Harley Quinn Eyes Novels & Stories

Two pairs of ocean-blue eyes and a pair of hazel eyes stared back at her. The woman in the picture had a familiar pair of ocean blue eyes, she was beautiful with her midnight black her that made her eyes stand out like two glittering gems of blue. Both of her hands were placed on the shoulders of two boys that looked to be about the same age, maybe around seven. One of them had ocean blue eyes just like the woman, with midnight black hair just like hers, it didn't take a genius to figure out that she was his mother. Meanwhile, the other boy's features were different from the mother and son duo, with hazel green eyes and brown hair with light highlights. They looked happy, both the boys with

Here stood my source of joy and strength. His eyes, like two shimmering hazelnuts, gazed up at me with a deep, ancient wisdom. Their golden-brown rims and mossy green centers sparkled with a sense of wonder and curiosity. Flecks of brown, green, and gold danced across his eyes, glowing with a brightness that seemed to hold a secret truth. It always amazed me because neither his father nor I possessed such captivating hazel eyes. While his father’s eyes were a deep forest green, mine were pure obsidian with a hint of shimmer that his father often mistook for tears. Though Tristan inherited some features from me, like the shape of my face and lips, he bore little resemblance to his father, lea

I could smell her fear from the girl. " Look at me," I commanded gently. She didn't oblige. I stayed there and spoke calmly to her. She slowly looked up at me. I almost staggered when she looked into my eyes. Her eyes were intriguing. They were glass-like with multiple colors. Her pupils were black, and immediately after, a golden color mixed with violet surrounded her pupils. Her iris was blue, and encircling it was an opaque circle. Her eyes were shining. ' Beautiful,' my lycan was lost in her gaze, and so was I. She was truly enchanting, with platinum-white curls framing her face. She seemed so ethereal.

How I knew this was because I finally got my eyes open this time and was looking into those hazel eyes I remember seeing before the car. Though as I looked at them, I realized they were more beautiful and unique. They had a light tint with a more blue and amber mixture, plus the outer ring was green. A bright green, which gave them a very bright gleam, almost all of them were glowing. I just laid there staring at his eyes. I just couldn’t look away. “Meri, OH MERI!” Lucy whispers at first then shrieks as she flings herself on top of me.

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.

Lachlan The weight of Quinn's gaze bore into me, her mossy green eyes reflecting a tumultuous sea of doubt and fear. I could see the gears turning in her mind, the struggle between wanting to believe me and the horror she had witnessed. I knew I was asking a lot of her, perhaps too much. But I also knew that our bond, the connection that had grown between us, was stronger than the webs of deceit spun by the Order. I reached out, tracing the line of her jaw with my fingertips. Her skin was soft, warm, and slightly flushed from the emotional turmoil she was experiencing. She didn't pull away from my touch, but her eyes remained wary, questioning.

A witch's magic is never truly lost. As I made my way to meet with the pack doctors, a pair of blue eyes kept invading my thoughts and I knew that until I had her, I wouldn't be able to get her out of my head.

Alex asked a moment later to Vincent. Jake didn't come out so he returned to his seat, he seemed to be listening to our conversation very seriously. While Vincent still looked shocked, this was the first time I saw him shaken up like this. Several times his throat moved to swallow. "As I recall his hair was black, what stood out the most from his face were his black eyebrows ... and his eyes were the color of 'Hazel" I cut in before Vincent could finish. He looked at me strangely then nodded briefly. "Then you have indeed met Lycan who sealed your powers, Caroline."

looking into my eyes, her gaze was like she was finding something in my green orbs and what scared me was she was determined to find it. I quickly averted my eyes, and stood straight, "What about my eyes?" "They look familiar-" "There are hundreds of people with green eyes." I cut her off in between. She held my arm, and forcefully turned my body towards her, "You think I'm a fool Xavier, news-fucking-flash, Mr Knight, I am not!" She yelled and suddenly grabbed her head as she whimpered in pain.

“No. You’re not going to war, Zayn. For Goddess’ sake. There will be no war!” “Because you’re going to, what? Row a boat to the veil of KiloKilo and offer yourself up? Is that your plan?” He’s furious, too. I can see it in his eyes, which are so bright right now I can see every slice of color making up the bluish-hazel hue that seems to be unique to only him. Like a master artist took a paintbrush to his eyes but couldn’t decide if they should be dark or light and decided on both. Now, those eyes are raging, emotion honed on me, his pupils contracted to mere dots of black.