Muzan Eyes Novels & Stories

She added as she headed for the door. “Where are you going?” Velmont asks in concern. She shrugged and turned her head to face them. She showed her pure black eyes, then playfully said, “It's either get ice cream or commit genocide. I’ll decide along the way.” Eleanor gasped in fear. “Eyes of a mass murderer.” She uttered while staring at Vesper’s pure Obsidian black eyes. Cain and Zane rose from their seats on full alert and would shift to their wolf form anytime as her eyes meant she’d killed a lot of creatures.

I need help, I need to get out of this mess before things get worse than it already is. Pacing around the room and thinking of what will happen next, my eyes suddenly bulged and my movements freeze momentarily. A question circulated in my mind and I covered my mouth with my palm. Oh my God! What if Alpha Zata is the brown eyes Alpha I have been looking for? What if he knows about me wanting to kill him and he wants to get me first?

Psychopathically dark. When he cornered her to his car side, telling her to behave as he’d wanted to meet with some acquaintances, he offed his black Gucci glasses and she decided eyes as dark as his glasses would fit him more than his sky blue ones. Those eyes were too good for him, she thought, it would look better in somebody normal. She saw Luna approach, decided to act like she saw nothing, staring into emptiness. "Hey." Luna sighed, resting her back on the car.

“It means he knows. Runduc knows I have unlocked my power.” I could feel Callan’s rage surging through my body, and a growl ripped through the room, shaking my bones. I turned around, making Micha’s mouth drop open, but Callan’s eyes flashed black, letting me know his wolf was present. “What is going on with your eyes?” Micha asked. I turned back toward the mirror and peered at my reflection; my eyes were glowing, and the small circle of purple that surrounded my pupil was glowing brightly. I leaned forward, opening my eyes wide in fascination.

They were lidless, disembodied eyes! Leesa shut down her telekinesis and the eyes stopped moving, hanging suspended ten or twelve inches in front of her now. She felt her own eyes grow wide with surprise and horror as the three pairs of eyeballs fixed their gaze upon her. They were a pale, grayish blue color—the exact same color as Dominic’s eyes! She couldn’t know for sure, but she suspected these eyes had once belonged to the wizards the Necromancer and his black waziri henchmen had murdered. Somehow, the evil mage had trapped them here inside his table. She prayed that Dominic had not suffered a similar fate.

I know many would prefere something smaller, but I love the feeling of him filling every inch of me. Zurig gave a light growl and I felt Suaco suddenly wanted to take control. Zurig pulled his lips away from me, causing me to open my eyes and saw Zurig’s eyes were strange. One eye was black. Are both of them present currently. “Can you do the same?” he asked softly with a little animalistic growl in his voice.

Leaning against the doorway like he’d been there for hours. “How long have you been listening?” Malrik growled. Drayan held up his hands in a lazy surrender. “Long enough to know she’s alive. And glowing. And… oh, you idiot.” “What?” I snapped. Drayan pointed at me. “Your pupils. They’re not normal.” I turned toward the polished steel cabinet beside me—my reflection faint, distorted but undeniable. My eyes were darker. Redder. A ruby haze around the edges. Zenaida’s eyes.

For some reason, his eyes have split, but I don’t think he noticed, especially when Arkyn’s eyes grow to the size of dinner plates. “Oh, I’m sorry, my boy-!” “I can do that too, see!” he actually says a sentence, but then I can hear Fenriz’s heartbeat pick up. “Umiko…” he whispers my name and nudges me just as I am about to breastfeed Yuki again. “I think you should see this.” I frown as I turn my head, but now his heart beating faster makes so much sense to me. How is this possible? How am I seeing what I am seeing right now?! One beast was supposed to devour the other, but this… to say I am stunned is putting it lightly.

My mouth watered as I caught a whiff of the most intoxicating, delicious smell I have ever smelled in my whole life. Am I dead already? Are my body and senses being returned to the moon? If this was the afterlife, then I would welcome it wholeheartedly. It didn’t look or feel bad at all. "Don’t touch her." A calm but authoritative voice erupted in the thin air, and it reminded me I was still alive. I tilted my head up, looking for the owner of the voice, and my eyes caught sight of him. He has the bluest eyes I have ever seen, and the moment our eyes locked, I felt something snap into place, and the whole forest just vanished in my sight.

I saw a guy standing in front of the glass. “Hi! Names Maverick” He was decent looking but not much of my type. Do I even have a type? This place is fucking with my head. “Nina” I said “The girl with the green eyes” He said chuckling “Green eyes?” “Rumor was that when you killed the two rouges your eyes were shinning very brightly a deep green and….” He stopped saying whatever else he was going to say. I wasn’t sure how to respond. I didn’t realize my eyes were glowing. Is that part of the necklace and ring? I didn’t have time to analyze it because Wyatt walked into the room.