Blind Owl Eyes Novels & Stories

The house was too quiet… that something felt odd. In the middle of the night, where the full moon had shone, Arth had trouble sleeping. His exhausted body wanted to rest so badly but his guts were keeping him awake. He groaned as he sat up from his white bed, then he glanced through the windows. His eyes went wide of what he saw. A white owl stood on a branch of a tree outside, watching Arth. Its white feathers gleamed with the moonlight but its eyes glowed brightly—so round and entirely locked at him. Who would see a damn bird that has glowing eyes?

The powder stung my eyes, burning them. Another sharp stab was accompanied by the heat of the silver. *Help* I cried out through the link. With my eyes blinded, I couldn’t see the next attack and felt the cool blade pierce through my skin, low on my back. I lashed out, trying to inflict any damage I could on the assailants. Fuck, I thought. I was handicapped. In the background, the sounds of Arcas’ and Orion’s beast tearing at each other apart reached my ears. I rubbed my eyes, my vision blurry but my eyes were healing and I could make out the shape of a large shifter, with white hair and violet eyes.

I breathe deeply, filling my lungs with this intoxicating mixture, and feel something inside me uncoil in response. My heterochromatic eyes adjust differently to the darkness—my brown eye seeing the physical world of trees and earth, my amber eye perceiving the magical currents that flow through everything here. It creates a disorienting double vision, a world layered upon itself. Through my amber eye, I see the ward's energy as a distant shimmer, like heat rising from summer pavement, creating a dome over the entire Hidden Bowl.

We looked ahead and saw the biggest gorbloyd. "Shit." At once they said Von and Van. Gorbloyds are like dogs but their tail is the tail of a whale and their eyes are like the eyes of owls. My eyes widened at the same time as the gorbloyds ran towards us so I was very close and hugged Fin praying that time would stop and the gorbloyds would stop. I heard gorbloyds approaching us when suddenly the whole area became silent. Am I dead? "What's going on?" I opened my eyes and slowly looked behind Fin. My eyes widened when I saw a small ma gorbloyd stuck in the air and gaping. I remained holding Fin and blinked my eyes.

Fearful for what she might find, Sheila brought her hand to her son's eyes, startled to see them neon blue with scratches like in an ice cube, and as if she knew what was coming, began to back out of the tent. The black wolf finally met his rival, another black wolf just like himself, but the difference was in his neon blue eyes with flames scratched inside them. The two faced each other until the wolf with the ordinary eyes stepped forward, he thought there was a wolf there, but when he jumped on it,he went through it and fell face first into the ground. Confused, he started to walk around like a common dog and when he faced the other's eyes, he saw a kind of mist surrounding the other and

The fucker didn't even blink. Breaking the staring contest with the owl, I resumed my pace. Under the moonlight, everything was bathed in blue hues. I quickened my steps and then suddenly stopped dead in my tracks. At a little distance ahead of me, I saw two eyes fixated on me. They were glowing bright blue and they were gawking at me. I was unable to see clearly in the dark but I could see the shape of the body attached to said eyes. It was an animal. Dog type. But a big one.

Jayden's pitch-black eyes had a gold line right down the center of his eyeballs and it made anyone who looked at him feel paralyzed for a moment. Owen is an omega and he knows only an ultimate alpha has eyes like that. To fellow alphas, those ghastly eyes wouldn't be too scary, but to an omega, beta, and normal human, those eyes would be a nightmare for them. Ricky hit the counter, softly but hard, so that Owen could feel the vibrations. "Tell me, where is that woman?" Out of the corner of his eye, Owen saw three large visitors rise from their seats and stare at him. Owen opened a drawer under the counter and took out a key.

“Why is the color of your right eye lighter?” “You think it only looks lighter?” “Yes… it’s almost transparent. Very beautiful.” Odin paused for a moment before replying, “That eye is blind.” “Blind? Completely unable to see?” “Yes. I traded it for Mimir’s Well of Wisdom. In other words, no matter how old I become, my mind will never decline.”

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Compared to what I would feel when I lost Dimas, the scratch was just a small issue. I immediately ran up to the monster from behind. I realized from its fight with Dimas that the giant owl used its sharp eyes to see the opponent's movements. It shouldn't be able to see me coming from the blind spot. My hand quickly took Viglet of Hope out of my pocket and aimed it at the monster's back. "Vitr Bris!"