Black Irises Eyes Novels & Stories

She had no defenses against him when he was touching her, helpless to resist the drugging pleasure of spreading her thighs for such a virile, passionate male— His eyes opened, stunning her with those vivid black irises, turning it into golden when he near his climax. "Why do your eyes change color when I you get close to ...? Or when you're angry, as when you accidently hit me?”

I remained calm, not betraying the rage I felt. ''You're a hybrid." He told me, I gulped. You can tell Hybrids by the colour of their iris which ranges from a mix of the colours blue and red in the cases of royals to the mix of the colours blue and black in the cases of normals. ''If you want to see your true mate-" He begun, letting of my hand. "-Or Greg again, you're going to help us.'' He growled, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him.

If he was lucky, his darn wolf could heal him. But it turns out, that the dagger was lined with wolfsbane! The King had lost his eyes... "WHO DID IT!? WHO WAS IT!?" He kept screaming, but I had already turned my gaze away from the scene. Ora looked panicked, and for the first time...I see the blueness in her eyes. Lesley's got brown, warm and chocolate hue for her irises. But this woman...it's a mix of sea green towards the pupils and icy, glacier blue towards the rim.

She shouldn’t be destroying someone’s memories like this. “I am sorry. I shouldn’t have come here,” Iris apologized. “It’s okay,” Ethan said softly, not taking his eyes away from the frame. Iris couldn’t help but compare Ethan and the woman in the portrait, but Ethan looked like a second reflection of Declane except for the eyes. Those eyes belonged to his mother, the warm hazel color. The word hazel stuck in her mind. She had the same eye color. Before she could stop herself, the words slipped from her lips.

’ ‘Wow…her tri-color eyes…so wonderful…’ Mira’s eyes turned into her mixed tri-color eyes. From the dark pupil turned into a moonlight silver with an explosion of mauve that was falling to crimson blood which made the white part of her eyes partially gone. Mira blushed when she heard Angel’s comment but she leave it be and focus on his wolf.

What use was a rich and handsome husband if he loathed her? As Iris knelt before Evelyn, she couldn’t tear her eyes off the man whose eyes burned a hole in her chest. Her eyes swept through his features now she was closer. He had dark blue eyes that appeared almost black under low lightening, his black hair glistened and his lips were pressed together in displeasure. Evelyn cleared her throat and Iris was snapped out of her thoughts. She blushed, knowing Evelyn had caught her checking out her son but the woman didn’t seem angry at all. She had a pleased smile on her face.

My eyes struggle to focus on the man standing before me with his arms wrapped around me as they move up towards his face, taking in the beautiful chocolate skin that could only belong to Lucern. When my eyes reach his face, I am struck by the beauty of his eyes. The deepest color of black stares back at me, surrounded by long, dark lashes. His almond shaped eyes reminds me of an Egyptian’s and was breathtaking in its beauty. As I watch, red begins to flood his iris, transforming the black to a bright red.

And then—he looked up. I stopped breathing. His face was blank. Completely unreadable. But his eyes— His eyes were red. Not in the tired, bloodshot way. Not from crying—though he had cried, that much was obvious from the dried tracks on his cheeks. His once gorgeous viridescent irises were now a deep red. Like wine left too long in a goblet. Like blood drying beneath glass. Not green. Not even close. And it wasn’t just the color. There was something in them. Something dangerous. Ancient. A promise of death and bloodshed.

My eyes look from Eric to Ivar and then back to Eric again. 'They can't be serious.' I think to myself as I frantically look around the room for a mirror to confirm their words. Of course, I know they will never yank my chain with something as crazy as me going feral but I still had to see for myself. I don't see any mirror in side the office so I set out to search for their toilet, closely followed by Eric and Ivar. Bear abandoned where he stood guarding the door to also follow behind us. Right there inside the lady's room, I finally confirm what I already suspected to be true to myself. My right eye; pupil, iris, and sclera, are pitch black like it belongs to a demon while the other is dee

“My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.” Her lashes were lighter, almost blonde. It was possible she dyed her hair. She had tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and under her eyes. “Oh?” “Yes. Now, my deal. You can stay and pull that gun away from me or you die.” I pressed a little harder against her neck. “One wrong move, your blood will splatter all over the floor. Since you’re pale, you’ll die in a matter of seconds, Iris.” “You’ll die with me, Colton. That’s a promise.”