Novel & Cerita Doe Eyes Vs Siren Eyes

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

I could feel a sharp pain piercing through me, those words were too sharp to not hurt. From my mate of all people, his eyes radiated hatred and anger. I was right, it is too soon to relax, because I have yet to acquire my mate fully. “A siren’s blood has particles that could make any vampire stronger, it can increase speed, strength and all the other attributes.” “That is why you killed my mother?” her sarcasm was made to mask the hurt in her voice. She had always acted like she hated the siren queen, her mother, but her eyes betrayed her.

Even when I forgot the exact tilt of their smiles or sound if their voices I always remembered their eyes. Knew I'd recognize them anywhere. No matter how different they looked. How much they'd aged, I'd recognize those eyes on any face. Ryder's two voids that can swallow me whole. The deep bright green of Hunter's that seem to hold an entire forest. Jeremy's big grey ones that in certain lights almost look to be a dark silver. The hazel of Shade's, the amber flecked with green and blue.

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Reuben smiled wider as he talked. I furrowed my brows deeper as I stared at him in utter confusion, still not comprehending what he meant. "... What do you mean?" "'The all-seeing Dios Eyes' is something that rarely comes into existence in a thousand years. There has been records of only one possessor of Dios Eyes since time unknown. Really, we have just read about them only in books, no one even knew if they were real until today Your Highness." Lord Gilbert explained, "The Dios eyes are said to be most invincible eyes in the entire world, they can see through any deception or illusion magic. It is said that when Dios eyes really awaken, they give off a glow of heavenly gold, as if they wer

Serena stood below her, backlit by a storm of pulsing light, her hair unbound and whipping with an unseen wind, her body radiating a power older than time, fierce and unrelenting. Serena’s eyes had shifted—no longer their usual expressive softness. They were lit from within, glowing with divine silver. They weren't just the eyes of a wolf; they weren’t even the eyes of a goddess. They were something beyond comprehension. Something no one had ever seen. Not even Solmyra, who had lived for nearly a thousand years.

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.

They fit well together. It made me feel sick. Then I got to the family pictures, including pictures of the three of them and pictures of just him holding a little girl. She looked just like her mom, with blonde hair and the same button nose, but her eyes were green instead of Hazel’s blue. I didn’t understand what that meant and why Giana was so stunned to see Siri's eye color until I researched it. Everything I found said that if one of the parents has brown eyes, the children will have brown eyes, as it is the dominant gene.

Were the words in the poem real? I see blue and purple scales appear on my hips and a pink tip where my feet used to be. I lift up what used to be my legs and its now replaced by a large pink tail. My hands begin to tingle like pins and needles turning into numbness. The tingly feeling makes my arm go from its peach color to a blue and green hue. I can now breathe through my skin, the smell of seaweed and salt water surrounds my nostrils. I am one of them now. They've turned me into a siren. They've turned me into a thing that Aiden hates. If he knew what they turned me into would he hate me now?

Her eye lids fluttered slowly, letting her eyes open. “That’s it, look,” I forced her chin toward the mirror, fingers still fucking her deep. “Those voices in your head? Those faces that spit on you? They mean nothing. You hear me? Nothing. This...” my fingers drove harder, her body clamping on me, “...this is real. This is who you are. A fucking Siren.” Her hips rolled down on my hand. Her eyes flew open, stuck on her reflection. Her face red, mouth parted, tears falling as she watched herself come apart.