Blue Eyes White Destiny Target Novels & Stories

But for Alex, he automatically knew who it was as he immediately recognized his white hoodie that got splattered with paint in the colors of the rainbow. He scrolled up and as the caption, he simply had a blue heart emoji. "Blue."

"You fools! What are you all looking up there?!! I'm over here!!!"' Looking for the source of the voice, the group soon found out that an adorable fluffy white bird was standing in the middle of the cavern. It looks so pure and innocent, like a white lily. It's cute little head was tilted sideward looking at the same direction were the group was currently looking. It looks like a snowball from afar, and when it look back at the group they were mesmerized by how beautiful its eyes were. The adorable white creature has the most beautiful eyes that they could have ever see. It has the color of electric blue; the color of a newly bloomed bluebell from the valley, so enchanting. They were like th

His first mission was to kill the Thunder Leopard. The target of his second mission was the Iron-clawed Blue-scaled Eagle, a high level 4 demonic beast. The reward was 2,000 pieces of low-grade Fire Spinel plus fifty stalks of low-grade spiritual herb. The last mission was the most difficult one. The target was the Blue-headed Golden-eyed Beast, a high level 4 demonic beast. The reward was 5,000 pieces of low-grade Fire Spinel and five hundred stalks of low-grade spiritual herb.

“Let’s go for a run. I promise, I won’t run into trouble. Besides, I have you to protect me.” Whitee sighed. “I haven’t come into my true powers yet… but maybe this run will bring everything back. You need it. We both do.” With that, I let the moon’s power flood through me again. And before I knew it, Whitee’s eerie green gaze was staring straight into my soul. The only difference now was the icy blue glowing around the green, like a frozen aurora. She was truly magnificent. “Let’s form camouflage so we won’t be seen.”

He knew immediately she woke, she would quickly put them back in their place over her eyes. He almost gasped as the said eyes opened almost too quickly. He couldn't help but be bewitched by the sheer beauty now that he could see them clearly again. They were a blue so bright, they were almost glowing. That wasn't the most unusual thing about them though. That would be the few specks of white that swirled around in her eyes in an almost hypnotic motion until they converged in the middle, where her pupils should be. Only she had no pupils. Or rather, she had *white* pupils.

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

My blue hair fell beyond my shoulders, representing everything I was destined to be rather than being the object of youthful awe. As I fixed the silver circlet Alpha Derek had given me for the mating ritual, my hands shook a little. The thought of him made my heart skip a beat. Prophecy and duty had entwined our futures as we grew up together. I had noticed the tender grin he kept for me and the warmth in his black eyes, even though our interactions had always been professional and closely watched by the pack elders. I was startled out of my reverie by a gentle knock on my door. I called and said, "Come in," hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel.

Opposite. The thought anchors itself, and I let it guide me. Slowly, a vision takes shape. A sleek, white wolf, smaller but no less striking. Its coat is bright as snow, shimmering faintly under moonlight. Its eyes—what colour would they be? Not gold. Something softer, more… mine. I picture them as a deep, piercing blue. Yes, blue. Like his human eyes. A strange warmth fills me, spreading through my chest as the image solidifies. My wolf. A white wolf with blue eyes. It feels foreign yet familiar, like something I’ve always known but never named.

I point out. I really want to go now. But something in me tells me I should not defy him so openly. “ Do you realise how many Ryker will come today? ” She retorts sassily. “ He has…blue eyes. Look for a Ryker with blue eyes. ” I mumble. I sound so stupid to even myself. Giana goes silent. “ What…happened? ” I question after a moment of prolonged silent. “ Ryker Ambrose is also rumoured to have blue eyes. Shall I go to him and ask him if he is Natalie Whitman’s mysterious mate? ” Giana hisses in annoyance.