Ghost Rider Look Into My Eyes Novels & Stories

“Do you think that’s funny?” “Well, you certainly love it when the spotlight is all on you, right?” I replied in a matter-of-fact and he gritted his teeth in annoyance. “In any case,” Ghost Hand raised his voice; “Spider’s Eyes is waiting for me to reveal the truth hidden underneath.” I clapped my hands above my head, making the thief halt his motions. I smiled as my bespectacled eyes met with those pair beneath the dark violet-tinted shades. “Sorry to spoil your night, Little Violet Riding Hood, but I know the one and only truth that you want to reveal.”

Nobody can figure out that someone is standing in the darkness but as my eyes got sharper and have a night vision I can easily see what it is. I stare at the man for a few seconds trying to figure out who he is That's when I see his green eyes staring right at me. I don't know why the shiver runs down my body and gulp moving back from the window frame in fear. I don't know why I feel the hostility in those green eyes.

Sensing something off I raised my large hands to either side of the Shield and pressed slightly, bringing her spinning session to a stop, I felt her body's energy begin to pulse at odd intervals. As she held her head trying to focus or regain her senses I looked up and saw the small circular entrance where the Green Grass grew only to see it set aflame and red fire raged as bright as a Super Nova as it changed to white and blue and back again. She finally focused again so I brought my eyes down to her level without blinking. "Pretty." "..." (that's never happened before) "What do you see?" "Abyssal Blue Eyes... Y?.. They're really pretty!"

For the first time since I saw him I really look into those eyes of his. I cant find my mate anywhere in them. They are the blackest things that I have ever seen. My skin does not tingle at his touch. The love that I used to see in his gaze is lacking. The gaze that I look into now is so cold that it brings tears to my eyes. I use my talons to start to claw at his hands and he releases me quickly as I draw blood.

This, the sacrifice of a career opportunity for an uncertain vigil, felt both necessary and gut-wrenching. Returning to the room, she found Kimora and Vettel, their once warm faces etched with grief. Tears glistened in Vettel's eyes, despair clinging to every line of his weathered face. Kimora, her hand limp in his, looked like a wilted flower, drained of sunlight and hope.

“Trust me, I just need you to look at me.” Slowly, he lifted his head to look at me and time seemed to freeze for a moment. Vulnerability was all I saw in the expression of the man that was looking back at me. His entire expression was soft in a way that caused my heart to But what did it for me was the color of his eyes. They weren’t the cold silver I’ve gotten so used to. Obsidian. That color… “You’re…you’re him. The other him!”

I hoped to the Moon Goddess that he was right. I made a beeline for the guest room to see Serenity; her body lay perfectly across the bed, still fast asleep. “Hot stuff, it's time for dinner, and your ride will be here shortly to take you wherever you want to go.” Her gold eyes glanced at me. I remember seeing them flash gold the day she marked me. “How often do your eyes turn to gold? They are fascinating to look at.” She shrugged her shoulders and wiped the crust out of the corner of her eyes. When she opened them again, they were dark gray. Her eyes had me hypnotized.

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

She had no choice but to turn her head and open her eyes. Their gazes locked and he willed all the power in his body into hers through that one gaze. He could feel the irises of his eyes burn as the current of energy between them tightened. Then the brown of her eyes started to glow until it turned into a deep golden color. And Logan gave her one last, simple order through their mind link. Turn.