Black Wolf With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

The other wolves howled too and their eyes turned blue. Logan knew what the blue eyes meant, they were betas unlike the first that died and they had killed other werewolves before now. Yes, when a Beta kills another Beta or an Omega, the color of their wolf eyes change from yellow to blue, to signify that they were no longer pure, they were murderers who had killed their own kind. Alpha Logan was not in any way threatened by that, he had not killed the omega or any other wolf but that didn’t mean he was any less of a threat, he was just as dangerous as any blue-eyed wolf out there.

All three had glowing blue eyes, like the sea after a storm. Derek's coat was midnight black, and his eyes a fearsome green. I felt a Shift that I had not expected. "Paul has already had his first Shift," Karolina explained sensing my confusion. As if on cue, a slightly smaller, compared to the female wolves around me, wolf charged out of the house and into the middle of our circle. Paul came to a screeching halt as his eyes landed on Roza. His eyes were the same bright blue that ran in my family, other than mine, of course, as they widened in shock.

If her wolf was even a percentage of how beautiful she was, then I knew she would be incredible. I watch as she lets go of my hand as she nods her head. She stands up, then walks to a large tree nearby. A moment later a majestic black wolf saunters out from behind the tree. I couldn't believe it. She was absolutely gorgeous. I had never seen a wolf as black as hers was. If it wasn't for her eyes, she would be virtually impossible to see. If her wolf form wasn't beautiful enough, what stood out to me the most was her eyes. Similar to her human form, her wolf also had green eyes. However her eyes seemed to glow, if that was even possible. They had a slight blue hue to them. Her eyes reminded m

I called in tears, as I tapped his cheek. "Ryd...Ryder..., take care my son..., you must get...get the sacred stone back." Those were his last words, as his bloodstained hand, which have been cupping my cheek, fell from my cheek, as he passed away with his eyes widened. I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I slowly took my trembling hand to his face, while running it through his face, before closing his eyes, pool of tears dropping from my eyes, my mouth trembled as balls of sweat formed on my forehead. I felt my blood boiling in fury, my fingers grew slowly into claws, my breath was now hitching, and in the next second, I jerked up and roared, as I shifted into my wolf, which was a huge

He closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately. The large white wolf stood overlooking the meadow, watching the group of black wolves running and playing down below. He saw her, and she took his breath away. She was graceful and amazingly beautiful. He couldn't take his eyes off her, but something was wrong. Someone else was watching her, a huge brown wolf with blue eyes. They growled when they saw each other. This would be a fight to the death. ____________________

My voice trembled, my entire body shook, with the cold wind howled behind me. No answer. But the growl came again. Closer. Then I saw them — those eyes. Not yellow like deer or gold like foxes. These were blue. Cold, gleaming blue. And too high off the ground to be anything natural. The creature stepped into view. A wolf. But not like any I’d seen in books or dreams. This one was massive—its fur blacker than the shadows, its jaw wide enough to tear through bone. The moment our eyes locked, I knew I was prey. It bared its teeth.

For the first time since she entered the room, she rose her head upwards and found the wolf looking at her. The wolf has always glared, growled and gnashed at her, it teared her necks and gave her marks but now, the look in its eyes was different - it held some warmth. "Brother...." She sniffed, shifting closer to the cage not very carefully and when she got very close, she could see the wolf's eyes was no more red but blue - her mother's eyes.