Eyeless Jack Novels & Stories

And Jack did not fail to take advantage of this opportunity and fell on top of the girl, pressing her with all his considerable weight. “Gotcha,” the man said with a predatory smile, leaning towards her face. Emily, who could not move now, lay prostrate under this man and looked into his ... His bestial eyes - incredibly yellow, with a red rim around. This color proved that he was the leader, because only the leader showed red eyes, completely filling the iris. But now this color was only a background. Backdrop for yellow bright shining eyes. Usually the girls who were with Jack experienced an irresistible desire, an excitement of such strength that they were not able to resist it.

Axel said in a rather aggressive tone. I was instantly annoyed but something in me told me to listen. Not sure what made me do it but I looked back. Just in time to see a pair of eyes, yellow eyes looking directly at me before disappearing. They were only there for a few seconds but I know they were there. The only thing that kept me going was Jessica’s hand, pulling me with her.

"Shut up, cunt nugget." "Very original insult my friend, very original," I said and started eating my burger, just in time for the waitress to swing by with Jack's steak, she set the bill down and took my glass to refill my drink. We finished our food and I paid for the grub, remembering to tip thirty percent for her humor, and we walked outside to leave when Jack grabbed me by the shoulder and walked me back inside. I shoved him off me and he looked at me with eyes that gave me the impression that he wasn't kidding around. "What's going on, dude?" He handed me a pair of binoculars and told me to go to the window and look outside, the windows were one way so I looked where he was pointing an

Just one of them could bring a normal woman to her knees and together they would reduce her to a quivering pile. Jordan was shorter than Jack and kept his blonde hair impossibly short. But it was his eyes that had attracted me to him at first. One look from those steel-gray eyes and a sub would drop to her knees immediately. From what I could see of Jack's eyes, they were very dark almost black and were the cause of the shivers I felt down my back at first sight. Instead of being turned off by them, I found myself intrigued.

No one with good intentions enters by crashing through windows. More figures jumped in, and from their scent, Katie could tell they were shifters—not the ones she was expecting. "Jackals," she spat. Katie shot one in the chest, reloaded, and fired again, hitting another in the head. The last one managed to reach her, and Katie slammed the hilt of the gun on his head, but the man blocked it and grabbed the gun. Surprisingly, he met no resistance and was able to take it from her easily, but then he felt a sharp pain in his throat, and his world turned upside down as he realized he had been decapitated.

His grip around her body tightened and he pulled her more into his figure. When they broke the hug, Jack looked into Jenny’s eyes and suddenly smelled the musky scent of the jungle from her body. He sniffed her again and confirmed that she was the source of that scent. He was getting drowned in the scent. Jenny was feeling weird. Before she could ask anything, Jack’s eyes turned yellow and started glowing and the only word he said was, “Mate” Jenny gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. She had watched many of the movies and dramas. Jack’s stares were like some of them. She kept looking at him, and soon his eyes turned back. But the gentleness in his eyes was replaced by desire.

I know it's nothing but a pair of eyes from a painting but the true meaning behind this painting freaks everyone out, she didn't need to know why it meant, cause if she didn't she'd be horrified. Jack looks at me and I at him, I shake my head, telling him not to say a word about it, he nods. "That my dear is the eyes of Lord Ego." Jack tells her. Regardless of the fact that he sounded like it was no big deal just now, I could sense how Jack trembled from his voice and how he just hesitated. He was staring at the painting with such intense fear, trying hard to maintain his composure.

I smirk, "more like my mates. Plural Jack. They're quite territorial you know?" He gawps, "two? Mates? That's just a legend!" He gasps. I shake my head, "no legend." I move my neck from side to side and show him the marks. Jack's face pales and he swallows with a nod, "lets just get this done so I can go back to my pack." After shifting into our wolves, we start circling. Jack is a big black wolf with a white flash across his tail, and piercing blue eyes; not beautiful, but freaky. It doesn't go with his wolf or his nature.

I smirk, "more like my mates. Plural Jack. They're quite territorial you know?" He gasps, "two? Mates? That's just a legend!". I shake my head, "no legend." I move my neck from side to side and show him the marks. Jack's face pales and he swallows with a nod, "lets just get this done so I can go back to my pack." After shifting into our wolves, we start circling. Jack is a big black wolf with a white flash across his tail, and piercing blue eyes; not beautiful, but freaky. It doesn't go with his wolf or his nature.

I asked again with a pleasant grin. It was a very beautiful sight for me when Jack started to close his eyes. Feeling the pack is somewhere. Even Jack was sniffing like a mad dog. His eyes opened suddenly. Red light radiated from his eyes. Jack even howled loudly and growled with the anger building up in his mind. "Yes, I know. I can feel it, far behind the high hills. In a deep valley, I could even feel his heartbeat," he said. Jack started to struggle and almost attacked me. I immediately responded by strangling his neck very hard. But Jack looked calm and didn't feel any pain. I grinned happily seeing him.