Enchanted Eyes Novels & Stories

As he watched they glowed and glittered shifting and changing and he mind-linked her, ‘Welcome Enchantress’ He said and he heard her chuckle, ‘You know me Alpha?’ His own eyes glowed, ‘I know my Mate’ The husky chuckled again, ‘I am your Mate Alpha?’ Adam pushed through growling softly ‘Down puppy, I know who I am’ ‘Do you have all your powers, Enchantress?’ Sebastian asked as he saw the blue eyes beginning to fade, ‘No, yet Alpha but soon, very soon’ Belle’s eyes returned to emerald green as she looked up at him blinking a little confused.

Lucas’s face was pained, weary. But something was wrong. Terribly wrong. Elena’s clothes were torn and dirty, as if she had been through a fight, but all her bruises were gone. It was her eyes that were truly unsettling. They were completely white, devoid of pupils, swirling with a faint, ethereal light. She stood in the center of them, calm and still, seemingly untouched by the chaos around her. She was in the magic zone.

[Carnelia] One thing that Ona forgot to tell me about Moon Glow Dragons: Staring into the eyes of the Elf King is akin to madness. I forget how to hear, how to see, how to move--all that remains is the swirling sapphire glow of his eyes, bright like the flowers that entwine to create his diadem. ‘Queen Carnelia,” his voice is like warm honey that melts its way down my spine to pool low in my groin. "Would you do me the pleasure?"

Maybe they just merely ended up in the mortal world because of their missions or maybe they grew up in the mortal world like me. Yes. That's right. That woman said earlier was all true. I was called Queen Raven, Queen of the underworld. But there's more. My eyes were changing. I have 3 eyes. The one is my normal eyes which are pink and the other two are the eyes of infernum and eyes of mortem. I'm using eyes of infernum or eyes of hell when I wanted my enemy to be in hell and experience too much pain. I'm also using that when I wanted to play with them. While I'm using the eyes of mortem or eyes of death when I wanted to kill my enemy in just a snap or when I wanted to finish my fight alread

He looks like a Greek god. Then my eyes met with his blue eyes, which were staring back at me. His eyes looked somewhat familiar. Suddenly I realised that I was checking him out. After realising it, my cheeks heated up and turned into crimson. I looked at him and saw a smirk in his face, which he gave while looking at me.

The crimson waves frame my face, and I know their vibrant hue matches the flame of the torches lighting up the stage where Rune and Ginevra will be joined. I spare a glance at the reflecting surface by my left and I am captivated by the intensity of my baby blue eyes. The smoky eye makeup enhances their allure, accentuating the striking hue with shadows and highlights that draw attention to their every flicker. Tiny specks of silver adorn my eyelids, twinkling like stars in the night sky, adding a touch of magical brilliance. I must hand it to the old woman. She's transformed me from a woman to a fucking Goddess. As I progress through the hall, a path materializes before me, a parting of the

Her bare feet were planted wide, like she was bracing against an invisible wind. But her eyes— Her eyes were wrong. The faint shimmer Elena had seen before—the one she'd tried to convince herself was just a trick of the light—was spreading. Consuming. The soft green Elena loved, the color of new leaves, disappeared completely. Replaced by liquid silver that filled her daughter's eyes from edge to edge. No pupils. No whites. Just pure, gleaming metal that seemed to glow from within, casting faint reflections on the steel counters like moonlight on water.

Jack closed her eyes as if he imagined things in his mind. "Yuck." I shook my head and pulled another lingerie. "This fluffy choker wouldn't do me good, Jack. It will itch me." I pointed them out, and Jack rolled his eyes. Bitchy mode on. "Girl, if you want to seduce your man, you better seduce them hard. That choker brings the slutty side in you. It'll summon your slutty subconscious out, baby. Tsk. Put it inside and don't touch anymore, lingeries!" Jack swatted my hand away and growled at me as I surrendered, both hands mid-air.

the witch asked hysterically, unable to contain her curiosity and exhilarating anticipation any longer. The other witch beamed with pleasure, revealing her sparkling set of perfect teeth and claimed loudly, “Yes, it is! The baby girl is blessed with a face, with the capability to flinch the full moon into shyness, crystal green eyes through which a being can view its detailed reflection. Its smile, which can raise the sun, and whose tears can bring a thunderous storm. I can assure you with my life’s sake that this child would fulfill the hundred-year-old prophecy, and provide us with the everlasting beauty that we have craved for centuries.