lifted her head. Her eyes drifted open, and I nearly choked on my own breath. When I saw her earlier, her eyes were a bright, clear blue. Now, the color was gone. Her eyes were entirely dark, like two ink stains in her skull. I could not see the whites of her eyes at all. “What kind of price are you willing to pay for your daughter’s soul?” Celeste asked.

I moved toward the sound, my heart slamming against my ribs, and the fog parted to reveal a woman kneeling on the ground, silver hair, pale skin, Cella's face turned up toward mine with tears already falling. I nearly reached for her. My hand was inches from her cheek when I felt the stone in my pocket grow warm against my leg, and something in that warmth made me hesitate, made me look again, look properly, and I saw it. Her eyes were wrong. Cella's eyes were silver, storm colored, alive with a temper she rarely bothered to hide. This creature's eyes were flat and black, all the way through, no white, no color, just void staring back at me from a face wearing my mate's features like a mask

Far beneath them, hidden in the deepest chamber of the Ancient Kingdom… A colossal eye slowly opened. Unlike the crimson eyes they had seen before… This one was completely black. Its pupil burned with silver fire. And somewhere in the darkness… A monstrous smile spread across unseen lips. “I’ve been waiting… Lucian Valerius.”

She handed the keys over to Sergei, and we all walked out to the cars and got in. “Vi, could you do something for me?” Adrien asked. We had positioned ourselves on either side of her to keep her safe. She nodded shyly. “Would you remove the contacts for me?” “Mother said I shouldn’t let people see my ugly eyes, as they would put a stain on the family. One fell out this morning, and I am worried people saw.” She mumbled. “Your eyes are what we were looking for, Melishka.” He said. “They are from our bloodline; see, I have Purple eyes as well. So do our brothers and father and our Grandfather.”