Mysterious Eyes Novelas e Histórias

CHAPTER 54 ~GABRIELLA'S POV~ "Who... are you?” I asked with a confused expression. The female giggled then replied as she raised the hood of her cloak, “Like I said before, I'm a friend.” My eyes widened as they met hers. Her right eye was dark brown, and her left was strangely colored. I had never seen an eye so strange and beautiful in all my days. No, I had; in fact, it was only two days ago that I saw eyes similar to this one. Her eye was dark blue and had white spots that looked like stars; her pupil was white, making it look like a moon in the night sky. The only person I knew had that kind of eye was... Marie.

But still with their mind, thinking about the mysterious person who didnt show his appearance to ask for his merit of contributing to the country or even to ask for the luxury all Solotiras had the privileged to. While they were dwelling for too long at the mysterious person who didnt show up his appearance over the years the monsters started appearing, The mysterious person of course was busily cleaning up the small apartment even though it was so clean already that a person can hardly see a single dust on the ground or every corner of his apartment. His busy figure flashing so fast, leaving an afterimages for the 'Eye' which serve as a system for Gabriel that hides at Gabriel palm earlier

Rose shakes her head, a tinge of disappointment evident in her voice. "Not exactly... I couldn't see his face. He's shrouded in a long cloak, concealing his features, but..." Felicia leans in closer, her eyes widening with anticipation. "But what, Rose? Tell me everything you remember." Rose meets Felicia's gaze, her eyes shimmering with a mix of fascination and uncertainty as she continues her account. "But I see the color of his eyes, Felicia," Rose whispers, her voice barely audible. "They're not just ordinary eyes. They possess an otherworldly quality as if they belong to a being beyond human comprehension."

“Sorry, I’m probably talking nonsense.” To my surprise, she laughs, shaking her head. “Not at all. I actually agree with you. I think it’s the mystery that makes the eyes so captivating—the fact that we can’t see what’s behind them, what they’re hiding. That’s what makes them so interesting.” I bite my lip, smiling awkwardly. “I suppose you’re right.”

But I knew, instinctively, that that thing was not normal. I froze, my heart pounding in my chest as I locked eyes with the mysterious watcher, a sense of dread washing over me like a tidal wave. Mason was saying something but I had tuned him out as I stared at the eyes looking back at me. It glinted mysteriously - like stars within a star, like a suns within the sun if that ever made a lick of sense. But then it turned about and left. Without a second thought, I turned and bolted after it, my instincts taking over as I gave chase with reckless abandon.

Here stood my source of joy and strength. His eyes, like two shimmering hazelnuts, gazed up at me with a deep, ancient wisdom. Their golden-brown rims and mossy green centers sparkled with a sense of wonder and curiosity. Flecks of brown, green, and gold danced across his eyes, glowing with a brightness that seemed to hold a secret truth. It always amazed me because neither his father nor I possessed such captivating hazel eyes. While his father’s eyes were a deep forest green, mine were pure obsidian with a hint of shimmer that his father often mistook for tears. Though Tristan inherited some features from me, like the shape of my face and lips, he bore little resemblance to his father, lea

Mysterious said to himself. " Acras medera " Mysterious chanted and a strong force lifted the horned beast and it hit's them of, Mysterious channelled the powers of the sun into him and his eyes were deeply red, It was like it was burning and huge wings sprouted out of mysterious back while the Mark of Armageddon glowed.

I froze in time lost in the most beautiful dark grey eyes I've ever seen in my entire life, the pillow dangling behind my back, it's purpose long forgotten as I got lost in the storm that was swirling in those eyes. The man before me was the real definition of dark, mysterious, and dangerous.

"But Miss Rosemary, Mrs. Henderson also said something else that was very strange." "What?" both Maya and Rosemary asked at the same time. William looked directly at Rosemary. "She said that when you were a baby, you had unusual eyes. Not human eyes. She described them as golden colored, almost like an animal's eyes." Rosemary felt shock go through her entire body. Golden eyes were a sign of werewolf blood. Maya looked at Rosemary with amazement. "Rosemary, golden eyes are—" "I know what golden eyes mean, Maya," Rosemary said quietly.

*The message* Dr. Emma Taylor's eyes widened as she stared at the cryptic message on her phone: "They're watching me. I have to escape." The words sent a chill down her spine. It was from her sister, Sarah, who had been missing for weeks. Emma's mind racing, she replayed the events leading up to Sarah's disappearance. They had been arguing about their estranged father, and Sarah had been acting strangely in the days before she vanished. Emma had dismissed it as paranoia, but now she wondered if something more sinister was at play.