Ice Age Buck Without Eye Patch Novels & Stories

"Thanks, Mom. Can't wait to see the looks on Alpha's face when he sees me." I put my hair up in a curly bun, leaving two curly strands to frame my face. My lips were a nude color, while my eyes were coated with Smokey eye shadow that wasn't too bright but just perfect. I didn't need false lashes because most werewolves had luscious lashes, but I still added them anyway. I put on these jaw-dropping gold earrings that I'd gotten from Alpha.

He digs through the bag for the next ice pack, “On it.” Serena sighs, “I’ll do what I can.” Eliza nods, and Serena closes her eyes and puts a hand on her forehead. When she opens them again her eyes are completely black, no cornea, no iris, just pitch black. Greyson and Rosie look at each other but say nothing, Celine looks concerned, but comes to his side, holstering her staff. They move back a bit as Connor and Simon come and help her up once Serena is finished.

His white varsity hockey jersey was torn to shreds at the collar, exposing his broad shoulders. His knuckles were dripping dark, thick blood onto the floor tiles. He was breathing so hard that his chest heaved with every ragged gasp of air. But it was his eyes that made my breath catch completely in my throat. They were not his normal dark brown color. They were burning a bright, supernatural gold. They looked exactly like the eyes of a wild, hungry animal from the woods. Marcus Flint, the backup captain of the team, was lying on the floor a few feet away from him, clutching his ribs. Marcus was bleeding heavily from his split lip, but he was laughing a cruel, mocking laugh.

They sported gothic clothing, probably the inspiration of Sting's current fashion style. "Then, there's Eyepatch's family. Eyepatch was one of the Three Beasts." Eyepatch, as he peeked at him, has a slicked back, dark blonde hair; those were spiky and messy. Lucas can see him wearing a seemingly sleeveless, black-colored muscle shirt with a turtleneck collar underneath a woolly jacket with dark red pants and black shoes. He looked serious, as his family sat by the front around the other side of the Hall.

Rj got startled because the boy, who's wearing a black uniform, politely welcomed them. The boy has pink hair and wears an eye patch on his left eye. Elise greeted him back before coming inside the shop, followed by Nero and Alicia. The shop's wooden wall changes by the cemented wall painted by light blue after they go inside. Elise's eyes are sparkling because of the reflection of magic light.

He took his position at the blue line, his stick lowered, his thumb resting lightly above the blue ridge. "Maya, please begin," I spoke into the small earpiece hidden beneath my strawberry blonde hair. "Sequence one live in three, two, one," Maya’s voice buzzed in my ear from the security booth. Whirrrr-snap. The automated launcher fired a black puck skating hard across the ice toward Jaxson's right side. I watched his helmet jerk slightly, the double vision was clearly active but instead of swinging blindly, his lower hand slid down the shaft. His thumb slammed against the blue tape anchor.

“Like maybe the fact that your stupid lucky socks are showing through your team-issued ones? Are those…kittens? Pretty sure that goes against regulation.” Truthfully, I can’t see jack shit other than the white fabric, and even if I could, the shin guards would be in the way from seeing whatever pair of wacky socks he’s wearing beneath them. But it doesn’t make it any less fun to poke the bear. I think I even catch his eye twitch as he does his best not to look down and double check. “Hilarious,” he deadpans, not a hint of amusement in those annoyingly somewhat pretty purple eyes that I've never seen on anyone . “But you should know better than to make fun of someone else’s vodo. It’s bad luc

Paul reported. "This is becoming unbearable." Old Madam Ryan spoke hopelessly. ============ Babe came out of the kitchen holding a cup of ice cream. She was wearing an off-shoulder top and mini shorts. Her hair was packed loosely as she sat on her Queen-sized bed. She was watching a few series that got her hooked for a few days. Just as she was about to get comfy, her doorbell rang and she sighed nonchalantly. The doorbell kept ringing nonstop but she was adamant on not wanting to answer it.

Third Person’s POV: Ice was preparing for the party and she was wearing a red seductive off-shoulder cocktail that was only knee-length. He wore red cigarette heels too and blue contact lenses. She put light makeup on her face and a wig that consisted of wavy hair and bangs. She looked at her appearance in the mirror and when she was satisfied, she immediately put on her black mask with a touch of gold glitter on it.

Bronx laughs harder when he raises her high in the air. “Uncle Bonx! Codi a weretiger like Swagga!” She is wearing a winter beanie hat, orange with black stripes and cat ears sewn on top. Her shirt is neon green with a jack-o’-lantern face and her leggings are hot pink. I chuckle at the ballet slippers that finish her chaotic look.