Matt Sturniolo Eyes Novels & Stories

“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.

No wonder Mateo had been so bent and ready to destroy those who had dared harm him. But it wasn’t just his presence that caught my attention. It was his eyes. They weren’t black, and they weren’t brown. They were a strange shade of grey with hints of brown, a mix that made them almost hypnotic. They reminded me of Aaron Pierre’s eyes from the movie; “Mufasa”. Honestly, if there was any way I could keep staring at them, then I’ll gladly do that a million times.

Then, I glance up and find myself locked in the bold emerald gaze of Matteo Di Lorenzi who's standing right in front of me, staring at me with those wicked eyes. What a view indeed.

Beside her, Lori only stared at me with that same knowing, solemn stare that she had always been good at. Suddenly, Matt walked forward. He stopped in front of Enzo and myself and stared at us both for a few moments before finally reaching out and punching Enzo’s shoulder with a crooked, cheeky grin. “See you guys soon,” he said. “Real soon.” There was something in his eyes, though, when he looked at me, that indicated that he didn’t fully believe that he would see us soon. However, he didn’t say anything else. Enzo merely nodded in response, then looked down at me.

He simply stayed quiet, standing firmly on his feet while being manhandled by his bully. Unable to hold in his anger at the lack of reaction, Jonas pulled his arm back and punched him hard in the face. The teenager's head snapped back from the violent impact, but his body was held firmly in place by Jonas's tight grip on his shirt. Taking a slow, deep breath, the boy opened his eyes and stared right into Jonas's. His gaze was so acute and terrifyingly dead that the guys standing behind the jock instinctively began backing away. His eyes were bloodshot.

' Mark asked through the mind link while playing with the microscope 'What?' Matt asked, confused, watching his friend swap lenses as if there was no tomorrow. “What are you looking at?” Matt asked aloud. 'I don't know,' Mark said, looking up and pushing the thing away. 'I mean, what happened in the hall? With that Chloe chick, I see someone has googly eyes for one of the humans,' Mark said, wiggling his eyebrow at Matt, placing his chin on his hand as he stared at Matt with a knowing smile on his face.

My grip tightens and I swear I growl at him. “Link, how about you shut up or I’ll kick your ass and I won’t be as nice as she is,” Matt says, glaring at him. His gaze is ice cold. I stare at Matt, fascinated. His whole body took on a dangerous and feral air. His stance is rigid, but he seems poised, ready for anything. It’s his eyes that stand out the most, they’re a light brown, almost yellow color, that gleam with something I can name but it’s terrifying.

Matt glanced at him briefly, then back at the road. A few minutes passed. Then another. Jordy noticed Matt looking at him again. And again. “Matt,” Jordy said, trying not to laugh. Matt didn’t respond. “You’re staring.” “I’m not,” Matt said. “You are,” Jordy replied, turning to him slightly. Matt glanced at him again, this time longer. Jordy shook his head. “Eyes on the road. You’re driving.” Matt smiled faintly. “I know.” “Then act like it,” Jordy said, amused.

The Matty is question is a large man with bulky muscles and a moustache which suits him. “You are not going to let me live that down, will you?” Another voice came coming by the side of Matty whose face instantly lightened up at the sight of this women. She had a pixy cut and green eyes. I couldn’t notice before but then I see it Matty is also mortal with green eyes. “Live you down? I have it on record. You actually threatened my boobs women, that shit was hilarious.”

she asked before she took her shot. “I believe Matty will need to have Insan Sevenler tattooed on his chest,” Ray supplied. “Right, cousin?” Matty turned to glare at him. I snorted. “Right,” Matty ground out through his teeth. Kimi conveniently missed her shot. I guess she decided to let Matty have some hope. “Shit,” she swore softly. “Well, I guess it’s your turn.” Matty strutted up to the table, and eyed the balls. He took two shots before one of his balls barely missed the pocket. “Fuck!” he shouted, and glared at Kimi. “Go,” he commanded.