Green Eyed Feeling Novels & Stories

But there was something in it that I hadn't heard before, something low and controlled in a way that felt less like calm and more like something being held very tightly on a very short leash, and I turned back around without meaning to, and that was when I saw his eyes. I don't okay. I don't know how to explain this in a way that sounds like something a sane person would say. His eyes were green. They had always been green, that specific shade that I had spent an embarrassing amount of time thinking about, and I knew what his eyes looked like in every kind of light by now because I was a person who had completely lost all objectivity about Rider Brighton and that was just my life now. But th

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

Lucian handed me a small mirror, his expression steady yet filled with worry. Taking the mirror, I lifted it up to see my reflection. My eyes stared back, not their usual colour but a vibrant, flickering green, as if tiny lights were dancing within them. It was beautiful but eerie, a colour I’d never seen on myself before. I tried to calm my racing heart, took a few steady breaths, and watched as the green glow dimmed, fading into a deep, forest-green hue that seemed somehow… natural yet unfamiliar. I couldn’t look away, captivated by the sight, but a strange unease settled over me.

It was fleeting, but I could clearly tell it was a glance of sordid distaste. But would you believe if I say that even his glare was beautiful? Yeah, he was that Hot. Especially his eyes. A kind of shining passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm. They were the exact glossy color of kelp on the shore, flecked with splinters of driftwood. The sclerae that surrounded them were pristine, untouched by dark flakes. I wouldn't mind being glared at, if they were these pair of eyes.

I felt like my insides are gurgling and my breathing became unstable all of a sudden. What is happening to me? I walked towards the bathroom as soon as I could and looked at the mirror to see myself. My eyes, why I didn't when I saw my eyes with different colors- is that yellow?! Why did the black of my eyes turn yellow? My vision became clear and my senses become sharper. I suddenly felt like I could crush something with my bare hands. What's with this feeling? Why do I feel so strong? I walked outside because I feel like I need to breathe fresh air, this is the first time that I am going outside ever since I came back to this mansion.

The feeling of it took his breath away. "What does the change mean?" Sebestian asked when he saw the dim, steel grey glow of his mates eyes, the only light in the darkness. "Before, when you were angry, your eyes were dark grey but now they are more like the colour of steel. What does it mean?" he asked, raising a shaking hand to skim over his mates face, brushing a finger over his eyebrow and curling around under his eye, almost groaning at the spark that ran up his fingers and over his skin. He stared when his mate's eyes flashed brighter, shining silver in the darkened room. He withdrew his hand, worried that he had hurt him. "You don't have to answer if it makes you uncomfortable" he whi

Grey eyes. Veined hands. A dangerous smirk. And the worst part? I don’t feel guilty at all.

"No, because sometimes I can't control myself. They lose color when I'm feeling something extreme. The green simply fades into black. A lack of color doesn't mean I'm soulless or anything ridiculous. It just means the vampire blood has spread to other parts of my body, readying me for a fight." "Hmm…" "Your eyes turn green too, you know." "What?" Her eyes widened. "What do you mean?" "I've shared blood with you. When you're feeling something extreme, your eyes will turn green like mine. They match your mate's. You'll also notice that you don't need as much sleep as usual. Your skin will become softer. Think of it as having a very nice beauty regimen." I laughed at her excited expression. "Yo

I'm bleeding. "Care to explain?" I look at Mia and she just looks to the ground. I feel mad and confused and the feeling is very clearly exposed in my blazing orange eyes. I have already grown familiar with each color my eyes take when I'm feeling certain emotions. When I am extremely annoyed and confused they look as they do now.

I closed my eyes as the nightmare from last night filtered into my brain, opening it again, my eyes changed to a blaring green. “Green indicates fear,” I stated, even though he looked unbothered and very much unimpressed. Doing the same thing I did before, I thought about how devastated Aunt Eloise was when she got the letter about me having to come back here. My eyes changed to blue in an instant. “Blue indicates sadness.” For the last one, I didn’t have to go far. One look at Kai and my eyes changed to red. His head tilted slightly to the side as though challenging me.