Naruto All The Eyes Novels & Stories

Her eyes suddenly flew open, glowing like red embers, phasing until they shimmered like the stars in the night sky. Ronin’s breath caught as big, beautiful silver-grey eyes stared up at him, breaking what was left of his tortured black heart.

It began to use its furs to touch the eye that got cut and screamed in pains which made it angry as it did its usual skill. When it screamed, Natsu closed his ears and as the beast came close to him to attack. Natsu threw the sword he was holding towards the beast which blinded the other eye. The beast hit Natsu towards the ground and still left its claws on him as it used its other hand to touch its eyes which caused it to scream in pains since the sword was still on it.

The redness in Jones Henry's eyes became more and more intense, and even tears of blood began to flow out of his eyes. "I'm afraid that all of you still do not know what it is that allowed us to discover Bone-refining Essence Silkworms. Now, let me show you just how terrifying it is to have broken that Eight-eyed's decades of seal!"

Yumiko gulped and looked down on her lap. "I know you are interested in the secret as to how Kazuha got her eyes. You see, the Hinagi clan had used to be born with red eyes that turn silver but years of bad bloodlines have gotten rid of that trait, and yet the silver eyes remain. She may had her silver eyes that day but the rest of us had regained our red eyes on certain circumstances." Konomi frowned. "Anger, despair, fear-" Then she looked at Kaori who was now displaying fear upon seeing her glowing scarlet eyes that looked like they want to tear her to shreds. "-and it started with you." The girl then turns to see Konomi staring at her with her chocolate eyes turning burgundy.

“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.

, I said and I could see both relief and hatred fill his eyes. "I'm sending two guys to your door Noah, no buts", Beck said and Noah had no choice but to nod and as he closed his door, we heard the lock click. "You can do that?", Beck asked and I nodded "so you can look into anybody's head and just see their deepest darkest pain and secrets". "And their guilty pleasures and what they had for breakfast even the day they were born, the tini tiny memories that we don't pay attention too but I just don't". I replied him.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

He looked battle thirsty, just like she had seen from him many times before. “I sure did,” Mane laughed eagerly and then pulled up his blindfold, exposing his blue eyes which transitioned to True Eyes from time to time without his permission. Mane wasn’t naïve enough to think that the Watchers, holders of information even hidden to the Universe Will, didn’t know about his eyes. To beings like that, the attraction True Eyes held was minimal. It was more like a trophy to them, than it was a useful tool. “It’s show time,” Mane smirked as he activated a Glow he hadn’t activated in a long time, and prepared a few Leases.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

Completely. “Always you.” She closed her eyes. The Nairobi night. The letter on the nightstand. The mountain twelve hours behind. All of it. All of it. Worth it.