Gin Ichimaru Eyes Novels & Stories

You guys went around poking the bear so don't complain when it came out attacking all of us. Iori realized that she was standing up and glaring at Kurosaki-san who was staring at her wide eyes and leaning back on her seat. Jun was watching her with a wide grin on his face while Kajima was opening and closing his mouth like a fish not knowing how to deal with the outburst. Kimiko was nowhere to be seen...

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

Amari looked up, and the black tip of the sword was pointing at her left eye. "I have trained you for years and theirs one thing that could compensate it..." Nerom didn't even hesitate to poke the eyes of Amari, slashing her left eye. "One eye would do. A Swordsman with no vision can no longer fight." Nerom said and turns around. "You and I now didn't know each other." It was the last word Nerom and left her. "Ahhh!" She cried in pain holding her left eye. Continuous blood drips from it. She was getting dizzier as her right eye was filled with blood she looked up to his master.

Dark suit, colder eyes, walking like he owned every inch of marble he stepped on. He spotted us almost instantly. His gaze flicked from Ilay to me, and for a second, the air grew razor-sharp. Ilay smirked, but those were only his lips. If you looked at his eyes, you could tell he was glaring at Jin, which had never happened before. “Don’t,” I whispered, placing a hand on his thigh under the table. “Please don’t make a scene.” Ilay didn’t answer. His jaw clenched, muscles coiling, ready to pounce if Jin so much as breathed wrong.

I already had too much in my hands. And I can’t die here, not yet. I have to live and get back to my people, and Asher. At that moment, I heard the unknown male giggle. My gaze immediately rose up to his level, which was when I noticed his heterochromia—a mix between shimmery silver, and enchanting gold. “You seemed to be thinking a lot of unnecessary thoughts, not that I can blame you for it.” He finished his laughter. “My answer is specifically for your question, and now that you at least have an idea of who I am, let me formally introduce myself, Sakamaki Yuu.”

The tips of his hair were covering the top of his right eye. "Thinking about her aren't ya?" I asked him. He slowly looks up at me, pulling himself back to reality, the pupils of his eyes were much bigger than normal. Just like a cat! I suddenly found my heart racing. " W- W what?!No! Who?! It's nothing! You're thinking about someone! " He tells me as he starts to avoid eye contact with me. " It's obviously, not nothing. You're easy to read Shinigami. I can easily tell it had something to do with that mermaid earlier today. Let me guess, you found her cute and it's love at first sight?"

She hadn’t expected Temujin to be so young; about the same age as her in fact. He was lanky and his face was slightly pinched, with high cheekbones, but what stood out was the enhancement of his eyes by his hair. Apart from flashing a glint of defiance, those eyes possessed the double eyelids typical of the west while the irises were a deep hazel brown below his long black bangs. On the Ethereal Nest, everyone had mono-lidded and cerulean or emerald eyes plus white hair regardless of their age. “Take him to court,” a new voice spoke from the left and Aki saw it was the Yin-Yang Master (Onmyōji), standing by the huge doors that had just opened all the way to the Grand Hall.

5:00 AM. Caged in the death row cell of the palace dungeon with no sign of life, Mort was just staring at the wall. His emerald-green eyes gleamed, mysteriously cold but beautiful. Unmoved, with a calm demeanor, face devoid of any signs of emotion and mind completely blank though a part of his heart ached every time Sumire's face entered his blank mind. He wanted to talk to the maiden during his last moments. He wanted to see and hug her for the last time.

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

A pair of ice blue eyes I know all to well. [Gem!] Ariven shouts into the link, dragging me from my memories and back to the present where Mika hands lace a gold towel to wipe her hand, the knife wound now gone and healed. [You okay?] He asks and I turn to look at a pair of concerned forest green eyes. I nod, leaning closer and breathing in his scent, thinking for a moment that those eyes could not be a coincidence. Where they are, trouble is bound to follow. [I need to call my father later.] I answer before closing the link and focusing on the ceremony before me.