Eyes Eternal Novels & Stories

She raised her pretty purple eyes at Eric, who was oblivious to his surroundings as he continued to scribble on his notes. Evangeline had lingering interest on Eric ever since his silver eyes enamored her. His eyes weren't noticeable at first glance due to his messy thick hair that almost covered his sight and his thick-rimmed eyeglass that hid his silver irises. One had to stare closely into his eyes to noticed those deep hypnotizing silver ores, which glowed like the moon and sparkled like diamonds. But who would want to spare a glance at a geek? A poor part-timer nobody?

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.

But if I include the East Emperor’s army, I wonder if they could stall them a little longer. Luneth looked at Alex with a speechless expression. “Alright, let's not talk about such disappointing stuff. What’s with your eyes, Luneth? Are you wearing contact lenses? Or are they fake?” Such eyes really did look like they could only come out of a dream. They were truly ethereal. Luneth rolled her eyes. “Contact lenses? Fake? Mine are all-natural, okay? My master also told me that my eyes are both a curse and a blessing.”

Camden asked. "The Evil Eye is a deadly curse, it's characterized by a pair of glowing purple eyes for the user, amd only the target can see these glowy eyes, it only takes a few seconds for the curse to set in. It's like a time bomb, the user can just choose whenever they want to finally kill their target. And when they do, the curse inside the target will attack every organ system in their body, the pain gets too much that the target doesn't feel anything anymore, but one thing that's sure about the Evil Eye is that, once it's in, it's sure to kill," Genevive replied. "We're up against real shit here," Camden stated.

Fiona had a pair of big doll eyes and it has the same color as those of the finest emerald. Those beautiful eyes of hers were framed by thick and long eyelashes. It was so long that Allan was even starting to doubt if Fiona's eyes were modeled after the eyes of an ostrich.

The realization that his mesmerizing crimson eyes were not an inherent facet of his status as a Red Fang Pack member, but rather a result of contact lenses, reverberated through the corridors of my mind, leaving an indelible mark. Tyrel's words flowed forth, a melodic blend of jest and feigned solemnity, as he unravelled the tale of his "unique optical issues" with an air of mock seriousness. With every word, his voice dripped with a playful charm, embracing the delightful dance of whimsy and mischievousness. He elucidated how his trusted doctor had prescribed him these singular lenses, designed specifically to address his vision concerns. Yet, in a twist of fate, these remarkable ocular aid

My eyes finally met with sparkling blue eyes… Mate.

"You could at least knock before barging into a girl's room, Mr. Alpha." Ethan’s sharp eyes weren't looking at me, they were locked on my eye. I had forgotten. With one lens off, my mismatched gaze was exposed. My right eye was normal but my left eye was freaking silver and was glowing faintly under the dim light. Screw me. "Your eye, omega…” Ethan muttered quietly. My hand shot up to cover it while scrambling for the spare lens on the table. My fingers trembled too much to get it in. I just fumbled, nearly dropping it.

Hence, she said, “I told you that I’m not your Baby Zetty.” Finn gently let go of her. When he saw Baby Zetty’s eyes, even though they had aged, they were still beautiful. The black of her pupils and the white of her sclera were distinctly separate, still as bright as gems. Her pupils were as dark as black ink, while the white parts were pure as spring. They were the same eyes that were in Finn’s memory. Finn could no longer care about those myriad taboos and suddenly leaned over to kiss her.

She looked at her reflection on the jug next to Elhias and blinked several times. Taryn's irises had taken on another, more vivid color, a green that seemed to be alive. She blinked again and the color changed, becoming an intense blue that recalled the waves. She did it again and this time her eyes turned red, like the flames of a raging fire.