Henry Cavill Eyes Novels & Stories

The creature stepped through the shattered gateway wearing Cassian’s face. For one terrible second, my mind refused to understand what I was seeing. The same dark hair. The same sharp jaw. The same tall, powerful frame. Even the scar above his eyebrow was identical to the one my husband had carried for years. But the eyes were wrong. Cassian’s eyes had always held a warmth that remained even when he was furious. These eyes were completely black, as though an endless night had replaced everything human inside them.

“Nobody can hide their eyes changing colors.” “Eyes do not change colors, Miss sterling.” Lucan placed his hands on the desk, every muscle in his back flexing so hard that I wanted to run my hands over his taut body. “It is impossible.” But it was not. Professor Vance was not the only man whose eyes had flashed gold that I had seen. Draven had eyes like that too.

No… I noticed Henry Gareth like breathing. Like it was natural. Constantly. Unconsciously. I knew Henry Gareth too well to know that look in his eyes… To know that, that charming smile… was now replaced— By a sad one.

For the first time since I have known Henley, I finally get to really see what color of eyes he has. His eyes are a mixture of beautiful light shades of brown, gold and streaks of gray sprinkled all over. He's the only one in the Daniels family with such unique eyes and now it makes sense. Henley must surely take after his mother. "I understand what you mean and I wouldn't have minded if you decided you wanted some company," "I was about to leave the building when she came up to me and I had to give her my attention," he explained. My hands itched to tangle themselves in his hair when he changed positions in order to face me.

“Oh? Stop It? Otherwise?” “Ok leave it!” “No tell me. Otherwise what?” “Abi!” “I am not scared of you, Henry Cavil. Just let me know what would you do?” Clearing his throat he leaned towards her, his blue eyes were sparkling, “Otherwise, I might kiss you.” Abigail tried to glare, “You would do what?” “I won’t repeat my words … I would rather show you.” He sang rolling his eyes at the ceiling. “No, you won’t.” a helpless laughter escaped her lips.

The senior officer asked sarcastically and Cole cursed. “Can I see your arms please?” Henry rolled the sleeves off his hood. The scar was on his left arm, and it wasn't straight. It wasn't long, either. It was crooked, and just went about two inches. “His eyes are brown, too,” Cole sighed with defeat. Ethan perked up. “What do you mean, ‘eyes’?” Ethan asked. “Oh. The girl, when we were leaving, stopped me and told me the man had blue eyes. I should have noticed from the start that Henry has brown eyes,” he muttered.

she said in a low tone of voice. His eyes? I looked back at Xavier. It was only when I stared at him properly did I notice that his left and right eyes differed in color. One had blue like that of a ‘forget me not’ flower while the other was sea green with a tinge of gold, which were indeed pretty. A rather playful smile suddenly formed on his almost thin lips. “My eyes may be pretty, but they are not for sale,” he said before staring back at Viola. “And you are way prettier, milady. Why don’t you admire my eyes while riding me later?”

I felt as if I was being tested because of the two alphas still seated so I went for a nod that says ‘no’. But to my surprise he only glanced at Herod and James and it looked like they were arguing with their eyes until I was met with shock when Herod took off his assassin-like-mask, James does the same and I am faced with Damiel two eyes staring right back at me. No wonder I found that eyes familiar. Damiel with two mismatched eyes but Herod with one of Damiel’s eyes in his own two, ocean blue. James with Damiel’s yellow eyes in his own two. What perfect breeding their parents must have got it. If you cheat in this family. It would be surely noticed.

"And I say he isn't worth the stain on your hands. Come back to me." Slowly, agonizingly, the light returned to his eyes. The dilation receded, leaving the obsidian irises I knew. He blinked, a slow, heavy movement, and the tension in his jaw shattered. He let go of Halloway, who collapsed back into his chair, gasping for air.

“Reverse this…” He stared at me for a moment longer before sighing. He turned to Henry, and I watched as his eyes darkened. Henry was captivated by Gavin’s eyes, staring into them with his body relaxing and his breathing softening. After a moment, Gavin blinked and leaned back in his seat, breaking his hold on Henry. Henry looked confused for a moment before meeting my eyes. “What just happened?” He asked. “Is it you?” I asked, keeping my eyes on his. “What are you talking about?” He asked, glancing at Gavin.