Eyes On Me Webtoon Novels & Stories

He raised his hands in surrender " The queen in action. I don't think I'm ready to die. " I raised a brow at him " You don't want to mess with the luna" Alex was all of a sudden scared. I was surprised too. " Your Eyes," he said pointing at them I furrowed my brows confused " What happened to my eyes?" " They are changing," he said in shock. Zion and Stella came forward upon hearing that. They stared at me in shock too. I was feeling weird inside of me. What is happening to me? " What is it? Why are you all looking at me like that? " I asked

When I muster the strength to stand, that is. A pressure in my eyes grows more intense as I cry out and fall forward, clasping my face in my battered hands. A loud pop startles me, resounding in my head, and I blink as the pain quickly filters away. Slowly my eyes adjust, settling on a figure in front of me on the ground, convulsing. Onyx. “Shit!” I mutter, crawling as fast as I can to his body.

Having Trevor in my mind, his are the only eyes upon me. I can do this.

My vision blurs. The eyes that meet mine are a searing red, filled with fury and dominance. Alpha Conan.

Huge and bearing the same deadly eyes and long horns like the monster in my dreams. Thanox. He steps into the battlefield, towering over his swarms of minions. He's slimy and disgusting just like I've seen him in my nightmares, having the same red eyes, curved claws, a set of sharp teeth revealed by a predatory smile, and the same bald head with those two pointy horns jutting from his forehead. His eyes glow darker, hungrier, and more dangerous than anything I’ve ever seen. Fear slams into me, raw and choking, clawing at my bones and squeezing my throat so tight that it’s hard to breathe. My light flickers involuntarily as I watch his eyes roam across the field, searching for me. My hands sh

"The 'True Real World' is not Chicago, children. It's the 'Silence' between the words. To get there... you have to 'Burn the Theater'." Suddenly, the "User Profile" eye of the Reader opened in the center of the apartment ceiling. It wasn't silver-white or liquid gold. It was a solid, glowing "Record Red." NOTIFICATION: LIVE STREAM STARTING. 5 MILLION VIEWERS CONNECTED. INITIATING 'THE FIRST KILL'. The "Critic" didn't strike Silas. He "Transferred" his ink-eyes into Kaelen. The boy let out a shriek as his own eyes turned into solid pits of black liquid. He raised the red needle toward his father’s throat.

I wanted the full picture first. I have the full picture now. I open our chat. Are you awake? The reply comes in under a minute. Yeah. I have everything. It's confirmed. They're together tonight. The three dots appear. Disappear. Appear again. I can almost feel him on the other side of that screen, sitting somewhere in the dark processing the same thing I am processing, which is that the people we trusted most looked us both in the eye and chose someone else. His message comes through.

banned. I became a cyborg, the new version introduced by Daniel Denvers which doesn't cause death when the mod energy becomes completely depleted. I assimilated with the eye and it increased my mod energy exponentially, I tried to test it with a combat machine, it helped me predict combat moves, but I got hit as I sucked at combat. I tried analyzing the power of every person I saw, the eye on my right was like any other normal eye but when I gave it some mod energy it helped me find the power of others. I don't wish to explain more about the power of the eye as it has to remain confidential. If you are reading this, then you must be one of the government officials or the owner of the other

I looked the same… but different at the same time. Stronger. More… something. “A-Anaya?” I called out through the mind-link, my voice shaking slightly. “Do you see this? What is going on?” There was a brief pause. Then— “I see it,” Anaya replied. Her voice was calm. Too calm. “That’s not helping,” I said quickly. “Why are my eyes orange?” “They’re not anymore,” she said. “What?” I blinked and looked again. She was right. They were back to normal.

I wаtсhеd the ѕmіlе ѕlір frоm hіѕ face when hіѕ eyes mеt with mу ісу glаrе. Thе blоndе bunny’s bluе еуеѕ flаѕhеd over tо me, mоmеntаrіlу gіvіng me a ѕnееr, bеfоrе hеr grееdу lіttlе eyes rеturnеd bасk to Jоеl.