Cloud Strife Eyes Novels & Stories

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,

She tried to push Wesley off, her hands trembling as she fought against him. Tears welled up in Tara’s eyes, her cheeks flushed, and her body began to betray her control, a soft sound escaping from her throat. “No!” She refused to give in to despair. Desperately, she bit down on the tip of her tongue. The sharp pain jolted her mind back to clarity. Summoning her strength, she raised her knee and drove it straight into Wesley’s nose.

For the world, we created and nurtured together. Riley made me believe in a world where love is greater than my insecurities. A world where the sun shines whenever he looks at me. A world where mistakes are accepted and forgiveness is a possibility. A world far better than my dreams. Yes, life indeed is beautiful, because I see the world differently now through the eyes of my Alpha. THE END. Through The Eyes Of My Alpha - Cassandra M / April-June 2022 Author’s Note: The Epilogue Scene in this book succeeded the epilogue scene from Alpha Caspian’s In The Arms of My Alpha, where there was a scene of Amber and Zach’s mischief. You can reread it to relieve the moment.

When I go to stand back up to find somewhere to hide, I’m thrown backwards into a tree, hitting my head. I groan and let my vision come to focus. My head begins to throb as I sit up and I notice I am nowhere near the fight. A hooded figure comes to view, I try to stand but stumble from dizziness. The hooded figure gets closer and lets out a horrid screech. I start gasping as a blue wisp starts to come from my parted lips and I feel as if my energy is being drained. Right before darkness consumes me, I see those purple eyes with gold flecks.

, he said. "Not happening". "It's going to be a messy clash of bullets out there", he responded. "I don't care". "I won't let you go and that's the end". "Why?". "Because I lo-care about you". My heart beat raced as I locked eyes with him.

She rolls her eyes at me “Yes, we are going to go in here, drink, dance and enjoy ourselves! Between loosing our baby, helping our friends and battling a war with the rogue king we have forgotten what we’re fighting for! We fight to love a happy and free life and we need to remember that life. No more stressing tonight! Let’s go let our hair down” it sounds more like a demand than a request but she doesn’t fight me Heading into the club Angel seems to be dragging her feet, that is until she sees Christie, Julian and Paul sat in a booth waiting for us with drinks lining the table ready. She looks at me her eyes big with excitement then she near enough skips over to her friends squealing with

She immediately replaced her vicious expression with a pitiful, vulnerable look. "Ms. Warren, Asher and I are in the past now. Why are you being so aggressive?" Her eyes instantly reddened, and her voice choked with emotion. Winona frowned, confused by the sudden change. The next instant, Ella ripped a tear in the matching T-shirt she was wearing. Before Winona could react, Ella lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Winona was caught off guard as Ella dragged her into the pool beside them. Winona had nearly drowned as a child and had a natural fear of water. The water came surging toward her. She instinctively thrashed her limbs, trying not to sink.

Irritated by the water splashing into his eyes, Blaze exclaims with frustration, "Fucking don't splash the water in my eyes!" Despite his admonishment, Rose persists in her distress, unable to calm herself. Blaze, realizing the urgency of the situation, pulls her closer, their eyes meeting in a moment of shared intensity. He speaks firmly, trying to soothe her, "Calm down!" Taking in deep, rasping breaths, Rose desperately pleads, "Please, help me." Her arms cling tightly to Blaze as he holds her waist, both of them buoyed by the water that assists their floating. Their eyes remain locked, a mixture of fear and trust reflected in their gaze.

The sea roared, waves crashing violently against the jagged rocks, as if the earth itself were reacting to the tension between Clara and Emily. The wind howled, tugging at their clothes, the scent of salt and decay filling the air. Clara stood at the edge of the cliff, eyes locked with Emily, whose transformation had reached its full, terrifying potential. The glow emanating from Emily’s form was eerie, like moonlight trapped inside her very skin, veins of root and coral crawling beneath her translucent flesh.