Her Eyes She's On The Dark Side Novels & Stories

Then we were going to have fancy cocktails and pull some levers, as she said. She was a vision with bright red lipstick, that I knew would probably be all over me by the end of the night, but I didn’t care. “What do you think, my princess?” She grinned, “I feel like Pretty Woman, but without the getting paid for sex part.” I smiled, not fully understanding since I’d never seen the movie.

He asked me, and I shook my head. We both laughed. I got up and began to wear my clothes. "How did it go with Lilly and those two?" Sylvester asked me, and I told him all that had happened. He was stunned at how ruthlessly we dealt with the girls. "And they call me the dark one," he said, laughing. "You should be called the Dark Luna. You and your friends. Goddess, that was something else," he said, and I laughed. "Never have I ever thought of bathing a wolf with silver. Their skin is marred for life," he said, and I shrugged.

Still, I knew that this was a road that she needed to travel alone and that I would only serve to get in the way of progress. I observed her silently. “I’m here, mimar,” I whispered. “I will not leave your side,” I promised her. It was shortly after this promise that her eyes shot opened. They were almost completely black with the exception of her scleras, which a deep and richly dark red. She smiled, her skin turning slightly pale. “Do not worry for her,” she said to me. “We are fine.” Her whisper was soft, her voice ethereal. Was this Vale’s counterpart.

It's dark. Nothing but emptiness and loneliness. So dark is all my eyes could see. The only time is when bright white light casts its rays and blinds me as black silhouettes appear. There are no faces except menacing red eyes. Their bodies are the color of the darkroom. I couldn't tell what they were thinking. "Grab her," says one in a husky, dark female tone, almost demonic.

I silently shone my phone's flashlight downward. The light shone on the pink bunny slippers under my bed. They were right where I remembered them to be. The Leah who stood before me was barefoot. How creepy. There was a Leah who could easily move in the dark, but there was also another Leah who was supposed to be wearing her slippers and had night blindness. One of them had flawless skin, while the other had a wound on their face. An absurd thought entered my head, but it was the only explanation that made sense. They were two different people!

I leaned over her, pinning her arms lightly so she wouldn’t hurt herself. “It’s okay,” I breathed. “I’ve got you. You’re safe.” “No…” Her voice cracked. “I’m… not.” Her eyes snapped open—and they weren’t her eyes anymore. Not completely. Silver and black warred for dominance in her gaze. She was fighting something I couldn’t see. Something ancient. Something cruel. “I can’t hold it back,” she rasped. “Killian… you need to run.” My jaw clenched. I knew what she meant.

Gradually, the dark color in her eyes is dimming. She is awakening. We are all still aware that if she attacks suddenly, we have to be fast to react. After a few minutes, the darkness of her eyes is completely gone, and it's replaced by bright blue, beautiful eyes. She looked like an angel now. "SHE IS NOT DANGER FOR US ANY MORE." I sighed, It's a shame that Satan was using all those angels with his black magic and turning them all dark. I turned back, and Ronald checked the members who were lying there on the ground without moving an inch.

“I can’t help you, but I can give you this one piece of advice. Everything you need to defeat it is already within your grasp. Remember that because dark times are coming.” I hadn’t felt the absence of her nails digging into my skin, or her words whispered across my face, just as I barely recognized the sound of Dain’s voice calling out to me. I was lost, trapped within the visions of the future she’d so easily shared with me. One had my family and I safe and sound, standing at the top of a grand set of stairs overlooking a joyous crowd, magic rippling in the air like fireworks given life. A crown of light and one of shadow, joined by an oracle with honey-blonde hair and pale blue eyes. The

the view here is incredibly fascinating, but it can’t make my heart feel fine or neither amaze. “I think he is not really alone” a voice behind me “What makes you think he is not alone?” “You see Mr. Carter, there are a lot of stars and moon at the same galaxy where the sun is, it’s just that he is the brightest of all the stars and he shine on different time here on earth.” “Well he looks alone to me” “He is just too bright that it overpowers the other stars. Not because you cannot see it means they are not actually there.” “Well said, anyway what should I call you again?” I turn and face to the woman Andrea hires for me

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"