Lion Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

Two pairs of ocean-blue eyes and a pair of hazel eyes stared back at her. The woman in the picture had a familiar pair of ocean blue eyes, she was beautiful with her midnight black her that made her eyes stand out like two glittering gems of blue. Both of her hands were placed on the shoulders of two boys that looked to be about the same age, maybe around seven. One of them had ocean blue eyes just like the woman, with midnight black hair just like hers, it didn't take a genius to figure out that she was his mother. Meanwhile, the other boy's features were different from the mother and son duo, with hazel green eyes and brown hair with light highlights. They looked happy, both the boys with

Aaron asked as they got to where the rest were. “This fell,” Ivana answered, stepping back to allow Aaron and Zera to see what she spoke about. It was a lifeless owl lying on the ground. Though it was dead, its eyes were wide open and glowing in shades of blue. Blue was the last colour an owl’s eyes should have. This was strange, and she could swear she had seen that shade of blue before. It was very familiar. Zera gasped and stepped back in fear, realising who had those shades of blue eyes. Lionel.

They stared in each other's eyes and noone broke the eye contact. Tang Li raised an eyebrow as she could smell some raw feelings. One of the perks of being a Mo is having blue eyes. Mo Yuhan, Mo Zihan and Mo Jia inherited the blue eyes from their father. Ying Yue was the first to avert her gaze as she wasn't sure what will she do if she continues looking into his blue eyes which were revealing a wide sky, a depth. She quickly tried to get up but ended up falling again and again on him.

“Look at her eyes...” “They're different... blue?” “It's more than blue... there's something purple in her irises.” “They're beautiful.” “They're... strange.” Mia blinked, confused, and then saw her reflection in the window of a nearby car. Her eyes were indeed different. They were a vivid blue, with a purple-lilac ring surrounding the iris. They were silver eyes. She knew it the moment she saw them. This wasn't just a reflection of the light or an emotional effect. It was real.

Looking down at her Leonidas noticed that her eyes returned back to their usual ocean blue colour. . . . To be continued... . Don't forget to let me know your precious thoughts on the story on the main page of the book in the reviws section and do let me know your views on today's chapter in the comments section..... . With Much Love... Elvira 🤍

Glancing around, I notice that the others seem just as curious about it. "With your eyes, they represent what you are. Allistar and Raven have eyes that match the moon due to being warriors of the moon. Their eyes are grey to represent the Moon they fight for, but they hold that bright blue hue behind them for another reason. The blue represents trust and loyalty that are necessary to recieve from other wolves if we plan on successfully fulfilling the prophecy. Since warriors of the moon require this from others, they are filled with confidence and wisdom to be able to receive these vital things. With Penelope and Dimitri, your gold eyes represent the courage, passion, and love that you hold

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

He is the greatest warrior in the land, his abilities far superior to any Lycan. Lavi pauses in front of an omega and turns to him. The poor omega squirms under the gaze of the Prince. People are scared of Lavi but his appearance is even scarier up close. He is the handsome man in the country but there is an oddity in him which makes him look deadly. He has different colored eyes. The omega does not dare to look at them but steals a peek. Lavi’s one eye is a deep blue color while the other one is a bright red shade. It is a strange combination because no one in the royal family of Costa has this odd feature.

That color. That brilliant, cosmic blue was still swirling faintly in her pupils before fading back to her natural shade of green. My gut twisted. I had seen the terrified faces of Bilan and Wollan, had seen the bodies of the men who had lost their lives while serving the kingdom. Based on all reports, those Direwolves had those exact same glowing, cosmic blue eyes. And then came the sound. The violent tremor that had just rocked the earth was followed instantly by that ancient, primordial howl ripping through the peaks.

The sharp pain in our bond recedes, turning into a warm, thrumming hum. I pull back, my breath coming in short gasps. Luka opens his eyes, and I freeze. His Lycan, Bexley, is staring directly out at me from behind the iris. But his eyes are not black anymore. They are shifting rapidly, swirling into a brilliant, vivid turquoise color before settling back into his natural shade. Even as the primary color returns, bright, glowing blue spots remain embedded in his irises. I smile, my heart hammering against my ribs. I have heard rumors of this happening in ancient texts, but it is incredibly rare.