Cloud Strife Eyes Novels & Stories

The plot was clearly accelerating. He narrowed his eyes menacingly. "I never hit girls, but anyone who messes with Rosie crosses a line they shouldn't." He turned to his gang and barked, "Get her!"

I can feel my tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t like this. Stop it, please. "I'm not crazy! Stop this, please! No, I'm not crazy! Just please, stop!" "Hey! Stop that! Heavenly, listen to me!" The stranger successfully reached me and he held both of my hands before he forced me to look at him. There, I saw his peculiar eyes again. Like it’s calling me... I can see a whole new world inside those pair of eyes. "Hey, calm down. Please."

- 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.

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.

.“Ready my horse,” I said. “And call Captain Myles. I want the Stormguard on alert.”Kira raised a brow. “You’re going to the ridge?”“I need to see it myself.”“Clara—”“No more thrones. No more waiting. If Dorian’s playing games on two fronts, I need to outmaneuver him. Not sit on velvet while my people burn.”For a moment, I saw approval flicker behind Kira’s eyes. Then she nodded.“I’ll hold the court,” she said. “And watch your back from here.”Outside, the sky was burning.Not from fire—but from light.A strange crimson glow bled from the clouds over the southern peaks, dancing like lightning but with no thunder to follow. My wolf stirred under my skin—uneasy, alert.Magic.Old. Wild. Unnatural.I

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

" Don't stray to far away for your mate may not stay the same, crazed and starving they will run away, doomed to their fate to meet the darkness that cannot be kept at bay." Echoing in my mind as I see a bright yellowish light come into view. I stand slowly blinking my eyes, trying to focus on the silhouette that has appeared against the blinding light. I try to shade my eyes with hand hoping it will allow me to get a better view of the thing standing in front of me, when my vision shifts becoming crstyal clear. I see Sarah standing close to the edge of a cliff. The smell of salt hitting my nose, before I register that she's crying. Hearing hear sobs of sadness as she wept. She turns to me w

There was scar tissue there which looked like it had not been allowed to heal properly. "Don't you care if he gets an infection?" I wondered, looking at the open wounds. Hearing my voice, the alpha's eyes opened as he moved slightly into the eyes. His eyes glowed with the ocean blue color as his eyes darted from Dr. Dawson to my scared eyes. He suddenly bared his teeth and growled low into the back of his throat, it was a warning sound that made me flinch, but I was aware so I didn't take the step behind Dr. Dawson like I dearly wanted to.

I would lead them through the War of the Rogues and every other enemy that came our way. "I'm proud of you, Ares." Maya said giving me a hug immediately we entered my room. "Thank you. With you and Cali by my side, I'm sure we'd achieve great things." She nodded in agreement but her eyes were distant. "About Cali, there's something odd and familiar about her." I gave her a long look. Although I didn't doubt my sister's visions and insight, there was no assurance she was right. "It's probably her hair and eyes but I love them that way. They make her very uniq-", as I spoke she shook her head in disagreement. "Apart from her hair and eyes being different, there's somethi- what did you say her

The wind howled like a mourning spirit through the ancient trees, their skeletal limbs rattling against each other in a discordant symphony. A storm was coming—not one of weather, but of war, of blood, and of shadows long buried. Aria stood at the threshold of the Council Lodge, her arms crossed tightly over her chest as she watched the clouds churn above the Frostfang Mountains.