Dekus Eyes Novels & Stories

“I forgive you, Decker. I don’t want to punish you. “I kissed his forehead as I knew if I didn’t forgive, he would not forgive himself. He hugged me immediately. We finished our dinner quietly, keeping peace in our hearts. I wanted to spend some time in that beautiful hut, so I walked inside. I kept my head on Decker’s lap, looking towards the hut. “I didn’t know about this hut, moonlight marching through the gaps; it’s beautiful,” I asked. He smiled as he played with my hair strands. “Your eyes have a hint of purple color in them, do you know?” I looked at him with a blushed face. “It’s because I am looking at them,” I answered. “Maybe, but for me, these eyes are my mirror; These liquid poo

It's the bare minimum. Callen flashes his light in my eyes, and it sends a wave of pain through my skull. "You look like you're utterly stoned. Your pupils are nearly completely dilated," he says, and I run a hand over my face. He glances at Danika's form, a worried look on his face. "I can take it. You don't have to worry," I reply, and right in that moment, Danika's eyes fly open, her body arching. Her left eye is a cerulean blue, and the other is golden.

“My eyes.” With that, his expression shifted, and I could tell he already noticed them, too. I asked him if he knew what was happening to me, and he said he thought he did, but he wasn’t sure. He said my eyes began to resemble those of a merling. A merling was a mer infant. He said their eyes faded before turning gold, and I was surprised to learn that they were born with green eyes that changed as they grew. It was all fascinating, but I was also slightly terrified. Plus, I had no idea how I felt about gold eyes. I loved them on Kairos, but they were inhumane and even needed to be concealed with lenses. Plus, I kind of loved the green on myself.

They mixed with the cold fear still clawing at my own chest and gave me something I could stand on. Kade returned from the right flank. His cut had been wrapped but fresh blood already soaked through the cloth. “They are at the outer trees. I saw three of them. Red eyes. Smoke coming off their fur like it was alive and hungry.” Drax’s jaw locked so tight I heard his teeth grind. He did not release my hand. “We hold until they break into the open. No one charges out.”

Looking down at her like a tiger would look down at his deer hat was soon become his dinner. “Kitten,” he rasped as he crouched down before her and placed both of his elbows on either side of his knees. It would be appalling if he didn’t find the tiny little teen beautiful. Her green eyes sparkled with those tears brimming her eyes, almost making her eyes look like emeralds. She had a sharp jawline and nose. Her light and white skin highlight each and every single freckle and mole.

We stayed in each other's arm, sobbing our hearts out. However, I noticed Derek's eyes go wide as soon as my other hand came forward. His gaze became icy as he stared at my hand and I noticed his eyes glow. His eyes interchanged from blue to gold just like.... No way! His eyes glowed just like Aaron's eyes!

I recognised the one with yellow eyes from earlier as Ashina and the other had a neon green eye colour, which was the mark of the Delta, Lowell. They reach us and immediately bow their heads, I turn to see Volk’s eyes are a blood red. They were bowing to their Alpha.

she filled in. "Woah!" Nadazhda exclaimed, "It's too much to take in." "And the second bite is when mating, his beasts, one by one, would stakes their claim on their mate," Zeke said, holding a little bunny with green eyes. She was transfixed with the eye colour, and there were different types of eye colour here. "Beasts mark? Mating?" Nadazhda blushed furiously, using her hair to cover her face, not after seeing Zeke's eyes twinkling with mischief. Her thoughts were unholy.

They were lidless, disembodied eyes! Leesa shut down her telekinesis and the eyes stopped moving, hanging suspended ten or twelve inches in front of her now. She felt her own eyes grow wide with surprise and horror as the three pairs of eyeballs fixed their gaze upon her. They were a pale, grayish blue color—the exact same color as Dominic’s eyes! She couldn’t know for sure, but she suspected these eyes had once belonged to the wizards the Necromancer and his black waziri henchmen had murdered. Somehow, the evil mage had trapped them here inside his table. She prayed that Dominic had not suffered a similar fate.

I jolted from fright, but Keres clung tightly, holding me in place. He did not try to make himself look presentable; instead, he only scowled at a woman sitting in the car across from us, who in turn stared at us with an amused expression. She was crazy beautiful and reminded me of some ancient deity I read about at school for English literature. She has fair, flawless skin and large, bright green eyes. Everything regarding her facial structure was in proportion: high cheekbones, full, plump maroon lips, and perfectly sculpted thin eyebrows. A curvaceous hourglass body and rich amber-coloured hair. As I met her eyes, I noticed her pupils were elongated and her irises had black lines in them,