Calico Eyes Novels & Stories

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

Kayla looked at the ancient looking building in front of her as her nerves got the best of her. Her heart was beating wilding like it was going to jump out of her chest. People were glancing at her left and right, and she knew why, her eyes. She has heterochromia, but her eyes were not the usual heterochromia mix, like blue and green or brown and a more natural colour. One of her eyes was silver, almost light in colour that her eyeball looked completely white. Her other eye was a light violet in colour. The colours of her eyes contrast against her brown skin, making them stand out the more.

Then, softly, I said, “I’m sorry for destroying your world. But this one… this new world, you’ll survive it. You’ll thrive in it. You’re stronger than you know, Kate. You’ll make a powerful Beta.” She didn’t speak for a moment. Her eyes studied me like she was trying to read something behind my face. “I saw something last night,” she finally said. “The men who attacked Keto and I… their eyes weren’t blue. They were yellow. Why?” I turned my attention back to her, surprised she noticed. “They were omegas,” I said simply. “Same as Ravenna. Omegas have yellow eyes.” She frowned. “But Ravenna doesn’t have yellow eyes.”

Scarecrow, dancing backward, scrabbling for something, anything—some kind of weapon, but it didn’t matter. Because Calder burst through, the barrier slurping off of him and twanging back into shape behind him. His eyes glowed, but crimson seeped down his face. His eyes were bleeding. His skin reddened and bubbled as I watched, flaking, crisping, his body disintegrating by the instant.

Unlike any other human gaze I had encountered, hers shimmered with an otherworldly radiance, reminiscent of stars sparkling upon a midnight canvas. Her natural eye color transcended the conventional hazel shade, revealing occasional flickers that had caught my attention on multiple occasions. Initially, I hadn't paid it much heed, dismissing it as a trivial peculiarity. However, now, as her eyes shimmered once more, I couldn't ignore it. Vampires' eye pupil tends to flicker to red when they are hungry for blood, agitated, desirous, or experiencing other intense sensations that could trigger a transformation. The crimson flicker of a vampire's pupils held a profound meaning.

Caterina Why are they staring at me like that? Did I say something wrong? “What?” I ask, taking a step back, but Kai grabs my wrist and pulls me towards the floor-length mirror in my walk-in. “What’s going on…” I trail off as I catch my reflection in the mirror, realising that my once silver Beta eyes were now shining gold. Moving closer to the mirror, I observe the different colours of my eyes, but as I do, something occurs to me. I look up at Kai.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

“It means he knows. Runduc knows I have unlocked my power.” I could feel Callan’s rage surging through my body, and a growl ripped through the room, shaking my bones. I turned around, making Micha’s mouth drop open, but Callan’s eyes flashed black, letting me know his wolf was present. “What is going on with your eyes?” Micha asked. I turned back toward the mirror and peered at my reflection; my eyes were glowing, and the small circle of purple that surrounded my pupil was glowing brightly. I leaned forward, opening my eyes wide in fascination.

He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror. Green against the grey. And just like that his eyes held hers and stared into her green eyes. He goes blank as he looked at the teen in his arm. Her teary eyes looked into his as if she had accepted her fate. His grey eyes widened slightly, clearly mesmerized by the beauty of her green orbs. His eyes make a quick assessment of her face. Tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and by its sides. Those small brown dots on her face looked clear as fresh tears kept constantly rolling down her face. Her cheeks flushed and red. She had a small pointy nose.

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.