Coraline Other Mother Button Eyes Novels & Stories

Hate how, despite everything I've learned, I remain stubbornly, frustratingly human. I stumble toward Mom, who's now half-collapsing into Dad's arms, her strength visibly ebbing. He holds her like something precious and fragile, whispering her name over and over—"Eleanor, come back to me, Eleanor please"—but her head lolls for a moment, eyes fluttering behind closed lids— Then snap open. And I stop cold. Her eyes aren't brown anymore. They're blood red. No pupils. No whites. Just deep, endless crimson that seems to swallow light rather than reflect it.

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

Before her eyes, there was only a faint silhouette of a small girl, but strangely, Ríona could see the fiery pink eyes of the person opposite her. Pink? Why? Coronis's eyes are originally blue like her. In extreme panic and fear, Ríona's mind went numb as the pain and blood flowed from the wound. At that moment, Ríona heard a whisper in her ear. Coronis leaned down next to her ear:

Angela looked at her mother's face and noticed a blue mark beneath her eye, "he hit you again didn't he" Her mother is beautiful in all aspects. Her smile shines like the sun at sunrise; she has black hair with shimmering sprays of white, long, and smooth curls like noodle spaghetti. Her eyes are black and round, filled with love even though one eye is blue; when she laughs, you can see a beautiful love on the side of her cheek.

“After all this time?” Then Audra's voice cuts through the chaos. “Meet your real mother, Nova. Our first successful hybrid.” Vaughn's arm locks around my waist, his heartbeat pounding against my chest. “Don't look at her eyes!” But his warning comes too late. Mom's left eye was still the nice, cozy brown eye that winked at me during bedtime. But her right eye was a shiny blue gemstone that glowed in the dark. Audra claps slowly. “Beautiful, isn't she? The first hybrid who didn't go mad.” She strokes Mom's stone cheek. “Well. Not completely mad.”

“Where the hell have you been?!” My mother shouted at me as her eyes almost popped out of her socket in rage. She was wearing a floor length and sparkly blue gown that perfectly complemented her blue eyes. My mother was gorgeous, and I guess that’s where Colt and Heather got it, just like her eyes. I still wonder why I had plain hazel eyes when my father didn’t have them either. “I’m sorry, I… I had to clean up again. Did I miss anything?” I asked as I looked down embarrassed at my outfit.

He inclines his head to her, “Mother, this is Celine. My mate. Celine, my mother, Evangeline de Laurant, Queen Mother Luna of my pack.” She’s five-foot-nothing, with long bleach-blonde hair, currently in an elegant braid. Her dark blue eyes are nearly identical to George’s. She has an aquiline nose and full lips, a little thinner than George’s. She’s wearing a blue pinstriped trouser-suit with a white shirt, the top button undone to make room for her cravat, which is a dark blue paisley.

she should have listened to her feeling and followed her to the tombs. "What the fuck are you talking about right now! Are you out of your damn mind" Hazel snapped completely... her blood was boiling through her veins and her eyes was filled with anger as her hair started to become fiery red... but coraline seemed completely unfazed and instead she simply... coraline flicked her fingers and a smile appeared on her face as she stared at Hazel and the reaction on her face, it was amusing.... Hazel froze and she couldn't move... she couldn't freaking move... why couldn't she move her body... what was happening!

shatters from the force of the blow. Glass shards are embedded in my skin and my knuckles are bleeding heavily. But this doesn't faze me, not even a little. Suddenly, the door to my chamber jerks open and someone barges in. That someone is my annoying, precarious mother. She's wearing a long light blue dress and her favorite sapphire amulet. Her white blonde hair hangs down to her hip in one single braid, a glass crown embedded with jade jewels resting atop her hair. Her icy blue eyes are burning with something akin to rage and frustration. Rolling my eyes at her rude entry into my chamber, I fold my arms across my bare chest and turn away from her. "What do you want, mother?" I drawl, my b

Almond eyes covered with a light shade of peach and a nude shade of coral enriched her small heart-shaped lips. "You look so beautiful, my child..." she heard Martha mumbling dreamingly. Looking at her through the mirror, she noticed a dazzling gleam in her eyes. The moment her eyes met, both of them shared a deep gaze. "I wish you a happy life, and I wish you always flourish like these flowers..."