Mina Ashido Eye Novels & Stories

I stopped looking at him or I might run out of the room. “Ash, baby, I’m here.” Aiden said that made me look their way again. Ashira is awake! Thank you, moon goddess! My eyes teared up as I saw my best girl opening her eyes and looking fine. Aiden was frantic as he asked someone to call the pack doctor despite Ashira’s denial for medical attention. Her eyes searched the room and she found mine. I tried to smile, but my eyes watered so I exhaled to stop myself from crying while she looks at me. Her eyes widened, and I know she might be wondering why I’m still here.

Her eyes turn up to me, bits of glass and shards embedded in the side of her face. I keel over, bowing my head as the last of my energy is exhausted. Ashenia is still staring at me with wide eyes, shock written across her face. I don't understand why until I catch sight of my reflection on one of the shards on the ground. My eyes are shifting from an ice-blue to brown-from cold, chilling angry to the dull, pained gaze again.

“Yomee, what makes you think she's very special, though?” “Correction: I don't think so. I know so.” Yomi's voice was incredibly calm. “After she apologized to me, we both locked gazes for a moment, and I saw the sincerity in her gloomy eyes, Idara. She has these beautiful bright green eyes that glows like pure emeralds. You should've been there to see them, too. She was so pretty, even with just light make-up.”

The crack blazed brighter than ever. For a long moment no one moved. The clearing was silent except for the hiss of the crack in the marker and the distant retreat of paws through underbrush. Mist drifted back in to fill the space where the pack had stood. Ava pulled herself upright against the stone. Her hands trembled. The silver glow had withdrawn into the token but left a faint shimmer under her skin, like moonlight trapped in her veins. She could still hear the echo of the whisper, softer now but insistent: Daughter of ash…

Kai smirks, “I think so. They’re only eyes, they can’t be that bad, can they?” Ash leans forward a little, and nods. She purses her lips and reaches for the glasses, pulling them down slowly. Her eyes are a vibrant dark-green which makes Kai think of malachite stones he’d seen with the darker lines radiating out from the centre. But that wasn’t the truly astonishing thing about her eyes. The ring around her pupils, with thin lines radiating out towards the edge of the iris, is bright orange. But the orange was glowing softly.

I knew exactly what he was going to tell me, yet, I wanted him to do so because earlier he had underestimated Ashina. “Ashina is no ordinary wolf… Her fur was of a radiant mix of midnight black and shimmering silver… She had icy blue eyes… I’ve never seen any she-wolf like this !” I thought back to the days when Ashina was just a child, a time when she had been my absolute favourite. From the very beginning, there was something about her that stood out—an unshakable determination that set her apart from the others. Even at a young age, she carried herself with an air of confidence and resilience that few possessed. Her bravery had always amazed me, and her spirit never failed to leave a last

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."

It looks cute on her. Everything on her features were mine, except for the eyes. Her eye color is ash gray. Just like her father's. Miya held her hand, but suddenly, Indira groaned and immediately withdrew her hand from Miya's grasp. She pressed her hand on my chest causing me to raise my right brow. I chuckled. She got an attitude right there.

"I don't think I'm beautiful anyway. I’m actually certain, that someone cast on you to see me as beautiful no matter if I'm dressed in a suit or in Alpha gear and covered with ichor." "It's called love baby." Ash smiled sweetly and kissed his nose, relief flooding his veins. "It is?? I thought something was wrong with your eyes." Adom teased. "My eyes??" Ash exclaimed fake-offended leaning down to stare at Adom with his eyes making him swoon again. "Who’s the self-healing being between the two of us?" "We both are." Adom said point-of-factly and Ash snorted. "Not the point. I heal better, so my eyes couldn't be anything sort of-"

The fans were already moving the ship with the anchor still down. Josh's gaze would move to Arisa whose eyes were fixed on her phone. He knew beautiful women when he saw one and Arisa was drop-dead gorgeous. She had these green almond shaped eyes that narrowed into slits when she was angry or annoyed. Her nose was long and pointed and accentuated down to the most perfectly shaped lips he had ever seen. She had on a mini skirt that showed off her smooth skin which he had the urge to feel under his hands, run his hands over and suck between his lips till every part of her body had his mark....