Characters With Black Eyes Novels & Stories

Some clutch their heads, others bleed from their eyes. And I realize… it isn’t random. It’s only the ones who looked at me. The ones who stared, mocked, and defiled me with their eyes. The rest …..untouched. How? How is he doing this? He didn’t even touch them. And then I look up. My world stops. Kill’s eyes are on me. But they’re not grey anymore. They’re black. Pitch black. Endless. My breath catches in my throat, and for the first time, I feel real fear.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Leah A shadow detached from the garden wall and dropped silently to the ground—tall, broad, lethal. Moonlight carved sharp angles across his face: high cheekbones, a jaw that could cut glass, and those ink-black eyes that seemed to drink the night itself. Kaelen Black. My wolf surged forward so hard I nearly staggered. She clawed at the inside of my skin, howling for release, for him.

Redford had long green hair slicked back, bright hazel eyes, and a perfect, sexy body These are Evan and Estevan, and they are demons Ivan had black, glossy hair down to his ears, red eyes, and a tall, thin body As for Estefan, he had short black hair with red locks, red eyes, and an athletic body And these are Jeremy and Jimin who are ghouls Jeremy had green hair that reached his ears, brown eyes, and a tall, thin body As for Jimin, he had long green hair that reached his shoulders, blue eyes, and an athletic body Connor and Cozmo are Yeti Connor had short black hair, bright brown eyes, and an athletic body As for Cosmo, he had shoulder-length brown hair, bright black eyes, and a huge, musc

she was bored without anything to do at home. Other than visiting her master and her friends at the guest residence, she had nothing else to do. “Why?” Leroy was shocked when he heard this. “I’ve seen 3 people with weird eyes that don’t match up with their species’ eyes and 4 including me.” “The royal vampire king Mateo had green eyes when he should have red eyes. The current royal hunter queen or huntress Carissa had red eyes when she should have green eyes.” “You, a royal prince of werewolf had purple eyes when you should have hazel eyes. I’m a royal princess of the witch, had hazel eyes when I should have purple eyes.”

Black eyes slowly turning gray. He collapsed. Mother Zero rushed forward. Then stopped herself. She did not touch him. She waited. The man opened his eyes. He looked at his hands. Breathed. A heartbeat sounded. His own. The system flashed: ADRIAN BLACKWOOD — COHERENT SECOND CONTINUATION — COHERENT Then: IDENTITY REQUIRED Everyone stared at Architect Zero. He looked at Mother Zero. She said nothing. Charles said nothing. Elena said nothing. Nobody named him. Nobody claimed him.

It just happened so naturally. As soon as my hand got in contact with his, the tension in his body abated, his convulsion started to ebb, and black tendrils across his body started to fade and wane. He looked straight into my eyes, as if he were looking at my soul, sending divine but daunting shivers down my spine. Slivers of jet-black cracks around his eyes started to recede. One of his eyes was still black pit full of charcoal shadows, while the other eye turned back to its beautiful steel grey colour.

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Back then, there was no pain, no heartbreak, no grief… just pure, simple happiness. Suddenly, I realized I could no longer feel the rain hitting my body, even though it was still pouring down. I looked up and saw a black umbrella shielding me from the downpour. I turned around to see who was holding it. Standing there was a man dressed entirely in black. I stared into his eyes—deep, coal-black eyes that looked dull and lifeless. He stared back at me just as intensely. There was something mesmerizing about them, like a black diamond that held a strange kind of beauty despite its dullness.

They were serious and devoid of any emotion, nothing but two black spots speckled in white, just like the door. Feeling like I had no choice, I stepped into the room, not cowering to their presence. Although, I very quickly made my way to my parents, feeling like I needed to be close to them to feel any kind of confidence. The golden figure on the right spoke next. Her eyes were just as cold, only they were not black, instead they were purple with swirls of pink. None of their eyes held an iris or pupil to tell where they were looking. It was as if they could see it all, everything at once.