Calico Eyes Novels & Stories

In the pitch-black darkness, Celeste's eyes could only discern a solitary pair: Jeremy's eyes. They shimmered with a vibrant blue hue, but their once familiar gaze was now filled with fear, and burning within them was an inferno of unchecked fury. The fiery intensity was so blinding that Celeste instinctively wanted to avert her gaze. With a blink, the flames of anger were swiftly consumed by overwhelming fear, and the encroaching darkness devoured those eyes like a tide.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

I see eyes in the woods glowing silver looking up at me. Instead of freaking out in a panic, I felt calmness like I did with Alpha Wyatt. But that couldn’t be him, could it? Alpha Wyatts eyes are an electric blue color, and these eyes are silver. Those set of eyes disappeared and the sense of loneliness washed over me. Mia was heard whimpering in the back of my mind as she must’ve felt the same feeling as I did.

Aaliyah let out a soft sigh and I think if she had more energy, she would have rolled her eyes. “My beast,” she cooed and instantly Cahya rushed to her side, damn this girl knows what she is doing. “They are only teasing you, love,” she sighs, although he doesn’t look convinced I can see him hungrily devouring her as she lies there. I advert my gaze to the little angel, seeing her unique eyes look up at me. Up close, I can make them out so much clearer. They’re a deep royal blue with a dark almost black, brown surrounding the pupil and iris framing the colour so it draws you in, then thick long lashes already surrounded her eyes. This one is going to be a heartbreaker, I can tell.

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

She sighed frustratedly. "Look, I don't know why you are doing this but let me tell you, I am not your wife. I am not Cali Ruth. I understand why you are saying this. It is because we look almost the same, right?" He just chuckled on hearing her while shaking his head a little. "See. Your wife had hazel eyes while mine are heterochromic." She said and he got lost in her unique pair of eyes. As he looked closely, he could see that her left eye was a beautiful shade of gunmetal blue and there were some swirls of hazel in it too but it was dominated by the grey-blue. While her right eye was hazel in color with some swirls of blue in it but dominated by the hazel. Her eyes were really unique.

the exact woman that I had seen that day peeping creepily at me through the open window. But her eye color, there was something about it like it was my exact eye color. This was the first time I had seen someone with that exact eye color. None of my parents possess it, not either Dominick or Madam Calantha. I have other features like Dominick except the eye color. Since I didn’t get it from him, I thought it would be from my mother, but Madam Calantha has deep emerald green eyes, while I have red-violet eyes, just like that old woman.

“I would like for you to attend dinner with us.” Garrett cleared his throat, his mismatched eyes staring down at me. For a moment, I wondered if people thought the same thing when looking into my eyes. My eyes were an exact replica of Garrett’s. One eye was a light blue, lighter than the sea or sky. The other eye was a rich brown, hints of honey and gold thrown into the mix. The sight was hypnotizing, both eyes bright and unique in their own way.

I look in the lake to see Carly. Her eyes are a luminous, glacial blue, filled with ancient wisdom and a deep, gentle intelligence. They seem to see beyond the physical world, reading hearts and spirits with an unspoken understanding. There’s a calm presence in her gaze, the kind that reassures and protects without needing words.

"It's the color of... stability." "That's a weird reason. I like green." "I know," Cale said. "Forest green. Not lime. Not neon. The color of moss." "How do you know that?" "You wear it. And your eyes." Elion looked at him. "My eyes are hazel." "They are green," Cale corrected. "With gold flecks. When you're angry, they look darker. When you're tired, they look grey. But they are green." Elion felt his heart skip a beat.