Black Irises Eyes Novels & Stories

She asked, chuckling. " I want you to tell me about Martha." I said and her expression changed at once. " What should I tell you?" " Everything. She's weird and strange. She tried to kill me by just staring into her weird eyes. I've never seen anyone with two colored irises before , I mean Martha is the first and I'm surprised." " It's normal." " Still, it's strange. Her eyes are evil and she is strange. Are you guys related? Cause the other time at the gala she called you her sister."

"What are you talking about?" His dark eyes bore into my soul, as if digging inside me for answers. I never noticed how dark they were. Sei and Silas had red and grey eyes. Alpha Nazari only had black eyes. Not a lux of light in them. Not a lux of light around his whole face. "I never told you about him." I said when I recieved no response. I watched as his eyes suddenly started lighting up, glowing from whatever magic he was doing. They turned into a light blue, almost like ice and I knew someone with such eyes.

Sincerity was truly reflected in his emerald green eyes. 'Eyes that always calm me are so different from the dark black irises filled with sadness and suspicion. But... can I forget him?'

GRACE Whatever trance he had found himself in broke just as fast as he fell into it. He was quick to catch me up again, matching my stride as best as he could, "No-one has ever mentioned my eyes before." I shrugged, "So no-one finds it weird that they're purple sometimes and a honey brown others." "Yours turn obsidian at times and then they turn to this bluish gray," he pointed out. It made me feel a little less awkward that I had put so much time into analyzing his eyes because clearly he did the same.

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.

"In this place." He raised his eyes. His eyebrows were as sharp as a blade, his eyes still carrying cold laziness. If I hadn't witnessed him crying, I wouldn't have thought that this man had just shed tears. Just look closely; you will see his eyes are red; there are still a few drops of water on his eyelashes, contrasting with the colorful fireworks outside; in his eyes, there is only a single black color.

His eyes had gone wrong. Not wrong like something was broken. Wrong like something was showing that was not supposed to be visible, a ring of color around his irises that was not amber and was not brown and was absolutely, completely not human. It flickered at the edges and pulsed once and I felt my stomach drop straight through the pavement. Rowan. I pushed it through the mind link as hard as I could. You are showing your wolf. Kade can see your eyes. Pull it back right now.

Or maybe her lips were just more sensitive now. She didn’t close her eyes. She could see that his eyelashes were only two centimeters away from hers. Each eyelash was clearly visible—black, slightly curved, with tips that glowed faintly in the warm light. The patterns on his irises became even more distinct at this distance: dark gray lines stretching across the blue background, like ice fragments floating on water stirred by the wind.

She rushed to hug her, feeling so agitated that tears streamed down her face. Finally, both the mother and daughter saw each other for the first time. Hence, Connie was also very excited as she carefully looked into Hilda's eyes. It was a pair of perfectly man made eyes that cost a bomb. It wasn't even in the market right now. As it was a technology from Europe, they only had blue iris. Hilda's black iris had become blue right now. As soon as she opened her eyes, she could see a pair of blue eyes staring back at her in the mirror.

he tells me and I do as he says. I look into his amber eyes and so he does with mine chocolate brown eyes. His eyes are so deep, just like the flowing lava. There is a thin black border around the iris of his eye, as if stopping the lava from disintegrating. His pupil in the middle is that little unit as if that blazing flame is coming out of it. It's all mesmerizing. There is not only a warmth of anger in his eyes, but there is also a cold peace in his eyes. There is a storm of emotions in his eyes and a tsunami of desires.