Damian Wayne Eye Color Novels & Stories

He summoned Lucien to his office. He walked in, scanning both of us. His gaze stopped at me and he narrowed his eyes “Is everything okay? Have you been crying?” He asked. He turned to Damian “What did you do to her?” He asked, his eyes blazing with fury. “Lucien please calm down, Damian has something important to tell you” I pleaded. He pulled out a seat and sat down “Okay?” He asked. Damian fumbled with his fingers “My mother isn't dead” He said, Lucien’s gaze widened.

"I don't remember anything." Damien looked away; eyes focused on something in the distance. When he looked back, she noticed how blue his eyes were. With his eyeliner, his eyes had always just looked black from a distance. 'Why am I only noticing this now?' she thought. She'd seen him up close on multiple occasions in the past few days. The only explanation she could dream up was the harsh sunlight shining on his face. "I think that's for the best," he said. He was right, technically, but she was still desperate to know. It was her life after all. Her history.

Gemma ended shaking her head. “Are you scared you might actually like me more than Kayden.” He said smiling. She stared at him for some time, his looks were not bad at all, he was handsome. Damien has a dark brown hair with brown eyes that suited him well. He had a pointed nose, that of models, his lips were just the perfect shade of pink and were pierced. Overall, he is not bad, just gave off this bad boy energy. He did not really fall short when it comes to being handsome.

Damian was another of my good friends that I made in the last three years. He was the gamma’s son and my next gamma when I get crowned as Alpha. He had blue eyes and dark blonde hair with a height of 6’3. He was a charmer and he loved to believe he was still eighteen years old. “I’m going to take a long nap,” I announced when we dropped everything in Aurora’s room. “Roe, are you sure you’re not pregnant or something? We will always be there for you, you know,” Damian mumbled when he took in all the things we bought.

Lucas quickly took his hand away from hers. Victoria turned to Damian with what looked like a fake smile"Yes I am the head security", she answered. "Wow", Damian acknowledge, still trying his best to shoot his shots at her. Truth be told, Damian was nearly as handsome as Lucas. He had dark blue eyes,he was tall and had a pointed nose. His skin was fairly pale, that he could even be mistaken as a vampire. His lips were heavenly red and his eyes brow so thick and full. Victoria on the other hand was beautifully made,she had brownish eyes,her lips were rounded like an O.

My eyes slowly drifted back to his face, and I realized this was the first time I was truly seeing him properly. Sharp eyebrows. A straight nose. Thin lips. A defined jawline that somehow made him look even more intimidating. And then there were his eyes. Dark grey. Not silver. Not black. Grey. I had never seen eyes like that before. They were cold and calm, yet there was something strangely hypnotic about them. Something that made it hard to look away. It felt like they were pulling me in without permission. "You've been staring for a while now," Damien said suddenly, the corner of his lips lifting slightly. "Do you like what you see?"

A lot. "What do you mean?" I asked staring at my mate before me who looked almost guilt stricken. He finally looked up and his meek, blue eyes vanished... In fact, they were electrifying blue and oozing with power and confidence. Deamian's electrifying blue eyes.

The yellow eye zoomed in on Zen creepily before scanning the doorway. “I don’t sense any heat signatures nearby. It’s surprising that you actually managed to come alone. I thought your watchful owner would try to tag along on the pretext of protecting you according to the omerta.” Startled by the moving eye socket, Zen stared at it for a little too long, and Damian sighed. The other eye that was purple blinked but not the yellow eye, making Zen wonder how purple was a natural eye colour. There were many questions for this elusive inventor, and Zen picked himself off the floor to take a seat opposite the cyborg.

Damien being no exception. Damien tested to see if he would flinch as he acted as if he was going for a hit, but Dan didn’t move. The cold stare in his eyes never faltered from his. The same eye color, the caramel brown, different skin tone, but the same damn bone structure as the man he wanted to kill more than anything. Seeing him in person didn’t deter his hate. It only fueled it as he charged full speed towards Dan. Surprisingly, Damien connected knocking Dan to the car he wanted to get, placing his forearm on his throat.

His suit perfectly complemented his dark brown hair and blue and green eyes. Damien's suit is dark blue, almost black with a baby blue button-up shirt. The dress shirt hugged his muscles just right, which screamed for me to kiss every inch of them. The top two buttons of his shirt were opened as well, but his shirt was tightly tucked into his pants, so tightly you can make out the yummy six-pack that hides underneath it. His pants are a little tighter than Jackson's, making his ass look perfectly plump. The dark color of his suit stood out from the light color of his hair and made his beautiful coffee-colored eyes pop.