Manic Eyes Pupils Novels & Stories

Turning around, I shoot his both eyes… He screamed so loudly that everyone shiver at the intensity… “THEY WERE LOOKING AT MY WOMAN” Thudddddddd. I again shot him and this time on his head between his eyes. “THAT'S WHAT YOU GET FOR GETTING CLOSE TO MY LOVE. MY OBSESSION”. AUTHOR’S POV* “WHAT THE FUCK MAN” shouted Leo once I am out of my man sight. You are insane… They said. They were looking at his eyes searching for something maybe but the only thing they saw was… MADNESS, MADNESS for her. Obsession for her… LOVE for her…

I close my eyes and feel the exhaustion wash over me and I drift off. For once I don't dream about something that should be in a horror movie but instead of Brandon's eyes. They're shifting. One second they're normal brown but in the next, they're gold with slit pupils like a cat's. They just keep on flicking back and forth. Something that looks like blue and orange..mist?..is radiating from his hands and there's something behind him that can be described as a black hole but instead of it being black it's purple. Then it turns blue. Then orange. Shifting like his eyes. A mystery indeed. Beautiful and mysteries eyes.

The dagger clattered. The archer snarled like an animal, and his eyes flashed gold. Elowen froze. Shifter? No, not quite. There was no scent of fox, wolf, or hawk. No wild-born instincts. Something was wrong with those eyes; they looked artificial, glowing with a magic that didn’t belong to living things. Elowen grabbed the man’s chin, forcing him to meet his gaze. “What are you?” he hissed. The man’s pupils dilated. His hands spasmed. His mouth opened as if to speak, but only a choking sound came out.

"The only thing I need to adjust to is Clyde. When I am with him, everything feels right, and nothing can go wrong. He is the center of my universe." For a moment, her eyes seemed to shift in color. However, I wasn't paying close attention; apparently, it was a trait of the Mancini family. Their eye color shifted based on their emotions, ranging from bright blue to deep blue and even turning pitch black when they became angry or were in a heated discussion. "Oh, how romantic! Have you already picked a date for the wedding? I'm definitely going to be there. I can't miss seeing my most eligible cousin finally tie the knot," she exclaimed. Why do I get the feeling it was all an act?

He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye. Yes, this guy, but not any ordinary guy. There was something strange, like extremely strange, in the way he was staring at me. He simply nodded and remained silent, giving a little smile as if he completely understood. I tilted my head and eyed him. “What’s your deal?” The man shrugged and eyed me up and down as if checking me out as well. "Just passing through," he said, kinda difficult to hear him over the music. “Saw you. Thought you might be fun.”

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

My lips parted when our eyes met. His eyes are like two shimmering pools of gunmetal blue, their almond shape adding an air of mystery to his gaze. They possess a captivating glow, as if they hold a secret that only the darkness can reveal. These eyes are not just ordinary; they are extraordinary. They draw you in, making it impossible to look away. I swallowed nervously, determined not to let his intense gaze overpower me. With a swift and forceful kick, I managed to free my leg from his grasp. The pain made him cursed.

The other party was being held, which made it impossible for him to escape. He was still shocked that Zorion caught his act. "You're so young. How did you know? Are you a drug addict yourself?" The man's hair covered his eyes, but Zorion could see them. Zorion lowered his gaze at the gloves he was wearing. His smile was elegant, "I refuse to answer your questions. Next time, if you want to act like a drug addict, you'd better take some of them. Otherwise, I won't believe you. A drug addict's pupils are as small as the tip of a needle. That's why their visions are blurry, and they hallucinate. Your knowledge is too shallow."

They were so massive, and long but narrow, the sclera gray while the pupil gleamed with the same hue of the yellow sparks earlier, with green specks scattered around it. And the massive eyes that were as dark as the endless void clearly reflected Caleb, clad in white robes and cutting a miserable figure. It was as if Caleb's entire body was frozen by those pupils!

"Calm down. I can hear your breathing from over here." My eyes darted over to him. "Where am I?" His arm fell from his face and eyed me intensely. His eyes weren't normal. Last night, they appeared intensely blue, but now, I could see the narrowed pupil in the sunlight. There were hardly any whites in his eyes, all blue and black. My eyes widened, seeing nothing like that ever before. Thane reached over to his desk, grabbed his hat, and settled it over his head, shadowing his eyes.