Homelander Stare Novels & Stories

Staring straight into Lorenzo’s eyes. Lorenzo’s jaws clenched, but he remains blank. “Do it.” Gustav whispers, “Fucking do it.” The room seems to hold its breath as Lorenzo’s gaze hardened, it is fixated on Gustav’s figure. His finger trembling on the trigger, a single tear runs down Lorenzo’s face as betrayal and sorrow fill his aura.

“You know some old-school Lycans consider that fucking bad luck?” That finally earned me a slow, cold look. That same dead-eyed stare that made his soldiers buckle and pack members piss themselves. But me? I’d seen him bloodied, drunk, broken, and even worse. I wasn’t afraid of his fucking stare. His pale eyes dragged up to mine, very unimpressed, almost as if I’d interrupted his meditation, not his fuck session. “That look doesn’t work on me,” I muttered. “Save it for the rest of the world.” I signaled for the girls to scurry out immediately.

I turned my head toward the sound, my breath coming in gasps. Lando stood at the end of the hallway, his tall frame rigid, his expression deadly. I’d never seen that look on him before, not even when he was angry. His eyes were blazing with a fury so cold it sent chills down my spine. “Let her go,” Lando said, his tone calm but lethal. Elton’s grip faltered for half a second, his body tense. “Stay out of this,” he spat. “This isn’t your business.” Lando started walking forward, slow and steady, like a predator closing in. “You should really think about what you’re doing before I make it my business.”

Kendrick’s POV The clinking of glassware and murmurs of conversation filled the dining hall, but my focus was razor-sharp, zeroed in on one thing: Alpha Xander’s unwavering gaze on Alison. Each time I looked his way, his eyes were fixed on her, tracking her every movement as she served the guests, her posture humble, head lowered. Irritation flickered in my gut. Xander’s stare didn't seem like casual curiosity; it held a possessive spark that I recognized all too well.

They each shared a look and then they all turned to stare at me, making me a bit scared because I had no idea what was going on with them. “Lay a finger on her and I’ll fucking kill you myself!” Xander let out fiercely as he turned towards the lycan warriors and snarled in their direction to make them move back in fear. He turned towards the Lycan general and glared dangerously at him, causing him to bow his head in submission, trying not to get Xander even more pissed.

I raised my head above the cubicle wall and glanced around the room. Landon leaned over the row of sinks engraved in a black marble frame. His fingers were tightly curled around the stone edge as he faced the mirror, drawing deep breaths. Fury enveloped every inch of his features, from a deep frown wrinkling his forehead, his lip twitching in a snarl, to his madly clenched jaw. He looked like an enraged predator, one I wished I stayed far away from. I watched his chest stretch with several deep breaths before he pulled his phone from his jacket's pocket and picked up another number.

he stuttered as he swallowed hard. Landon turned to face me, and his jaw tightened. “That’s enough. You can go,” he said sharply, his tone leaving no room for debate. The guard nodded his head and quickly walked out of the living room, but not without stealing one final glance at me. I twisted my toes, feeling uncomfortable as Landon’s stare seemed to x-ray my body. His eyes were piercing, sweeping over me from head to toe like he had never seen me before. I cleared my throat to snap him out of his trance-like state.

“You can also give her to our soldiers, you know, just for entertainment. After all, what are these bloody rogues for?” Landon’s normally bright, hazel eyes had turned almost black, pupils dilated with fury. The words cut deep, and each passing second without explanation only fanned the flames of his anger. His breathing grew heavier, echoing in the silence, as he stared at her and then at me for a brief moment. It was as if the rage within him had consumed the very light in his eyes, leaving behind a darkness that threatened to spill over. “So are you going to dictate an alpha now? What makes you think I’d need your help in dealing with something as insignificant as her?”