Hero Eyes Novels & Stories

He leaned forward and pulled me into his arms. He lifted my chin and forced me to look at him. "Who upset you?" I merely shook my head. A single tear fell at exactly the right moment. It landed on the back of his hand. It was warm. His gaze darkened, and he held me even tighter. "Alright. Don't cry." His rare gentle tone only sent a chill down my spine. "Kayla is coming tomorrow." Kayla Larson was his treasured first love. The next day, Kayla arrived right on time.

LIAM My eyes shot open when I heard the girl's name and met a pair of dark brown orbs, looking at me in shock. Wow, she's so beautiful, she had such pretty eyes but not as pretty as Hera's eyes because those captivating cat-like eyes that could cause me to melt just by staring at it. "Hey beauti– aw aw! Fuck! Hera, it hurts!" I grumbled while pushing myself up from the ground as Hera pulled my ear. "Hera!"

The way she calmed her. It wasn’t a duty. It was care. It was… Maternal. An uninvited vision struck him like thunderbolt. Hera. How she used to quarrel him whenever Hope got hurt. She used to take good care of Hope. Hope was the splitting image of her mother. Fair smooth skin, button nose, pink bow shaped lips,wide innocent eyes the color of her eyes were what differentiated Hope from Hera. Hope has silver eyes. While Hera had Brown eyes like Laura.

“She fought without fear. You should try it sometime.” A ripple of shocked whispers raced through the hall. Erynos leaned on his staff. “Majesty,” he said carefully, “did you see her eyes?” Kael’s tone went glacial. “No.” “I did,” Erynos continued. “They burned gold. Like ours.” The words landed like thunder. Lycans stared at one another — confusion, awe, a hint of fear. A werewolf showing Lycan eyes? Impossible. Blasphemy.

One corner of her lips curled into a cold smirk. "What the hell do you want from me?!" I snarled, clenching Harriet's talisman in my hand. Hespera pulled down her hood, revealing a beautiful, youthful face with straight, fiery-red hair and dazzling green eyes. She glanced at the star-shaped gem before shifting her eyes to mine. "I doubt that you know how to use this stone. You may as well save your strength and come to me. I won't hurt you unless you force me to."

I knew the answer. He would burn the world down for me. It was almost dawn when I heard the sound of boots approaching. I braced myself, expecting a blow, a threat—anything. But then the door opened, and everything inside me broke. Helios. He looked like he hadn’t slept in days. His dark hair was damp with sweat, a gash on his temple still bleeding. His black shirt clung to his chest, torn and smudged with dirt and ash. But it was his eyes that undid me.

It seemed Hercules was a lover of black, the only part of him not black was his skin which was a rich golden hue, and his eyes were a brilliant amber color with flecks of gold that flashed as he watched them approach. I felt an instinctive urge to curl my lips and snarl out a challenge to the other Alpha, he urges an alpha telling him he must be the biggest badass predator in the room and Hercules was a serious threat to his supremacy. I stomped down hard on those urges, I was not a young, budding, and unruly alpha jockeying for position. Nothing like the foolish Colin and his ilk. I was the next Alpha King and while I might be slightly smaller than Hercules, I was not weaker.

I said, looking at the pair of emerald pupils. Hercules' eyes radiated light, like dew dancing under the light of a full moon. I swear I could feel the seeds of the future growing in them. But I dismissed the thought for a moment, trying to hide it from the world. Though, a glimpse of that image still lurked when I looked back into his emerald green eyes. “Thank you, Alpha Rey. I will be the Alpha of my pack.” With a heartfelt greeting, Hercules bowed his head for a moment before leading the wolf pups away.

I was dressed in a tee-shirt that said BlaCK and a jean ripped on both knees and two little rips on the back thighs and that was all. I was pretty dressed up but I was so fire! He moved over to my side and sunk his hand into mine. ‘oof’, one of his friends said. ‘she’s a sweet one, dude is she yours? Or can?’, the guy was really fine, obviously mixed; he was dark-skinned with beautiful grey eyes reminds me of Beck. ‘hands-off, Jer’, he said and laughed. ‘this is OB’, he said and smiled at me. I looked up at him and smiled shyly. ‘now move away you fools you are crowding”, he said with finality and they moved away so we could pass.

She murmured slowly. Like thunder, the realization hit my head. So, the car which almost stimulated an accident is belonging to them. You bloody! I badly wanted to put some sense into her thick skull but when I looked at her pleading eyes, my anger flew away. It's beautiful... She has light green eyes and brown coloured lengthy eyebrows. She has brown wavy hair that matches her eyebrows. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a pink top which made her look beautiful. Of course! Pink is every girl's favourite colour.