Naruto Cold Eyes Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Nirvana chuckled. “Am I the only one who gets that sort of nickname?” He asked, and Nirvana got a feeling that he was smirking. “No, you aren’t,” Nirvana replied, and the light in her eyes dimmed. “There is an annoying guy who I call Ice Eyes in my head, I know his name but that is just what I call him.” Nirvana caught the way his hand tightened around the wheel. “You are close with him?” There was a slight edge in his voice, the danger in his voice becoming more noticeable. He increased his speed a bit, and a smirk appeared on her lips. The streetlight rushed behind them as they got to the lighter part of the road.

I ask in my usual tone but when I catch a glimpse of his eyes chills run down my spine and my blood goes cold. The icy hue of his eyes hold an undeniable allure, like frozen sapphires glistening under a pale moonlight. They seem to possess a magnetic power, drawing others into their depths with an irresistible force. In their cold, intense gaze, I can almost sense a hunger, an insatiable craving that sought to consume and possess me. “Oh my God Lucien!!” I cry out.

I looked him in the eyes, bringing up my hands to force his gaze to mine. He met it, and they were blazing with deadly intentions. If he got his hands on Nathan, he might kill him. However, the more I stared into his eyes, pleading silently with mine for him to listen, the flicker of gold in his them slowly faded until all that was left were Blade’s cold blue eyes. His jaws were still tightly clenched and after casting last scowl Nathan’s way, he backed off. In just a towel riding deliciously low on his waist, Blade retreated to a wall, resigning back against it and watching us through predatory eyes.

Cold. That’s what the rogue's eyes had left me feeling—cold and stripped bare. Ever since he'd opened them, I couldn’t shake the unnatural clarity in those blank, colorless irises. There was no shade, no light, only an endless gray like mist over a barren field. It was terrifying and…utterly enthralling. Each time his gaze shifted, I caught hints of some deeper struggle within him, flashes of purple that came and went, like tiny fissures on the surface of calm water. I told myself it was only his inner turmoil spilling through, but even now, his image haunted me, leaving me feeling raw and exposed.

Eyes not reflecting a request but an order. Nathan then stops his wailing and stared to Zitrey in the players area, who was now in frowning, eyes are looking up in the persons sitting in the VIP seats. Then, seeing Sora’s smiling face, the air that surrounds him suddenly change and become heavy like a pressure of a strong gravity. Nikka jolted feeling the creepy sensation, it was the same feeling she felt inside the tunnel. Although it was completely disappear when Nathan stands up and looked at her with his usual smiling face. “Ok, I will do it.”

“Please tell me it isn’t real. Tell me that’s not—” “You think that’s all?” He asked suddenly; his voice was calm and collected. His hand brushed against mine, giving it a faint squeeze, but his eyes were fixed coldly on Nyra. “Wait until you see the rest of her.” I turned toward the cage again, every muscle in my body coiled and trembling. Nyra—if she was still Nyra—lifted her head slowly, her eyes wild and glinting with something between fear and hatred. I couldn't help but gape helplessly at her; my eyes widened so much they hurt.

Faintly, Amora could see the contours of the murderer's face and a small smirk forming at the corner of his lips. His firm jawline and tightly closed masculine lips, followed by a finely carved aquiline nose, momentarily captivated Amora. However, she snapped out of it when her gaze shifted to the sharp, piercing eyes that were staring at her intensely. She could feel the cold aura emanating from his gaze. Amora could feel the cold aura emanating from his eyes. Her heart raced quickly as they locked gazes. The man's dark pupils were like an eagle prowling in the night sky. Strangely, Amora found herself deeply intrigued by him.

Because of his spy always scolds their transaction and blocks the entry of dollars into the black serpent that they can use that start and overthrow everyone involved. Bang! On the arm, she shot. The blood came out like a faucet. "Madam!" Naruto is the secret agent and reaper. He is the one who works well even without him. "What!?" She was angry that she didn't look back. "That guy is still tough." Naruto kept his face serious. "Yeah! I know. He wants more torturing him! Before speaking." Her voice was high. "Ha-ha..ha.." It was hard to laugh. Because of the blood lost in its body.

Suddenly, my back hit a cold, hard wall, and I shut my eyes and was on the verge of crying. I suddenly felt his cold fingers below my chin. I slowly opened my eyes, and he lifted my face to look up at him. I looked deep into those blue orbs and suddenly felt hypnotized. I couldn't move, I couldn't breathe, I couldn't think either. His eyes held me still, and I couldn't pull away. We kept staring at each other as though speaking telepathically; I stood there feeling stunned. My limbs had lost their senses, and I could only wonder why his eyes had to look this cold. Beautiful. So beautiful that I... I could just...