Hero Eyes Novels & Stories

Her eye lenses are no longer black like it used to be ten years ago, it is now golden dragon eyes. Like Henna, the chip extinguished all of her emotions. If I had implanted that chip in Isla's brain before she escaped, she could be like this one, feeling nothing but emptiness inside. They're nearly identical, except this one has golden dragon eyes instead of violet. She has a blank expression on her face as she stares me down. "At long last, you'd awoken." I greeted her with a big hug, not caring if I got wet because she'd just gotten out of the tube and was dripping wet. She didn't move, so I let go of her flashing a bright smile.

I stated to Xander and in reverse I got a reaction of seriousness from him,and I stopped that it's time to be cold,ruthless,arrogant women. As,I entered, my eyes searched for the only person I ever want to see, as I am searching,they landed on the Persian blue orbs which in turn catches my dark green orbs, he just saw me in such a way that his eyes are longing to see me for many years. But that other pair of orbs directed towards him contains a longing for Vengeance. I just stood there muttering a name XAVIER, who made my heart break into million pieces in such a way that they can never be attached.

Finding them wasn't easy but she did at last. She knows it's them because they all have a dragon head tattoo on their arms. And there's only one way to find out. Her charms. "You all are going to pay for what you did to me. I'm not going to spare anyone this time. It's time for my revenge and that's what I'm going to do!." She yelled at no one. She took her phone and called Damien. "Yes Eva." His voice came up almost immediately. "Tell me where did you get this information from?." She asked.

She was stunning, she really was, her thick straight blonde hair which was technically white went all the way to her waist, and to match was her gorgeous ocean blue eyes that looked exciting to stare into which bolstered her happy and mischievous nature all at once, Her complexion hinted that she gets a lot of sun but also the right amount as there wasn't any sunburn signs in sights which was me saying she has flawless skin and while she looked like the beach and I on the other hand look like the forest. I have emerald green eyes which only flares up when I feel overly emotional, plump pink lips and brown, almost red, hair but unlike my bestfriend my skin was kind of pale too. The moment I s

The intense perfume emanating from Hiya's body wafted over her, a pleasant scent that could encapsulate centuries within its allure. Contrary to this, Utkarsh had always been associated with the scent of alcohol. She slowly opened her eyes, and her gaze fixated on his exposed chest where two buttons of his shirt were undone. Shifting her focus away, she looked at his face, which was silently pulling her into his embrace and walking. When suddenly, their eyes met – her black diamond eyes collided with his hazel brown ones. Panicking, Hiya quickly averted her gaze to the other side, and in response, he smirked, a subtle smile she failed to notice.

Even though it was very heavy, I tried to open my eyes slowly. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. My feet also hurt a lot. I saw the white walls of the room around me. Kenan's face is the first thing I see right now, followed by the panicked faces of my father and... Steve? What is this? "Which part hurts?" asked Kenan, panicking. "All," I said with difficulty. "Do you remember the license plate?" asked Steve.

His eyes were a pure black just as those of his counterpart, Moros. The only other big differences between the two was that Moros had white skin and his face was tattooed black, appearing like a gothic mask covering his eye line, his forehead and his cheeks. His hair was brown and also stylishly cut. Whiro had on a long dark cape. “I am going to enjoy feasting on your souls,” Whiro’s voice came out cold and blunt. The Amarok army started their attack and Hermes together with the other speedsters quickly engaged. It was a battle of keeping your eyes open without daring to even blink for the slightest of seconds as one was facing off a killer god all while dodging an incoming Amarok creature.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

His eyes are pure gold now, an act that signifies the dangerous Alpha rage inside of him. Oh God! Hell is about to be unleashed!

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.