Naruto Cold Eyes Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Eight Days (A.k.A 192 Hours) is a Romance Business Novel, it entails the happening in the life of Bisola by the hand of Fate, it tells how an orphan Girl with nothing but just her Bachelor Degree Certificate in Marketing found a Job, caught the eyes of her Cold CEO, also cause the Cold CEO to finally admit his love for her, all within the period of Eight days. hguuh NOTE:- The Novel Plot happened within Eight Days

Dark, frigid eyes look back into hers. She flinched and moved her eyes over the floor to avoid his stare. How could someone be so gorgeous while still having eyes that were too chilly to look into? Who the hell is this guy? Gosh! Is he a human? How come his eyes are so dark and cold? Mia couldn't stop thinking about these. Bryan Chapman, the Mafia leader and also a dancer, popularly called 'Lord' and immensely feared by his subordinates, took Mia as a slave in compensation for her father's debt. Mia had no choice except to dance to his tone to escape further agony. Find out how Mia Donald and Bryan Chapman's love tale turned out.

His cold brown eyes were enough to send a shiver down anyone’s spine. They were numb, cold, and intimidating to everyone – but her -- a 22-year-old woman, Evie Davies. She was fearless in the most ways possible and faced everything with determination and wit. But will she be able to win the game when the rules are made by Damien himself? Fate tied them for eternity when he had to marry her. He had never laid eyes on any other girls because he never thought they were worthy. But can Evie change his perspective? What happens when Lucifer, the mafia boss of one of the most dangerous mafias takes a liking to her? Can Damien, who never cared about anything other than him, fight for her? Against all the odds and misunderstandings, can they develop a love for each other? Can Evie turn this heartless monster into a human who believes in love? Peek in some time to get a glimpse!

He is the most cold and domineering man in the entire empire, never getting close to women, but an accident bound him to her in marriage. During the day, he's cold and irritable, but at night, he holds her tightly, backing her into a corner with a mix of dominance and tenderness, whispering soft demands and kissing her lips as if he wants to engrave her into his very soul. “Baby, tell me you love me.” “For the rest of your life, be only mine, alright?” Once a man who looked down on everything, now his heart and eyes are filled with only her.

“Who is he?” The cold voice asked as his broad shoulder backed the nervous fragile little being while facing the down-to-ceiling window of the luxury penthouse. Hazel doesn’t know how to explain that the man who hugged her and dragged her to a corner while leaving the restaurant was her ex. “ I said who is he?” The tall figure turned towards Hazel who swallowed hard as the cold eyes stared at her blue ones making her breathe cold air while finding it difficult to swallow her saliva and also breathe. Alex stares at his little contract wife as he brings out his phone from his pocket. “Bring him in,” he said hanging up for Hazel to frown….

“Its over between us Serah. I have found a better woman than you. You are dead to me. Just get out of my house. I never want to see you again.” Brian, the man whom I love the most in this world says to me. I leave his house in a freezing cold weather. I walk on the cold streets until my body could not take it anymore. The next time I open my eyes I find myself in the hospital and the doctors reveal to me the most shocking news.

It was him. The man I had just been accused of murdering in cold blood. The man whom I've been forced to consume poison because of. Or, had I seen a ghost? Why was my supposedly dead husband standing in the midst of those people, smirking in accomplishment. As the venom of the poison spread through my body and like I was going to rip apart because of the pain, I gave in to the paralysis that rushed me and then closed my eyes shut, tears finding their way out of my closed eyes regardless. “P…please, G… God,” I mumbled with the final breath in me. ~~~ And, suddenly, my eyes were opened, and I was standing in front of him. And he was smiling widely at me, asking what I thought of the wedding dress. But, this was weird because this was from three years ago. Then, my eyes dropped on the calendar. Was I hallucinating? I… I have been reborn?!

He came for blood. He stayed for the enigmatic boy on stage. Lucian Moreau is the cold, calculated heir to Europe’s deadliest crime empire. Sent to Barcelona to smoke out traitors, he never expected him—Jace, the hypnotic stripper with bruised eyes, a knife-sharp mouth, and a body made to tempt devils.

(21 years ago) It was the darkest of all nights and the hunt had begun. The glorious light of the moon was shining bright, spreading its silver glow throughout the forest and not a single animal moved, for they all knew what was about to happen. The ground shook as the park tore through the forest and emerging first through the shadow was the Alpha. His amber eyes glowed and his snout twitched as he breathed in the damp fresh air. He growled a loud howl and in response a hundred other roars were heard. Then beside him another wolf appeared, blue eyes and the whitest fur – his mate and the Luna of the pack. Both wolves shared a glance and as their eyes met they shared a conversation. In the midst of the hunt Alexia finds a human baby kept in a carton barely covered and left to be killed by the cold or wild animals. WHAT WILL SHE DO WITH THE BABY?

Aria Laurent was supposed to be the ghost in the Devereaux estate—a convenient substitute for a sister who fled, a nameless bride in a house built on secrets. But in the cold, suffocating grip of Luca Devereaux’s world, being invisible is no longer an option. Bound by a forced marriage and watched by eyes that never blink, Aria must navigate power and silent threats. In this house, walls have ears, and the man she calls husband is a shadow she can’t escape. As the line between protection and possession blurs, Aria discovers that the darkest secrets aren’t hidden in the cellar, they’re reflected in the eyes of the man who owns her.