Novel & Cerita Dark Amber Eyes

She smiles at me, her eyes were just as amber as her name, but when her eyes fall on Cole, it was like nothing I had seen before. Their eyes glaze a strange bluish colour and I watch as Ambers lips move, barely a whisper comes out “Mate” “Mate” Cole growls and I watch as the glazed eyes turn a deep black, exactly how Daryl would look at me, well, how he would look at anyone. “Please, let me go, I didn’t know” Tana’s whining breaks the tension, Cole drops her arm as Amber and Cole move towards each other. His attention only breaks when other women come running at us, shouting at Cole and me.

She looked old and I could literally feel the age humming in her bones, like some form of energy. "Very well then." Her eyes met my hazel ones and when they widened a fraction, I knew my eyes had changed color. "Ally, is there something you want to tell all of us in this room?" She asked and I nodded, looking in Tamara's direction. If my thesis was correct, she was the only one in the dark about what I was. Tamara blinked as if unsure of what she was seeing "Whoa. I didn't know your eyes could do that. I mean, your kind only change eye color to amber. Or blue. And they're supposed to just-"

For there, just beyond the trees, in the darkness of the night, glowing in the light of the fire was a pair of dark yellow eyes, no wait that wasn’t the right color, but her brain was too tired to identify it, that stared right at her frozen form. Alexa watched the eyes in fear, waiting for it to attack. Those dark yellow – no amber, a voice in the back of her mind whispered – eyes were one of the most beautiful pairs of eyes that Alexa had ever seen. Yet, no matter how beautiful they were, there was a hint of absolute danger lurking behind the beauty of their eyes. It was as if they were telling her to love them, but not to trust them, to cherish them, but not to let her guard down around t

The whites yellowed and streaked with crimson where the veins had ruptured. He opened his eyes swiftly, his skin draining of colour. The woman was watching, barely noticing the vile images that had started appearing. The contorted faces of children, their tears reflecting their knowledge of their impending death. One after the other...a litany of sin that Nathaniel carried and repented of each day. But as the smoke blurred the vision, she leaned forward, peering deep into the fire. A smile tugged at her thin lips before she sat back and slapped her hand on the ground beside her.

She can't still pinpoint his category- newborn, master, or elite, other than that he is a vampire. She remembered her eyes before everything had gone black; they are the most beautiful ones she has come across. They are not dull brown or dark brown. It's a balance in between which can only be described as the color of honey. Honey brown that is so light she could see the specks in his eyes.

It poured off her in waves so strong I could barely breathe. She stood in the center of our chamber, her chest heaving, her hands clenched at her sides. The air around her shimmered, hot and wild, as if flames licked just beneath her skin. Her eyes — gods, her eyes — flickered between their dual colors, green and violet, lightning flashing in the storm. “Amara,” I said carefully, stepping toward her. My voice was calm, but my heart pounded in my chest. “You need to breathe. You need to center yourself before—”

He looked at her innocent face which was looking lifeless now. "Bunny! Please open your eyes... Please..." He tried to crawl closer but he was stuck. He noticed footsteps getting louder. They were surrounding his car. He didn't move his eyes from Her face but he recognised the voice of his enemies. "Burn him down along with his fucking car... Make sure they won't even find his fucking ashes." Dominick was bleeding heavily, he was holding her hand tightly until darkness gathered around his eyes. His heart dropped when he realised thatshe is not with him anymore.

I say as tears continue to fall from my face. I rest my head on his chest, letting myself calm down from everything that's just happened. "C-Caedance?" I hear a faint sound say. I twist my head upwards to stare into Darius' eyes. Over the short time we've spent together, I've noticed that his eyes change colour quite frequently. His eyes are normally a light azure blue colour. Similar to the ocean. However, in times of lust or passion, his eyes change to black. When he's pissed, they change to a shade of crimson black. A dark ebony colour with subtle hints of red flickered throughout. However, right now, his eyes are bright gold. I'm guessing it's the colour of his wolf's eyes.

I couldn't see anything except the silhouette of a man. Tall. Broad shoulders. A frame that filled the entire doorway. He stepped inside. The light caught his face. And I saw his eyes. Amber. Not brown. Not gold. Amber—the kind that burned in sunlight, the kind that belonged to something wild, something untamed, something that had never been caged. He looked down at me. “Hmm.”