Cute Gacha Eyes Novels & Stories

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

(눈_눈) （*＾-＾*）“Go, go, my very reliable system! Give me a gentle knockout!” (눈_눈) “…” Blackie’s virtual fingers itched to give his idiot of a host one very “gentle” knockout. But… “Host… have you considered just…you know…” (◞‸ლ) ‘…saying no? With how doting your hubby is of you, as long as you are genuinely resistant to the idea of sleeping with him, he wouldn’t dare to eat you up! What are you doing? Some kind of push and pull play between husbands???’ щ（ﾟДﾟщ）

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Staring right at the man in front of her right now. "How come Uncle's eyes are the same color as Ruka's?" asked Ruka with an innocent face while touching the face of a man who was none other than Zack. Zack's heart pounded even more when the small, soft hand touched his face. Especially when Zack saw the look in the eyes of the little girl in front of him right now, exactly the same as the look in his eyes. Both of their eyes were Hazel colored. Where that eye color is very rare. Only native descendants have that eye color. Whereas Zack had never met anyone with the same eyes as himself, before meeting this little girl.

banned. I became a cyborg, the new version introduced by Daniel Denvers which doesn't cause death when the mod energy becomes completely depleted. I assimilated with the eye and it increased my mod energy exponentially, I tried to test it with a combat machine, it helped me predict combat moves, but I got hit as I sucked at combat. I tried analyzing the power of every person I saw, the eye on my right was like any other normal eye but when I gave it some mod energy it helped me find the power of others. I don't wish to explain more about the power of the eye as it has to remain confidential. If you are reading this, then you must be one of the government officials or the owner of the other

She was busy drawing something on paper. “What do you think? I could have the eyes be rubies.” Ana asked Maddie. “No, make them sapphires,” Maddie interjected to incite a nod from Ana. “Of course, they’ll match his eyes. Well done, Maddie.” Ana voiced before drawing again. Did you not hear me? Mykhol’s smile flattened slightly. “Cousin?” Mykhol again pulled up another smile. “Oh?” Ana lifted her head with a disinterested look. Mykhol had to bite back his urge to yell, feeling her expression anger him even more.

Grace- He opened his eyes, with a wide smirk appearing on his lips. He was laughing at me, my stupidity because I thought I could win, I could escape, from the hell he created. But I take the charge, I burn the walls, and I break free. He didn’t budge from his place; he wasn’t scared of death I saw it in his eyes. His jade green eyes, deep, vibrant green that look almost like turquoise smiled before his lips curved upwards.

I put my arm around him so he looked at me seriously. “I can’t. And you know that.” I said with a smile and smirked as I went to our car first. I couldn’t help but my eyes changed a color to red especially when I was hurt. And especially when I get angry. We already breed these eyes that when hurt or angry our eyes change color. But Chacha is different because her eyes change different colors. To us, it was just red but she, all colors. She's different from us. She's the chosen one in our whole family.

The sweetness explodes in my mouth, and I savor the flavor. Azrael nods with unbridled enthusiasm, his extraordinary ombré eyes flashing with joy. His eyes, a striking feature he shares with his sister Astria, are truly one-of-a-kind. The ombré effect creates a mesmerizing gradient as if the colors are bending and adapting to the surrounding light.

In that moment, he resembled a high-end fashion model from a prestigious cologne advertisement, but there was something about him that surpassed any glossy image. My attention was immediately drawn to his eyes, which held an otherworldly allure. I had to remind myself that they couldn't possibly be Photoshopped, yet their mesmerizing color seemed too dazzling to be real. They sparkled like the rarest tanzanite gemstones, radiating an intense shade of blue that surpassed anything I had ever seen. Even my mother, a jeweler, would have been astounded by their brilliance. It was as if those captivating eyes held a secret, an untold story that compelled me to gaze deeper, making it almost impossi