Novel & Cerita Dark Sapphire Eyes

Sapphire's POV. The smile on his face slowly turned sour and deadly as he spoke. "Your eyes. Amber eyes. They are pretty rare," he remarked. "He must be insanely into you that he had to claw my brothers dead without second thoughts." He yanked my head backwards so hard that it had my throat bulging out through my neck.

He’s already suffering enough for all the crimes he did and so I tried to relax my body but still threw him a sharp glare, threatening him not to get close to me. He averted his eyes from me and looked at the flowers beside him. He picked a purple flower and smelled it, “I always think Salvias suits you, Sapphire. They are the color of your eyes and they represent wisdom, health, and long life, a perfect definition for Faeries.”

"What are you talking about?" His dark eyes bore into my soul, as if digging inside me for answers. I never noticed how dark they were. Sei and Silas had red and grey eyes. Alpha Nazari only had black eyes. Not a lux of light in them. Not a lux of light around his whole face. "I never told you about him." I said when I recieved no response. I watched as his eyes suddenly started lighting up, glowing from whatever magic he was doing. They turned into a light blue, almost like ice and I knew someone with such eyes.

The dress is short, strapless, and hugs your curves perfectly. I've been avoiding looking into your eyes, but it's impossible, they call me. And like the first time I saw them, I feel like they could pierce through my fucking soul. This was one of the reasons I chose sapphire. We stayed like that for precious seconds, just staring at each other. Elena runs her beautiful blue eyes all over my body and bites the inside of her cheek. I capture your every movement so I do not ruin the moment. I grip the box tightly, controlling myself not to hand it to him and beg him to use it.

"Who are you?" The Redhead asked the smaller-looking girl staring back at her with her big sapphire eyes. Even with the poor lighting, she could see the beautiful blue orbs of the stranger glowing in the night. She'd never seen eyes like that before. Yes, she had seen sapphire blue eyes, but not sapphire gemstone eyes. It was beautifully odd.

A child about six years old popped out from under a wooden table, holding a damp cloth. “It’s alright, love. Thanks for looking after Morphi. You can go rest now, Dylan.” Sapphire took the cloth from the child and placed it in a container under the table. The baby looked about a year old at most. His hair was a dull grey, a genetic trace of Sapphire’s silver hair. But what made my heart nearly stop were his eyes. They were a clear, deep sea-blue — a shocking contrast to the usual yellow werewolf eyes that dominated this village in Oakhaven.

I just didn't like the idea that I was being held captive under some freaking beings. I stared at her, not answering her. Her eyes sparkled like there were glitters in them, her eyes were a dark shade of blue but when they sparkled, they turn into light blue. But, sparkling eyes didn't startle me. Her orbs were calm like an ocean but held so many deep secrets. Looking in her eyes suddenly felt so relaxing, so calming, but at the same time very focused. How I wish I could look into her eyes for eternity. I was heedless of my surroundings, not caring if I was sitting between inhumane creatures.

Jade added. The doors opened as everyone walked out of the lift except one person. Sapphire Blac. She wore an annoying eagle eye at them as she had heard everything. "What did he just call me? Not bad, Tacky, old-fashioned?" She hit her fist hard on the wall. "Insufferable brat! I'm not just a wily fox! I'll show you what a real wolf looks like." She hissed spitefully with anger boiling in her. Enough anger to change things.

Stephens never disappointed, but this time, he had outdone himself. I reached for the first box, the one lined in deep blue velvet. Inside was a necklace that seemed almost alive. The centerpiece was a pinkish-orange gem that looked like a captured sunset, surrounded by smaller white diamonds that shimmered under the desk lamp. I remembered Stephens saying, “This stone, Mr. Blackwood is rare; its Padparadscha sapphire. It symbolizes eternal passion and grace. It’s one of the rarest sapphires in the world, perfect for a woman who inspires both.”

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.