Novel & Cerita Harley Quinn Eyes

"There's nothing to talk about." "Haley." He moved closer, but didn't sit. Stood at the foot of her bed like he was reporting to a superior officer. "Those kids have his eyes. Everyone saw it. Mom, Dad, me, Ethan—we all saw it the second they walked through that door." "Lots of wolves have blue eyes." "Not like that." Chris's jaw tightened. "Not that exact shade of ice blue. Not with that same intensity. Jesus, Haley, Ryder even has his jawline. And Hazel—she tilts her head the same way Adam does when she's thinking."

She swiftly turned around and ran away from me, not bothering to pick up the herbs that she had dropped earlier, while I remained standing there, trying to replay the memory of what I had seen in her eyes. Her eyes shifted into something dark – totally black with a slit in the middle. A slit that was like an opening to another portal — and it was colored green. Her eyes stood out vividly in my memory. And first, I thought it was her wolf, until I remembered I had seen those eyes somewhere.

I sensed anxiety dancing in her eyes. “And you, Miss Muriel. Do you also love listening?” Scarlett’s twin sister, Skylar faced me. They were identical but with a noticeable difference. While Scarlett has large eyes, Skylar has close-set, small, light brown eyes that peered into everyone else’s eyes. She has the same hairstyle and color as Scarlett. Both were wearing similar dresses. Only if you look into their eyes will you know who is who. I looked at all the eyes on me and a lump formed in my throat. Why did she notice me?

“Do you remember the night Nicole got hurt? The night of her Luna ceremony. When I told you I had no idea or any intentions of hurting her?” He nods his head, once. “Well… I did not tell you everything that happened. I had a vision, in that vision, I saw a woman. She had crimson eyes and pitch black hair. And I swear… I swear she looked right at me. Like she knew I was watching her.” My throat tightens. “And now the Lycans… one of their trademarks is bright red eyes. That cannot be a coincidence.” I barely finish before I see the change in him.

Harley looked exhausted and pale, but the steady rhythm of her breathing was promising. And that was all that mattered! I was trying to remember the medicines I took after my first shift when Lucian’s stunned cry resonated in the room. “What is that?” My gaze snapped toward him, and I saw him pointing toward Harley, his finger trembling. I followed his finger and froze for a moment. A glowing mark bloomed briefly on Harley’s forehead, a radiant red phoenix-shaped flower, pulsing with ancient power. It shimmered for a few seconds before fading completely, leaving her skin smooth and unmarked.

Her grip tightened on the staff and I watched her knuckles turn white. "What color are my eyes right now?" I asked because the way she was looking at me was making my skin crawl. "They were silver" she said slowly. "For a second. Just a flash. But I saw it." Silver. Not hazel. Silver. Lycans had silver eyes. Not wolves. Wolves had amber or gold or brown or green. Never silver. "That is not possible" I said. Rhea lowered her staff. She looked at me for a long moment without speaking. Then she did something that unsettled me more than anything else that had happened today.

Kael's POV But it’s her eyes that destroy me. Those bright green eyes that once sparkled with life and hope are now glassy and unfocused, the light in them fading like dying embers. One eye is blackened and nearly swollen shut. She is staring at nothing, seeing nothing, and I can feel through our pulsing connection that she’s slipping away from me. In the corner, so still that it makes my chest tighten, lies Luna. Her small, black body is contorted in a horrible way, and I sense immediately that she’s barely clinging to life.

She had no choice but to turn her head and open her eyes. Their gazes locked and he willed all the power in his body into hers through that one gaze. He could feel the irises of his eyes burn as the current of energy between them tightened. Then the brown of her eyes started to glow until it turned into a deep golden color. And Logan gave her one last, simple order through their mind link. Turn.

I swallow hard, my heart rate rising. Quinn picks up her water bottle, popping the top and tipping it back. I watch her every move in fascination- the way her throat works as she swallows down the water, the way she wipes sweat from her brow with a forearm. She must feel my eyes on her because she whips around to face me and hers meet them. At first, the look in her eyes is startled, but it quickly softens- and damnit if her big hazel eyes don’t look exactly like her brother’s. How could I have missed that?! Quinn doesn’t say anything, just watches me with interest, a smirk tugging at her lips as she swallows another sip of her water.

The beauty of the moonstone illuminating symbols and the different shades of wolves’ eyes. Surreal. I don’t bother channeling my wolf’s eyes though. Draven is useless in the dark. He has black eyes. I’m the one with the hazel eyes. And they’re still useless in the dark.