Cloud Strife Eyes Novels & Stories

Cyrus First Person Point Of View "Cyrus, you are definitely hiding something. It shows all over your face." He leaned in close, and I couldn't help flinching, stepping backward until my shoulders were pressed into the wall. "I swear," I said, attempting to wipe away my eyes, which just refused to stop being all watery. "I didn't mean to—" “Enough!” he bellowed, rattling the entire room. "Hey, stop crying and listen for once!"

THE UNSEEN ENEMY The cold wind whipped relentlessly around the cliffs, tugging at Iris’s dress and her tangled thoughts. The sea below churned violently, waves crashing against the jagged rocks as if echoing the storm brewing inside her. She stood rooted, heart pounding, staring down the man before her—Silas Wren. His figure was bathed in moonlight, his coat billowing like a dark shadow. His smile was calm, almost serene, but in his eyes lay a chilling coldness that made her skin crawl.

Graeae's stench made Claire feel sick. "But she only has two eyeballs, while you guys have five eye sockets that are still empty, right? You guys will still fight for it. Even if you take two of my eyeballs. It's still lacking,” said Leon suddenly. "He's right!" exclaimed one of the women. "I want Eris's pretty eyes!" exclaimed another. "I want two whole eyeballs!" exclaimed the other. Claire looked at Leon and immediately understood what Leon meant. Eris will be very useful here. She stretched out her hand and suddenly a red-black light came out of it, enveloping the three women. The fight between them got even more intense and Claire enjoyed it.

A lump formed in my throat as I swallowed, a nervous gesture betraying the unease that had settled within me. "I'm naked. Next to me is Heiji, and he's shirtless." Claire's voice echoed through the room as she spoke. "The room was filled with a chaotic display of my clothes, scattered haphazardly in every direction." Tears welled up in Claire's eyes as she began to cry. In overwhelming emotion, she gently pressed her hand against her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Not used to solid ground, clothes, dry air, Chaos was exhausted, hating the world of people even more. The girl clutched her head and began to swing quickly, actively gesticulating and pointing at the door, then at the window with a view of the sea. Black pupils filled the iris of her distraught eyes and suddenly, breathing heavily, Nocté froze. Instantly closing her mouth, she listened and rushed out of the apartment. Shaking off the remnants of the water, Chaos followed her.

His grey eyes had completely dissolved into twin pools of molten gold, burning with an apex predator's unbridled dominance. Beside him stood Clara, looking pristine and dangerous in a silver-embroidered tunic lined with northern runes. Her long dark hair was braided back in northern war-style, and her amber eyes flared with divine white-gold starlight. Resting comfortably in a soft silk carrier against her chest was four-month-old Prince Silas, the Sovereign Eclipse. The infant was wide awake, his silver-gold eyes gazing calmly at the gathering of legendary warriors while a soft, protective bubble of frost-fire and shadow wrapped around his tiny form.

His eyes found mine across the chaos, and the fear I saw there stopped my heart cold in my chest. "Papa!" I screamed, my voice breaking. I tried to push forward, but someone's large hands grabbed my shoulders hard, holding me back. "Murderer!" someone in the crowd shouted viciously. "Kill him! He deserves to die!" "He took our future Alpha from us!" Alpha Darius stood over Papa like a mountain of pure rage, his eyes blazing bright gold with his wolf's fury. "Confess, Kieran. Confess what you did to my son! Tell everyone here the truth!"

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.

I said seriously then left him dumbfounded Unexpectedly, tears welled up in my eyes I feel a lot of chest pain right now and I don't know why tears won't stop in my eyes while walking they started looking at me the world really hates me "Why is the destined Alpha of Ulkira's Clan crying?"

What was wrong with this man? “I don’t know who allowed you to refer to me as something you could own. I’m not anyone’s possession, and certainly yours.” He still had me in his hold and somehow pinned to the wall by how many steps back I had taken. His eyes darkened even more and their blackness became menacing. I could have sworn that for a few seconds, that black blended into a deep red like the fires of hell. Maybe it was just my imagination playing tricks on me because I was so angry. How could someone’s eyes become such a color?