Eyes Eternal Novels & Stories

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.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

I couldn’t help that my eyes followed him, they always made such a spectacle of themselves that it was hard not to notice them. “See, she just can’t take her eyes off of him.” Rynae made a reference to me checking him out once again. “They’re loud and obnoxious. How can I not see that they are there?” “Yeah, but you were watching him with those eyes that shined with lust, not disgust.” Rynae tried to make this whole Ethan thing out to be more than it was.

Despite the uncomfortable position he was in, the touch of her lips was so inviting that the temptation was overpowering, and it grew exponentially with each passing second. At the moment he thought he might give in, Eran’s eyes finally focused on Lyda, whose eyes opened immediately to meet them. The first Eran saw was just how dull and lifeless that they were becoming. That is, until his sight panned over to the eye she had been covering all afternoon. He half-expected it to be reddened by her incessant rubbing. Instead, the breath was ripped from his body when he saw that the entire cornea was painted a sickly yellow color. There was nothing natural about it, and Eran’s heart pounded painf

It wasn't the moon. ​It was a single pulsing eye.

Even from behind, he radiated a kind of predatory stillness that made the hair on my arms stand up. "Mr. Vane?" I whispered. He turned. His eyes were the first thing I noticed. Ocean blue, cold as a winter tide, and filled with a terrifyingly familiar intensity. He looked at me, and for a split second, I felt like a freshman again, standing in the library at St. Jude’s Academy, trembling under the gaze of the school's untouchable king. But that was impossible. Julian Vane had been a legend, a boy years ahead of me. He wouldn't remember a quiet girl from the back of the assembly hall.

She ascended. Gravity released its hold on her. She floated inches off the floor. Her toes pointed down. Her arms drifted at her sides. The white hair that framed her face stood on end. It waved in a wind that didn't exist in the room. But it was her eyes that stopped my breath in my throat. I had seen Feral eyes—the mindless red of the beast. I had seen Highblood eyes—the arrogant gold of the elite. I had seen the silver of the Moon Well.

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

Jayden's pitch-black eyes had a gold line right down the center of his eyeballs and it made anyone who looked at him feel paralyzed for a moment. Owen is an omega and he knows only an ultimate alpha has eyes like that. To fellow alphas, those ghastly eyes wouldn't be too scary, but to an omega, beta, and normal human, those eyes would be a nightmare for them. Ricky hit the counter, softly but hard, so that Owen could feel the vibrations. "Tell me, where is that woman?" Out of the corner of his eye, Owen saw three large visitors rise from their seats and stare at him. Owen opened a drawer under the counter and took out a key.

Avery, too, could not guess what was on Elliot’s mind, and she did not know why he was being considerate. Avery had not taken her afternoon nap and was feeling light-headed, so she returned to her room with Layla's diary. Mike picked up his phone and noticed that the call was still ongoing, so he placed it back to his ear. "Did you hear everything?" "Yeah." Chad's heart was heavy. "How are Avery's eyes?" "She can see if it's within a meter. The objects get blurrier the further away it is from her." "Oh... That's not bad. She is probably going to slowly recover from now on right?"