Black Joker Siberian Iris の小説・ストーリー

Aliana probed. "I am," Jasmine declared to her mother. At that moment, my daughter's eyes transformed, not in the way of her wolf but in a manner distinct to her. Jasmine, like her mother, usually had yellow or golden eyes, depending on Xia's mood, her wolf. However, on this day, her eyes turned an inky black, deviating from her usual honey-brown hue, signalling that something significant was at play.

I’m the last to shake his hand and introduce myself. “Jareth” he nods, his voice much smoother than the giant mans. “Hi I’m Iris” I take his hand that he offers me to shake, our eyes connect and its then I notice the slight purple tint. Not as purple as my own more blue if that’s possible but never the less a purple tint. He seems to be looking at mine with just as much interest. I almost forget that there are other people with us when Johnny clears his throat just as the man did to us before and I chuckle \forgetting how possessive wolves are.

Asked Kohei, a black-winged creature serving the prince of the death. "Those gods pissed me off again. They want the women back." Sirius said in distaste as he lifted his palm and let the bluish marble that Hyun gave him floated mid-air. He looked at it with curiosity. "Isn't that a Pokh, milord?" Kohei asked. "I don't know what is this. That scorpion woman gave it to me." Sirius said, playing the marble with his hand. Kohei's eyes looked at the marble with renewed interest. This got Sirius's attention in him.

The only difference between them apart from size was that Fenrir’s wolf had turquoise eyes, while Beki’s irises were cerulean blue. My wolf pressed against our bond and gave Fenrir a happy bark. He inhaled a deep breath, shifting the air currents, and barked so deep and low that it penetrated my bones to the marrow. My nerves jangled, the lining of my stomach trembled, and I had to clamp my teeth together to stop them from chattering. The second bark was loud enough to shatter my eardrums. Every scorpion hovering above us exploded into creatures the size of locusts, making everyone flinch.

I certainly didn’t, until I met the elusive and reclusive Damien Silverburn. Immediately upon meeting him, I noticed his eyes, the color of fire flickering against the night sky. Any time I had seen him online, his eyes had been brown. One of my jobs, I soon learned, would be to make sure there was a copious and constant supply of brown contact lenses to cover the red. Humans didn’t respond well to red eyes, but the composition of wolf person eyes dissolved the lenses quickly. It was important that there was always more than enough in stock.

I smirk, "more like my mates. Plural Jack. They're quite territorial you know?" He gawps, "two? Mates? That's just a legend!" He gasps. I shake my head, "no legend." I move my neck from side to side and show him the marks. Jack's face pales and he swallows with a nod, "lets just get this done so I can go back to my pack." After shifting into our wolves, we start circling. Jack is a big black wolf with a white flash across his tail, and piercing blue eyes; not beautiful, but freaky. It doesn't go with his wolf or his nature.

Alpha Altan, ignoring Vladimir's words, looked at Zeta Eli in surprise at his question because, as far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned it in front of anyone. Howl Wolf Vladimir has black hair and hazel brown eyes. His eyes are the most striking feature: golden irises, flecks of hazel brown embedded in his pupils. His nose is also very prominent, as are his chin and jawline - His wolf persona was a gift to him from the Goddess. "Your body smells like a vampire," he said, pouring some green-colored liquid into a bowl which the Alpha Altan finished in one breath. Today, I feel very strange about that dickhead," Alpha Altan said as he placed the cup back on the table.

“Those eyes.” Rakar narrowed his eyes. He followed the direction of Revira’s finger. In the darkness of the dense foliage, two points of light shone. Eyes. But the color was wrong. Velkan wolf eyes were usually yellow, red, or brown. These eyes were silver. Liquid silver that glittered, cold, and… smiling. Rakar’s heart beat faster. “Do you see that?” Rakar asked Daniel. “See what?” Daniel was confused, squinting. “I just see darkness. My eyes are human eyes, Boss.”

His eyes had a sparking green color and his lips were voluptuous red. "That isn't Javier. That's Luther Redwood," Viktor said and my eyes widened in surprise. That was the second one I saw in the memory. This is all fucked up.