Gojo With Black Hair And Red Eyes Novels & Stories

Reyan nodded in agreement. “So, if I look at my reflection, I should have black hair like Iero.” Hail spoke. They all looked at him. Then, they realized it. Iero was born with black hair like Kulv. But, Iero’s hair turned white because of his healing power. The same with Hail who was born with black hair, but his hair turned white because of his ice power. “Then… I should also have black hair?” Sybb asked and pinched his red hair.

Roman's eyes had gone back to normal just like Diego said. He was seeing clearly now and he couldn't deny the fact that Elora's beauty was beyond anything he had ever seen, especially with the way she had her hair dyed. Something about this new hair color just highlighted her olive skin, her v-shaped face, her plump lips that he had almost kissed yesterday, large grey eyes, and bow-shaped eyebrows... everything just seemed to be a perfect blend. If he didn't know her old hair color he would've thought she was born with this mix of black and white in her hair. He scoffed at his silly assumptions and listened to her as she spoke.

Janga stood and peered into the shadows cast by the men. Someone stepped forward. He wore a long black cloak with a hood on. As everyone eyed him curiously, he removed the hood from his head, revealing a shock of long straight black hair and a face that had a long scar from his left eye down to underneath his jaw, where it disappeared inside his tunic. What was most mesmerizing about his face were his eyes. They were crescent-shaped but that was not the real issue. They were so vivid as to be aflame with a smoldering fire.

I'm just about to drive my blade through Jonathon’s heart, finally, after all the blood and games, when movement flashes at the edge of my vision. Instinct takes over. I pivot mid-strike, blade skimming wide as I counter with my elbow, narrowly blocking the oncoming blow. The force behind it stings. He steps out of the shadows, tall, composed, his black hair slicked back like he walked out of an old portrait, but those eyes, those glowing red eyes, scream hunger, control, obsession.

I have to be completely sure that I’m not being fucked with. She has heterochromia, one eye black, the other’s a deep purple. Her hair’s very dark, darker than Bastard’s, a straight, rich black mane falling over her shoulders. Holy fuck she’s hot. What are in the Aronohai genes? Aronohai Misa is incredibly hot, she could fuck me. I’m deathly terrified of alphas but I’d consent, she can have me however she wants me. Damn it, I’m not enough, she can have Sakura too.

He stepped out. Tall. Not just tall—broad in that way that made the space around him feel smaller. Dark hair, slightly messy like he’d run his hand through it one too many times. Sharp jaw. Black hoodie, sleeves pushed up to reveal forearms corded with muscle. But it was his eyes that stopped her cold.

Julio Cesar wouldn't act like a dog and sniff the air, but his blood knew how to recognize the hate in another being and he felt that it was this girl with platinum blond hair and black locks that stared back at him without fear. The girl in question turned around - it was Maya and her black eyes - and shamelessly smiled and saw that she was reciprocated. Speaking of black eyes, would it be a coincidence that the trio formed by Julio Cesar, Maya and Soraia had the same eyes? You will know what his obsession is, won't you?

Just a pair of snug black jeans with silver chains and a baggy purple sweater which looked extremely good on him. Aito's smile went even wider. "Check this out." He said as pulled off his beanie, revealing his head of soft platinum blonde locks. He ran his fingers through his hair, grinning. "Nice right?" Haruto's heart slowly sunk to his stomach as a feeling of dread gripped his heart. He stared at Aito's hair in utter shock, feeling cold to the bones. Aito just smirked as he watched Haruto's reaction carefully. "It's me man. I'm back."

Her back was completely open, a V slit reaching her butt. She looked like a blazing phoenix. Her red hair is tied in a high bun complementing her yellow dress. She was wearing intense makeup and not too much jewelry as she walked with her arm link to Jordan. I notice something peculiar. Jordan and Rose both had grey eyes. I knew Jordan had grey eyes because of his mother’s side. I didn’t know much about her, but we all knew the story. A beautiful vampire from a lost clan married a Vampire King. She had no title. She is just a commoner.

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.