Novel & Cerita Eye Of The Storm

Months had passed, and Storm was growing like wildfire beneath a summer moon. Every day, something new sparked in him, a sound, a laugh, a light. His eyes glowed like molten lava, liquid gold swirling like a firestorm, just like his father’s. When sunlight hit them just right, it looked as if the lava of creation itself burned behind his irises. Blaise called it his mark. Ryker called it a warning. Kira only smiled knowingly. “Fire and storm,” she said. “The gods made sure the world would never forget those eyes.”

She stopped when she looked up and she gave a small smile. “Hello I’m Storm. You must be Marley.” “Indeed I am.” He smiled but he was looking longer then I would have liked his eyes squinting. I growled. “Chill out their Diego no worries.” Marley said. “I don’t like you eye balling my mate like that.” I replied. “I was looking at her eyes.” He said. “What about my eyes?” Storm asked with a straight face. “They’re peculiar I haven’t seen eyes two different colored such as yours before.” Marley stated.

“Keep going.” Goddess, those eyes. I know that look; I’m in danger. If I survive him tonight, I want to know how his eyes can change like that. I swear I see a storm brewing in the normally serene blue. Lightning, clouds, a flicker of gold as Reign gnaws at the bars of his enclosure.

They are interrupted by a loud bang as the door opens and Iris appears, her mark shining dimly. "What’s going on?" asked Iris. "Iris," said Aiden. Caleb: "Just in time. Tell me, selected one, how you intend to quell the raging tempest you have let loose. Iris: "I don't own the storm. We own it all. And we won't make it through if we don't stop fighting." Outside, the snarls of wolves fill the air as they start turning on one another. As the mark intensifies, Iris grips her wrist, her face twisted in agony.

Lorien’s POV The storm wasn’t letting up. I stood at the edge of the large window, watching the heavy downpour with narrowed eyes. Rain lashed against the glass, blurring the view outside. Thick, dark clouds churned across the sky, and the occasional crack of lightning illuminated the wet landscape. The weather had taken a turn for the worse, and I knew there was no way I’d be flying out tonight. Even if I wanted to risk it, I needed clear skies to navigate.

Selina's eyes immediately became cold, like freezing snow, colder than the moonlight outside, just like that, shining with cold rays. Her ash gray eyes seemed to have narrowed at the moment that the creaking sound was heard. Now, in Selina's eyes, there seemed to be a swirling vortex. The storm came, and the ashes caught on fire, burning everything until only ashes remained. The ghost seems to have appeared in a blur, softly but flickering at the bottom of her eyes.

Moments later I feel the headphones placed over my ears and the deafening sound of the storm is muffled. Raven I'm worried about Anita. She not only went to see Joe but there's a current storm going on outside and I'm the only one known to calm her down. Amelia is scared asking for her mother while clinging to my right side. Anita is the only one who can calm her during a storm, even if Anita is scared of them herself.

Janina had said that their goddess had always been very respectful of other gods and their creations, so it was important for witches to follow in her example even though not everyone did. Storm was a gorgeous woman. She had an olive complexion with chestnut colored hair that hung on her shoulders. Her almond-shaped eyes were copper with specks of green throughout them. They were framed by thick lashes and were absolutely beautiful. She was a little bit taller than me and had a slim figure, probably underweight because of her prisoner status. However, that did not distract from her beauty.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

Shooting her hand up to her chest, she fisted her right hand around her the fabric trying to breathe normally. Tears glistened on the waterline of her eyes as she looked at Andreas who was already staring at her. Her eyes widened when she noticed how his grey eyes had darkened, almost turning black. His eyes zeroed on her now swollen and red lips. She didn’t know what was going on but her hands and knees were trembling as if she was caught in a snowstorm. Her heart thudded in her ears and her nerves were all crazy. She wasn’t able to make out anything. It was all too shocking for her.