Manic Eyes Pupils Novels & Stories

His cold blue eyes stared straight at Jasmine. Jasmine touched Marco's face with her fingers, she moved her index finger and touched every part of the face of the man in front of her. It's the first time Jazzy takes a closer look at Marco. She just realized that Marco's pupils when normal could be black and blue. It was strange, although some Alpha had extraordinary powers, this was the first time she had seen a person with two eyes color. During normal times like this his eyes will be blue like ice, then when he is angry or have high emotions those blue eyes Will turn black, then when his wolf takes over it will turn red.

“Dude there’s some serious shit wrong with your eyes!” What were they talking about? “Go look.” Ria pushed me back into my room towards the bathroom until the three of us were huddled in there. “Look in the mirror at your eyes, tell us what you see?” I braced my hands on the sink counter and leaned forward, looking at the reflection of my moss-green eyes. Ready to turn away, and ask them exactly what I was looking for; when I noticed the discoloration of my pupils. I leaned in closer to get a better look. Was that a mark of a cross, or a sword in my eye? I checked the other. It was the same.

But not before I see what is behind his eyelids. His pupils are dilated. His irises are a different shape, and brighter, somehow. They are not Ethan’s eyes. They are not the eyes of a man. They have changed. They’re the eyes of a wolf.

he says, and my eyes flick up to meet his. When my eyes land on his face, I gasp at how differently he looks. He looks almost hungry as he stares at me. His canines are a little pointier than usual, and his eyes aren't their usual light blue either. His pupils are so big that the blue is almost gone. It's as if his eyes are black with blue rings.

I asked him again. I noticed that the eyes of the man I ask questions were different. His left eye is silver and the right is gold. Being amazed by his eyes I keep staring at them. I didn't think there were humans—no, werewolves with such kind of eyes. Well, I shouldn't be surprised if I see something strange like this because all the people of that pack are strange including Duncan. "Hey! Are you listening? Don't tell me you fell in love with me because of my eyes?" A strong clap in front of my face seemed to bring my mind back to the man in front of me. I frowned when I saw him smiling while looking at me.

They were just like hers jn color, the same bright blue eyes, those beautiful ocean eyes which could brighten up anyone's dull life. The girl tried to look down and break away from his dark gaze but he painfully held her chin shooting her a dangerous glare, "If you dare to look away again, I will pluck your fucking eyes out!" She flinched at his low growl making her instantly glue her eyes to his. The man loosened his grip and started the endless gazing in her eyes.

“I just need to check your eyes, okay?” The warrior in blue regarded me warily, but gave a short nod of assent. Careful to keep my movements slow and controlled just in case he was on something and potentially agitated, I gently gripped his chin and tilted his head until I could shine the light into his eyes. As I shined the light into his eyes, I felt my heart sink like a stone in my chest. His pupils were wide… too wide. And they were completely unresponsive to the light. Wolf’s Fury.

He smelled almost like a campfire with roasted marshmallows and it made me want a snack. I was chuckling at my thoughts as I started to try to get back in bed. My mate stopped his conversation and lifted me from my chair to put me in bed. They man looked at me and I noticed his eyes. They were very different from ours. They were a beautiful smokey grey but his pupils were reptilian.

His eyes were poisonous and seemed to glower, prompting Helen to feel her spirit leave her body. Time remained still as she returned the man's gaze. She grasped the use of the light provided by her car to inspect the man's face while avoiding his deadly eyes. He had brown crew-cut hair that was meticulously kept, and it had a rippling quality, a symptom of his poor health. The intriguing young man's eyes were almond-shaped, and they burned with deadly passion. His once-dark eyes were flecked, and they abruptly changed from dark sapphire to their original sapphire mariner-blue hue. It darted around and around, gleaming with horror and the vigor of youth.

he explained. "I'm curious, how can I feel it? Can you give an example?" I asked. He started to eat the slices of meat one by one while watching me. "Just look at me, look into my eyes, focus, and think, how do you think I am?" He told me to guess who he was just by the eyes. What's with the eyeball? As he ordered. I stared at him unblinkingly, seeing his pupils dilating and shrinking, I thought this was normal.