King Eye Novels & Stories

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

I had been practicing in the mirror every day. I had to keep my eyes neutral and my obsession obvious. Not even a day after the God came I knew everyone could see the need in my eyes. I had been playing out scenes in front of it and I swear my eyes changed to glowing green whenever I thought about King Alexander touching me. It turned red when I was angry and blue or aquamarine for any other emotion. So I had to think about how he made me feel at all times. Her huffing had me narrowing my eyes.

Why the heck does it hurt so much! “Ow! You didn't need to do that just to prove a point!” I glared at him with my eyes closed, if that was possible. Alden let out another chuckle and then helped me sit, “Well, it was bound to be revealed anyways. The Grey Eyed Clam are actually called the Caprienne's, they are the rulers of the capital, and everyone has to answer to them. It's a well known fact, and since they are known to have grey eyes due to a genetic defect, no one outside the clan ever has that same colour of eyes so for you, a woman with grey eyes to pop out, it was quite shocking.”

He was shocked by my sudden outburst. "She shouldn't be with him!" I was mad. My blue ocean orbs were turning to pitch black. They were Kylo's eyes. The same eye color that my father had. "She should stay in Blood Moon Pack!" I couldn't understand Kylo's possessiveness to Jaque that he wanted to shift and chase the car of the king. I had been trying my best to control him, but he was just so strong. Every time I pushed him away. he would fire me back and force himself to lift.

Does he have a problem with his throat too? “You told Alpha King about the mark!” “As I should! She’s not your mate! You know I’m obliged to notify the king of unmated markings!” The doctor snarls and I see Jake’s eyes flash bright gold for a moment. Suddenly a flashback hit me. I’ve seen gold eyes before. Where did I see them?

Isla I stood frozen in the doorway of my father's office, my heart hammering against my ribs like a caged bird desperate for escape. Before me, the Alpha King loomed, his face a terrifying mask of barely contained fury, his blue eyes darkening to a molten gold that betrayed the rage of his wolf. Behind him, I caught a glimpse of his Beta looking equally startled by my sudden appearance.

“I'll rip your tongue out, son of a bitch.” Katie growled, but he only reacted by pressing his body even harder against her, which only fueled her need. Her own body was betraying her. “Who the hell are you?” he growled, his voice piercing her skin, giving her goosebumps. He was so close to her that she stared right into her silvery eyes, which were swirling with power; this wasn't normal, even for werewolves; eyes weren't meant to do that.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

Just enough for the gold in his eyes to catch the light. A ripple moved through the nearest rows of wolves, a collective inhale, and Wren felt every version of the future she'd built for her son collapse in the space of a single breath. Kade's gaze locked on Ezra's eyes and did not move, did not blink, did not do anything except widen with a recognition that needed no explanation. Alpha eyes. His eyes. Passed down a bloodline that only ran one direction, and there was no version of this crowd, no version of this ceremony, that would let that truth stay buried for even one more second.

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."