Cloud Strife Eyes Novels & Stories

Cain’s voice was soft and a mere hopeless whisper that he had mumbled out and I could see from my blurry eyes as I tilted my face slightly that his golden eyes had been painfully looking at the spectacle of Clay about to kiss me. Blinking my eyes a few times I watched his golden eyes hauntingly stare at me. Our orbs met and I could see the rich color being botched by darkness in them. I saw death in his eyes. “I will die if you leave me.” Those were the words that fluttered out of his lips, a soft sigh of breath that had escaped his constricted throat and something inside me snapped? Pushing Clay away at once. I felt my body shake and fall from the pressure on my brain and the tiredness my b

And across the sky, The clouds parted in a spiral. A mark formed in the heavens. A wolf’s eye. Watching. Claiming. Waiting. Liora dropped to one knee. But not in submission. In pain. The past was rising again. But this time, She would not run. She would meet it head-on. Even if it wore Zayn’s face. Even if it broke her first.

**On the Edge of Everything** The air was thick with smoke and the acrid smell of burning debris. Claire's vision blurred as she tried to steady herself after the explosion, her heart pounding in her chest. The docks had become a battlefield, the shouts of armed men echoing off the warehouses, gunfire punctuating the chaos. Ruiz was somewhere in the fray, and Claire could hear her yelling commands, though the words were muffled in the ringing aftermath of the blast.

A fiery storm brewed within Silvio's gaze, his eyes ablaze with a tempest of fury. Silas clasped onto my arms, his grip growing ever tighter, as Silvio's searching gaze followed the path of Silas's touch. I could sense the grinding of his teeth, and witnessed a deep well of loathing fill his eyes, like a piercing flame.

“If Lysander wants to play both sides...” Her eyes flashed darkly. “...then I’ll cut one of them off.” Clarisse stood in front of the fogged-up window, watching the snowstorm roll in—a sign that a bigger storm was brewing.

Lightning crackled ominously, deep rumbles shaking the heavens. Raiden’s head snapped upward, her eyes wide. “What in heaven’s name…? Why are the clouds changing?” Her aura flared instinctively, her voice rising with disbelief. “Why haven’t they dispersed yet?! Did the heavens not torture this boy enough? He barely clings to life, and they still—” Elysia’s brows furrowed deeply, her gaze locked on the roiling black sky. The Gods of War exchanged grim glances. None of them understood. Tribulations never reformed after striking. This was… unnatural.

I was certain my pack felt the same; the war was far from over, and Ruth’s forces continued to press the attack. I had to remain vigilant, for Ruth could strike at any moment. “NOOO!” Claire wailed again, a heart-wrenching sound. She was a mess, standing there helplessly as her pack members and family fell, unable to act due to a spell. She knelt in the muddy rain, her hands submerged, her gaze fixated on my back. “NO, RUTH, PLEASE STOP THIS NOW!” Claire pleaded, her black tears flowing freely. “I CAN’T WATCH THIS ANY LONGER!” she cried, her voice breaking.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

She feels the shapes flowing into her mind, and groans. She curls up clasping her head, the headache becoming sharper, and her vision blurring. She feels Merlin wrap an arm around her and she leans into him as the pain only increases, she grits her teeth unwilling to cry out. The colours, shapes, feathers, scales, and other elements of the creatures she was being granted access to. Merlin lifts her head so she has to look at him, his stormy blue-grey eyes staring at her with concern. She leans into his hand, “Claire?” she closes her eyes and takes a steadying breath. She opens her eyes again and nods to him, with a determined look. He smirks and nods back, “Good.” She gets back to her knees,