Characters With Black Eyes Novels & Stories

I was too focused on the sword and my new sense of sight. "Kira?" I swung on him. He was a lot closer than I realized. I almost sliced him with the sword. I dropped the tip of the blade to the ground. "Sorry." "Are you okay? I can see you. And your eyes, they look really strange." I tore my eyes from the sword. "Like what?" "Like, black." I blinked. Hopefully black eyes wasn't a bad sign. I didn't know a single movie that said they weren't but this wasn't a movie.

She was just a walking doll, waiting for the perfect moment to drown. Her eyes involuntarily went to the scraper and glanced at it again before raising her head to the mirror, staring at her eyes… a rare case... Gray eyes… She has never seen a black person with grey eyes except her. An abomination. She shuddered, taking the scraper, as her thoughts were going wild... Should I just end it by removing them? it would be good, so no one could look at them… well… they weren't brown like her father's but her mother's pair of eyes… She hated them.

Her big golden eyes turn looking at me directly, and for the first time I notice that her eyes look as though they are swirls of golden lava moving. “Is everything ok? Your looking at me funny” I laugh “Sorry, your eyes they almost look as though the colour is swirls moving” She blushes once again, looking down at her hands “It’s from my fathers bloodline, Blackstorm that's why our eyes look as though its a storm with the swirls” I can’t help but smile at her, I could listen to her all day; Focus Darnick for goodness sake.

Couldn't they just take the exam normally? Luna slowly descended from above as if she was flying. Her black hair was wet and her eyes were closed. Her hands were kept on her stomach and the black dress she was wearing was sticking to her body. As she landed on the ground, she opened her eyes that shocked those eyes who were focused on her. Luna's eyes have no other color. It was pure black. It was voided and dead. It was like an abyss. The maiden's eyes remained the same until she heard her friends' worried call for her.

I was so happy that even though he was trying to choke me I passed him a genuine smile His anger aggravated on seeing my smile and he increased the pressure on my neck making it diificult for me to breathe While doing this my head fell back and the hood covering my eyes came down. He looked into my eyes and suddenly his grip on my neck loosened I knew he would recognise my eyes My eyes were the rarest Not because they were puple or green or grey But because they were pure black They were so black that you couldn't distinguish between my orbs and iris As black as the night with dark moon lunar phase

That's part of him being my protector. Malum snapped his fingers and two men came in. I recognized one of them as the one from the woods. His completely black eyes made me think of Kaleshia’s completely blue eyes, making me long for home even more. The other one looked like he never ate a day in his life. His bones and veins were prominent and his skin was pale. "Grab them," Malum said in a bored voice. the two came forward, one of them unlocking the door. Lycer growled and turned around, wrapping his arms around me. The one with the black eyes started to rip him off of me.

The insides of his eyes were pitch black with no sign of any white. He opened his mouth and coughed up a mouthful of blood. Even the blood that came from his mouth was black. After a while, the darkness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his eyes returned to that of an ordinary person. Then, he stood up suddenly and rushed out of the secret room. *** Also, at the same time, Stacey looked to be a robot that had lost all power. She stood rooted to the spot, her eyes blank. “Stacey?!” “What happened to her?!”

Chaos said that made their friends tease them and she felt like her cheeks were being heated up. “Math Gregor.” A tall and handsome man with a hazel brown eye. “Orville Jones.” The other man said that is beside Math. “Reagan Harris at your service.” The other man beside Blood said he also has a unique eye color just like what Chaos and their other friends have, he has a grey eye like Death and Peace have while Chaos have ocean blue olor of eyes. “Lucas Millson” the man beside Reagan said. “Vix---” Vix tried to say but Chaos made him stop.

All I knew was that a much bigger problem had appeared: a player who clearly had no intention of letting the ragdoll or me walk away. - 'Are you a player?' He was tall and broad, built like a tank, with eyes as sharp as a hawk’s. My hair was braided now, and aside from being a little pale, I didn’t look much different from a player. But his mouth curved into a strange, knowing smile. 'You have beautiful eyes.' Players had black eyes. Only monsters had gray ones. He had already figured me out. 'I never thought an SSS dungeon would have such a pretty ghost. I wonder what you feel like under me.'

My hands were shaking, but I forced myself to lift one. “I’m looking for Lord Draven,” I said as my voice trembled but loud enough for everyone to hear. The room went completely silent, and all eyes turned toward me. The men and boys stopped talking, stopped moving. Then, movement. The man in black stepped aside, and the world dissolved. He wasn’t simply sitting there, he was a wound in the fabric of the ordinary. His face was a brutal kind of perfection. But it was his eyes that stole my breath. One blue, one black eye was so intense they seemed to look straight into your soul.