Gin Ichimaru Eyes Novels & Stories

But then, unexpectedly, she saw Gin standing before her, his presence a sudden comfort. Gin Hiroshi, Akira's childhood best friend, had been inseparable from her since their early days. Growing up together, they shared countless memories, and now, both sixteen years old, they attended different schools but maintained their strong bond. Gin's silky silver hair partially covered his eyes, and he harbored a secret affection for Akira. Despite his strong feelings, he concealed them, unwilling to risk their cherished friendship. His deep black-brown eyes shimmered like stars, complementing his slightly pointed nose and lips tinted with the color of a ripe apple. In many ways, he embodied a comple

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

A red dotted map appears, indicating that the Lord is in danger and at the point shown on Don Lee's cell phone. Don Lee was a little confused, he knew, his master was not someone to be easily defeated. He was sure, the situation that befell his master was not an ordinary situation. That's why, he brought many of his troops to the location point. Not only ordinary troops, Don Lee also brought the greatest troops in martial arts. ______ Jordan Catwalk entered the laboratory room. The man carried a syringe with a green liquid in it. "What do you want from us?" asked Jeremy. Jordan, who was walking with Diana and Jack beside him, laughed.

he murmured, biting my earlobe, causing me to gasp. Alpha Gideon slowly laid me down on the bed, and in a swift motion, he tore off his shirt, revealing his chest and completely defined abdomen. His muscular arms displayed scars from battles fought, testament to his strength and determination. But it was his gaze that captivated me: arctic blue eyes, a dark blue I had never seen before.

His usual tame-able were a disheveled mess sticking out pointedly in haphazard manner which vaguely reminded me of a bird’s nest and his eyes…his usually calm, calculating eyes were bleak and crowned with dark circles of exhaustion. Panic and fear suffused my skin, stretching it taut like the tensed air stretched thin between us as we both locked eyes with each other. Frozen in place with faces wiped clean of expression while hidden emotions cracked through. Jin merely flickered his eyes back to the luggage I held and stayed, until the once light weight suddenly felt leaden in my hands before glancing back to me then turned and wordlessly turned away from me.

The elder smiles, raises the chalice and faces the crowd, “We accept Angel Hunter as our Luna, we will respect her and aid her in any way we can. Now Luna Angel Hunter and Alpha Damon Lucas Hunter will both drink from the chalice, the blood symbolises the unity of our leaders and their commitment to the Silverwood Pack” Damon drinks the blood, he has a strange moment where he looks dazed, his eyes seem to light up with an actual glow. It looks like something from a Ski Fi movie, I’m worried because he seems frozen in time. The elder steps to Damon and gently puts his hand on Damon’s shoulder to check he’s ok and Damon steps out of his trance. Damon passes me the chalice and “whispers it’s ok

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

Even their eyes have never shown fazed every time they've sliced the throat of their opponent. Himari is now facing a young adult man holding an ax. The nasty blade was dripping with fresh blood of his victims. Himari remained calm, yet her azure eyes are flaming like the hottest fire. The right arm is in front of her chest, while the other one was on her back, both hold a weapon. Her firm standing and stunt have a resemblance to western royal swordplay.

Tatsuya, who has green hair and turqoise eyes, looked smart in his woolen vest with a shirt underneath, long pants, and working shoes. Naoko, who has baby blue hair and grey eyes and was dressed in a simple long baggy shirt and tights, could not help but notice how much she paled in comparison to them. /Did the original soul seriously exist in the story just to create a reason for Aimi to go on this journey? Gosh./ Aimi ran up to Naoko the moment she caught sight of her walking towards them and all of the boys' eyes followed after her figure. It happened with so much synchrony that it looked quite dramatic from Naoko's point of view.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.