Novel & Cerita Cloud Strife Eyes

His indifference made Claire's eyes blaze. Tbc…

His words hung in the air, a sinister ultimatum that tore at the very fabric of my being. Clyde's gaze, a turbulent storm of emotions, bore into me with an intensity. His normally impassive demeanor faltered, betraying a storm of anguish and desperation. I sought solace in his eyes, yearning for a lifeline amidst this harrowing situation. But his expression offered no respite, only a silent plea that echoed through the void of our collective despair.

Clause desperately grabbed the phone on the ground looking at himself online, livid, disgusting, vile, trampled by people, enjoying it so easily helplessly. Each transparent teardrop silently fell from the black eyes like the night sky, just those eyes did not have a ray of joy, nor sparkle like many other eyes. It was quiet, without a ripple, an eye that understood even the dust of the world. "Will dad not kill me?"

He had thought his mates' eyes were beautiful, but these eyes, they were mesmerizing, flashing from dark grey to hazel to silver. "You remember how I said the midwife saw mine and Adira marks before running to fetch the villagers?" Clary asked, desperately wanting to bury her face in her Alphas neck, to hide the eyes that had almost gotten her, and her sister and mother murdered. The eyes that it had taken her and Adira years to learn how to control and hide. "We can control it most of the time but sometimes, they just slip out. There are only two things that make us lose control like that, uncontrollable rage and uncontrollable passion" she said.

She stopped fighting it and as slowly as the droplets of rain came on her body, so also did new blood arise inside her veins. Images of her mother, Chloe, Tina, Brady, her father, Zeidan, and lastly her daughter flashed through her closed eyes and it was as if the wind that blew on her came together with strength. As she flung her eyes open, they were no longer red but a mixture of red and blue with stringing lighting of white. Her eyes looked like a ball of lightning or a cackle of electricity. She clenched her fist and dug them into the floor. The first one, the second one, slowly. Lyne could hear the swooshing of blades behind her, and cries of men who get killed. She didn't see anything

Clarissa As the blue cloud dissipated, a sudden rush of darkness overwhelmed Clarissa’s senses. Shadows swallowed the world around. A chill ran through her soul. The bond with Stefan and Blake thrummed with concern, but she was already being pulled away. She stood alone in a broken landscape. The sky was a mass of swirling black clouds, blotting out any light. The ground cracked and crumbled, swallowing remnants of once-great cities. Rivers of molten lava snaked through the land, burning everything in their path. The smell of sulfur and ash assaulted her senses.

Her vision blurry from the intense pain the thorny trunks brought with each rotation around her body. She focused harder, past the tasteless liquid slapping against her bruised face. Beside the woman stood a beast unlike anything she had ever seen, gnawing on what appeared to be a human with blue wings. She was unable to see their faces past the ranging storm but she didn’t miss the woman’s silvery hair swaying with the wind just as the beast’s red fur, a sinister smile coated her thin lips as she watched Clara struggled. Clara transferred her weight onto her elbows pulling higher to get a better view. If she was going to die here and now, she would like to see the faces of the people deserv

It just took everything that happened to get here and I would not change a single thing because every single thing led to this room, this man, this daughter, this life. Eyes open. Always, always, eyes open. Clara breathes. Rhys holds my hand. We smile.

"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

- Clary's POV - I met his gaze. His eyes were unreadable, like storm clouds rolling over a frozen lake. He looked ruthless, yet I sensed a tenderness buried somewhere deep within, a strange mixture of fire and ice. Combined. Fused. Two opposing forces locked inside him, neither one winning. I couldn’t tell which would surface first, the burning flame or the merciless cold. Then, to my utter surprise, he reached out.