Blue Eyes Soul Novels & Stories

However, in the fifth decade following the plague, a prophecy came to light in every supernatural race at the same time, that in every century a blue-blooded female will be reincarnated, and her blood can cure the plague of the supernatural race if the ruler was lucky enough to mate with her and drink from her blood daily. But it can only be done if she willingly accepts to go through the whole process and is not forced to do so. According to Amanda, she happened to be the 'blue-blooded' female and this was her sixth reincarnation and Amanda's fifth reincarnation. They both had a chance meeting when she was fleeing from those that captured her after being tortured for several days to concede

Meeting my gaze, he said, "Daphne, you know I fought my way up to where I am now. In order to further establish my family, I have to hold onto Lucille!" Hearing how justified he sounded, I felt my smile wane. "Yeah, so you made the right choice." Chase seemed even more mortified. "Daphne, I went looking for you as soon as you left." Grief flashed in his eyes as he continued, "I know you went to the hospital to—" "Chase McGregor!" I interrupted, scowling at him. "I was glad I did that. At that moment, I realized you were never meant for me. So, I also made the right choice. Otherwise, I would've ended up being just another one of your pawns!"

*** Light grey eyes stare back at me through the mirror, that’s if you can even call them grey. I add another coat of mascara and then return the wand to its tube, I pinch my cheeks a few times, hoping to give some spark of life into my appearance, I’ve always been pale, and no, not just my skin, I mean all of me, my hair is white, not platinum blond or grey, I mean snow white, on sunny days you can see some highlights of blue and hints of silver in it. My eyes are a very light grey on a good day, when I'm feeling emotional you can see flecks of silver like someone sprinkled broken chips of the full moon on my pupils. The freakiest thing I tell you. At least the hair on my eyebrows is a few

Nichole I was only several centuries old when the first Blue Moon wolf was about to be born. A Blue Moon wolf is a rare and powerful being coveted by all. She will give her mate power beyond their wildest dreams. I am the first witch ever to walk this earth and the best friend of Selene, the Moon Goddess, the creator of the werewolves, children of the moon. Selene came to me before the first was born asking me to help her change their fate.

They would have to move quickly or they would be just as trapped as her children. "Close your eyes and concentrate on your children." Lady Silvia gently urged Cilyna. Again, Cilyna did as she was told. Closing her eyes, she pictured her babies in her mind. Chloe with her brown curls framing her round face with eyes that matched her mother's emerald greens. Kade with his straight blonde hair cut short and his cerulean blue eyes, both so full of wonder and curiosity.

"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.

I asked. Tinitigan niya ako at nakita ko kung paano kumislap ang mga mata niya. Something about him changes that it's making me feel like I'm floating. "Your core is different from your soul, it has different color." Napangiti ako. "What's the color of my core?" "Black, it's black." Black, huh. What does that even mean? "And my soul?" "It's white, pure white." Mas lalo akong napangiti. "Silly."

“The dream is the small hidden door in the deepest and most intimate sanctum of the soul, which opens to that primeval cosmic night that was soul long before there was no conscious EGO and will be soul far beyond what a conscious EGO could ever reach.” Everyone looked at him dumbfoundedly. Flabbergasted should be the correct expression. No one could break the silence between them until Blue came with his sass. “Are you saying… all the long quotations, ranting, and whatnot are because you want to change your area with the nearest members. Is not it, right, Orange?” Blue snorted in disbelief. “Unbelievable.” Brown clasped his palms on his lips. “I can’t believe you.” Pink pulled Blue who was l

"Your eyes are crystal clear sky blue on better days — when the sun shines through them. But on the days you're feeling intense emotions, they become a swirl of midnight blue with swirls of clear teal. It gets dark when you're feeling something strongly, it gets more translucent when you're feeling free or lighthearted. Perhaps the best thing to do would be to apply a mix of brilliant blue and midnight blue and then cover it with an earthy shade of cobalt and ultramarine, yes." He smiled at me, his eyes looking like pools of crystal clear water. "Go on, I am coming to love this more than what I had initially expected." I smiled, dragging the ottoman closer to the canvas, as I carefully lined

No one was talking, we were both just staring at the sky, but it felt really peaceful and this moment is just too beautiful. “Hey, I noticed the book you were reading the other day too.” I said to catch his attention. He sat up and reached his hand to me, I took it and he helped me get up too. “The Art Of Eye Contact, was it? I’ve read that book too. What part are you on?” “That part when the male protagonist left his life in the city to chase after a girl who clearly doesn’t give a damn about him. It’s stupid, if you ask me.” He answered casually.