Blue Eyes White Destiny Target Novels & Stories

"They can't do this to us!" Everybody was calm except me, I thought, as from Lady Cecilia keen eyes an annoyance gave away. "Calm yourself," she said soft while an edge cut through, "Cindy, we'll find a way in. Before us stood the Moon Goddess Virgins: a stony wall of faces unyielding as the resolution behind the stone-hard visages, faces pale as moonlight in their pale blue robes that shone bright as.well, moonlight. This only added to the fire now brewing inside my stomach.

A very beautiful young woman with silver-gray hair and blue eyes color, who seems to be around the age of twenty, came out of the arrival point of entry in country M with three adorable kids. A girl and two boys. On a closer look, the three children look soo identical. The only difference is their hair color. The girl looks so adorably cute with her ombre hair and blue eyes, just like her mother's. Her long ombre hair reaches down to her waist, and her looks were complimented with a cute baby blue embroidery Bardot dress that compliments her eyes.

Dear Diary, You’ll never guess who just moved into the house across the street. I’ll keep it short: Brian Glesias. Yes, that Brian Glesias — the most attractive man I’ve ever laid eyes on. He has dark brown hair, piercing blue eyes that remind me of the beaches in Haiti, and a perfectly scruffy three-day beard. Don’t even get me started on those sculpted arms. Just looking at him makes me feel weak inside, like my whole body melts and my heart starts doing gymnastics.

I feel the way every bit of his interest in me vanishes, like smoke being blown away by the wind. It's like something visibly pulls him from me and soon the air is thick with tension. I follow Coren's gaze and my eyes land on a woman who just stepped out of her car. Destiny is dressed in a white floral dress that makes her look like a queen. The diamond-encrusted roses accentuate her waistline and the light skirt flows around her like a soft cloud. Her makeup is soft but they bring out a shine to her eyes, making them sparkle like emerald jewels set into a perfectly beautiful face. Destiny's hair frames her face perfectly, and I hate how I immediately think one thought when I see it.

Tears well up in my eyes again, that is all I feel like I am doing at the minute. We part ways and we get into our positions in the ritual circle. Scarlet takes a deep breath and starts to chant the words that will start the sacrifice. This time as she chants a light blue light starts to flow through the objects which connects them all together. While Scarlet is chanting the blue light then travels around her and up it goes it even makes her hair rise like the blue light is creating a breeze and it keeps travelling into the night sky.

he looks at my brother. “Well, yeah. Kind of. It’s not snow white, you know? Not like Willow’s,” his face begins to relax, listening to Elijah’s reasoning. “But either way, it’s white, yeah? And our eyes-“ I blabber excitedly, growing fond of the idea, “-our eyes are the same shade as the Royals. It’s pretty uncanny really when you see some of their portraits,” I smirk admittedly, thinking back to the strong connection I felt while delving into the Blue Moon Pack’s memoir.

Every witch has a lot of different maps for spells. “Did they actually make all of you come over?” Alley asked. “No. This isn’t even half the wild population we have over there but some of us omegas wanted to come and figure out a way to break free of them. We can’t do that back home.” Angie replied. Well shit. So that isn’t all of them like we thought it was. “How can we know you two can be trusted?” Jasper asked. “Delilah. What does a white aura mean?” I quickly asked. “Purity” Delilah responded. “I guess you really can’t.. But we can go. We will understand.” Brent replied quietly. “No.” I said quickly, gaining everyone’s attention. “When I look at them all I can see is a white aura.” I ad

It drew me in like the inviting depths of the ocean, whispering of adventure and discovery. In stark contrast, his other eye gleamed a milky white, often shrouded in a veil of cloudiness, suggesting a realm forgotten by sight. It bore the weight of untold stories, hinting at a past marked by loss or longing. The interplay between the two was striking; the vivid blue sparkled with life while the white held an enigmatic stillness, crafting a balance that was both haunting and beautiful.

Rainbow Me: where are we going? Blue : Stirling Me: how are we gonna get there? If we swim from here, we'll have to be human and travel again She sighed Blue: Close your eyes Me: why Blue : just do it Me: okay, I'll close them I closed them and two minutes later she tapped me Me: should I open now? Blue: yes, you're free I opened my eyes and we were in a different place Me: where are we?

Ada asked with an optimistic tone. "Oh! Me! Can I!?" A loud bubbly voice waved her arms up from the far left corner of the classroom. Scarlett spotted a teen with white dyed hair that had an umbre effect which faded into an amethyst blue colour halfway down to the ends. Her eyes were a shiny cobalt blue, compared to Scarlett's ocean eyes.