Gin Ichimaru Eyes Novels & Stories

History was being written then and there, the Calyx pack witnessed the unnatural sighting of the first eye-color changing wolf, with the rank that was considered to be the lowest. Amidst a frenzy of staggered breaths and wildly beating hearts; stood a Red-Eyed Omega, fierce and defiant in all its glory.

The second man nodded and they both straitened, their matching set of green eyes turning on us. "We thought it appropriate to brief you together since that's how you'll be working." It was the other man that spoke, the one that looked slightly younger than the grey haired monk, though his reddish curls had started to recede, revealing an egg shaped scull. We both nodded, and their gaze turned to me. "Have you been inside Quanu before?" "Yes." "Do you have any connections there?" "Yes." "Who?" I shot an uneasy glance at Burney who nodded.

I was still standing there, waiting to feel the harsh shred of teeth. But it never came. Instead, I realized I was almost bent backward, a strong shield of muscle rippling against my back. My eyes met high cheekbones, and Alpha Morax's furrowed brows. Those piercing gold eyes weren't looking back at me though, my hands resting uneasily on his chest as he held me up. I followed his line of sight, and my breath caught in my throat. Fraudian was dangling from his other hand, snarling and foaming aggressively. Those eyes from before were now a startingly shade of crimson. His fur bunched up between the Alpha's large fingers.

I'm not used to skinship or intimacy at the least, but it did feel good, I smiled to myself as I replayed the scene in my head. I snapped back myself as I realized that I had to get these, I assembled the juices in a tray before rushing downstairs. I stopped before reaching for the knob. I stared as Taehyung walked across the room drinking water, that was hot. He then sat beside Kenma, I noticed how he smirked and continued looking at him, smiling unconsciously before I noticed something weird. His eye color changed, I stumbled a step backward as a chill went down my spine, it was for a split second, his eyes were red and Kenma grinned. I shook my head, maybe I've overworked and I'm tired an

This was the first time Yoshiki came to this world and someone knocked on the door rather politely, wondering who the person responsible may be. Yoshiki walked up to the door and opened it. There standing behind it was a man, long black hair, one eye wearing an eye patch, and very tall, and next to him was a woman, black long hair, a straight elegant nose, almond blue eyes, Aria kade, cannon fodder 2.0.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

I doubted him because that was possible. Stefano shook his head. "You saw his eyes, didn't you? The necromancer is the only one with golden eyes mixed with red. It looks like he holds the universe inside his eyes," he answered me, adding more weight to the evidence that Sushi is indeed a necromancer. . "B-but he didn't do anything bad," I defended Sushi because he might say to kill Sushi again.

My sight cleared and I was surprised to find myself tied to a chair. I raised my head and took in my surroundings. We were in our house. The living room specifically. I was shocked to find my dad, mum, Toshiro, Yua and I, all tied down to chairs. We were placed in a straight line, facing the largest couch we had. On that couch, sat the man I think is behind everything. Mr Igarashi. He was wearing a black suit with a blood red tie, holding a long black exquisite walking stick in his left hand. His skin was pale, his eyes dark and his hair thick, black and curly. He looked deadly handsome. Like a vampire.

“Very well. But first, I should know if I will be entertained enough to give you this chance, Haruna.” HE means the opposite. Foreshadowing the plan that HE had all this time and by which Haruna knew and more than. “You have my word, Supreme One.” “Very well, very well indeed.” HIS satisfied tone and answer. Smiling in a sinister way then snaps HIS finger, granting her, her wish. With the pentagram that only HE can make, in a split seconds Haruna’s images changes. All back to what she used and originally look like. “A mix of lavender and ember color of the flame. Your eyes that resembles the dawn with the flicker of the night. You can only hold on to that image and face for a day, nothing mo