Eyes Of Wakanda Novels & Stories

In the depths of his blue eyes, she saw a reflection of her own resolve, a shared courage forged in the fires of adversity. As Nora entered the courtroom, the atmosphere was tense, with hushed conversations and the occasional shuffle of papers. The room is adorned with wood-panelled walls, and the solemnity is accentuated by the judge's bench at the front. Nora sat on one side, her gaze steady, her mind drifted to the moment she had rushed in and seen Alexander. He was still holding the gun and Sebastian was on the floor groaning, Nora could almost feel the blood in her fingers like it just happened.

I didn't even know when I took off running. I ran far away from the pack's hospital, shifting immediately I left the border. I just kept running, far far into the trees of Adirondack. I stopped when I came in contact with another Wolf. Compared to my huge black wolf, this wolf was pure white. Just as it sensed my presence, it looked at me and I saw the bluest eyes I had ever seen in all my years of being alive. I stared at her again and that's when I knew. I didn't just smell her, I felt her in every part of my body. My mate. My Luna. I moved closer to her and I could feel my fur burning with the heat eluding from her wolf. "Who are you?" My wolf questioned her. In wolf form I could only com

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.

My body instinctively reacted, every nerve on high alert, and for one fleeting moment I wondered what it would be like to look into his eyes again. And I too stayed stock-still, not daring to capture what else his eyes would reveal.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

Humans aren't to be trusted, they are greedy they say, but in her mind, there's nothing wrong trusting one more human to create a path of your own survival. Her eyes have the power to see the truth, lies, memories, and future. There's no one who can escape her vision, except for someone who has the name 'Leonardo'. "We need to do something on your eyes Finesia, you'll be in danger if someone sees your eyes." They parted from the embrace and Jeneva walked into the room to get something. Finesia followed her and saw a white thin fabric on Jeneva's hands. "What are you going to do with that?" she asked as her eyes followed Jeneva's hands while doing something on the white thin fabric.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

" As soon as the rogues had moved, I took a step forward, but froze when I sensed a powerful and dangerous presence behind me. It was even more powerful than Alpha Conan's presence. I turned around as I heard the Luna yell for me to move. I looked up and stared straight into the eyes of the most dangerous rogue there was." This is making me a bit scared given the fact that this rogue he's talking about has sent rogues after me. " Even to my wolf, he was monstrous. His eyes showed nothing but pure evil. They were blood-red and seemed to glow. Just looking into his eyes made my entire body tremble with fear. I stood my ground though and let out a growl to warn him away from the Luna. That was

she added, glancing at Jade. "Your eyes," Jade said carefully. "The color. It wasn't blue." I frowned. "What are you talking about?" "Your eyes, Nyra," Jade said. "They were silver. Every werewolf in Oakland has blue eyes. It’s what defines our bloodline." "If your eyes are silver... it only means one thing," Naria finished quietly. The room fell into a heavy, crushing silence. None of us wanted to say it out loud. But the truth was there, hanging between us.