Mysterious Eyes Novels & Stories

It was richer, thicker, filled with scents she couldn’t name but somehow understood. Power. Old blood. Magic. She looked closer at the faces in the crowd. Some of them had eyes that gleamed a little too brightly, almost like glass under sunlight, except they weren’t wearing contact lenses. She had always assumed those strange eye colours people wore were fake. Yellow. Silver. Crimson. But now she knew. They were real. She stared a little longer at one man with jet-black hair and glowing amber eyes, and suddenly, she felt him glance back, like he sensed her looking. His stare met hers, and Cassandra’s breath caught.

About a week after we discovered the artifact and the indestructible cloak, we were still buried in notes, chasing answers when Eira suddenly called us over. “I think I found something,” she said. Her voice was steady, but the spark in her eyes gave her away. She turned the book toward us. “I came across this while looking into the cloak and the artifact.” On the page was a sketch—just a pair of eyes, drawn with unsettling detail. “They’re called the Astral Eyes,” she said. And we froze. “It turns out… Medina had already found a way to control the eyes.” For a moment, no one spoke.

As though on cue, three pairs of eyes glow. I pause in my search, rooted to the spot in that moment, my stomach clenching so tight it feels like I’ll faint. The glow was unnatural. Ethereal. Terrifying. Even Ally shrinks in my head, whimpering. Red. Amber. Black-gray — these are the colors of their eyes in the dark. Faintly, I smell them, stepping closer. No hand has touched me yet, I feel their breaths heavy, surrounding me. “She smells so nice,” one states,

She blinked her eyes for the umpteenth time and used her hands to squeeze them a little bit before they were stable enough to see everything. “Hey, what are we doing here?” she asked while eyeing the whole scenery. An undeniable spark could be seen in her brown eyes and it looked like she was already excited about what we were about to do. Just by looking at her, sunshine flooded throughout my soul too that I couldn’t think of a time I had ever been happier.

And who knew if the killing had ended? “Is it those eyes of yours?” Razer asked as he stared into those globes that shone brightly within the Supreme’s eye sockets. What Razer was making reference to were the True Eyes. It was because of these eyes that saw through everything that Mane was able to not only see, but peer into the secrets of Razer’s origins. It wasn’t enough that Mane was a Scholar King. Even Scholar Empresses and Emperors would fail to see through someone’s life with just a glance. If Scholars were so omniscient, there wouldn’t be any Great Mysteries left to solve. So clearly, Mane’s eerie perceptiveness came from his eyes.

As his mind buzzed, Alex felt immense pain in his eyes again, and tears could not stop streaming down his face. He heard the old pig’s voice. “Hey, Little Minion. Alex Rockefeller, you aren’t dead yet, right?” Alex gradually came to his senses with tearful eyes. His eyes only became slightly comfortable after a while, but there was silver light gleaming in his eyes. The Mystic Maiden frowned as she asked, “Could it be that the silver light in these eyes is a kind of contagious eye disease?”

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

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 nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

"See? If I put it in my pocket. It should have been there. But it wasn't. So, check it for me. And that's an order as the captain of this mission." Justine suddenly applied his mind-reading thing to me. So, I simply let him study my eyes as long as he will shut off his mouth because his questions were so annoying. "Your eyes, brother Josh." He suddenly muttered. I immediately rolled my eyes, and blinked a few times, thinking I might have something in it after the restless night. "Why? What's wrong with my eyes?" I curiously asked after getting none. "Don't know. But I guess there is something new in your eyes. They're glowing bright similar to the sun." Justine left those words before he hea