Novel & Cerita Natsus Eyes

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

The weight of their gazes bore down on me, amplifying the turmoil within. I could see the intensity in Nate's eyes as he looked at me. They were like two pools of molten amber, glowing with a mixture of determination and longing. The flickering light from the nearby torches danced in his irises, adding an ethereal glow to their depths. There was a depth to his gaze that seemed to hold a thousand untold stories, a silent promise of a connection yet to be fully explored.

Natalie flashed her eyes, making me gasp for the billionth time. Her eyes. No… they were crimson. “Missed me, Pyra?” Natalie spoke, her voice a growl. “'Cause I sure as hell do miss you.” I took a step back, my spine pressing against the elevator as I tried to process the sight before me. Natalie—my once greatest enemy—now stood before me, her eyes glowing a chilling crimson, even deeper than ever.

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.

Nate’s stance is almost human, he is muscular, and his eyes hold an intelligence to them. I watch as the scene before me unfolds. Nate rears up on his hind legs and howls at the sky. The howl says that Darius has made a huge mistake in refusing to submit. Nate stalks Darius’s wolf, his claws and fangs elongate into deadly weapons. But what holds my attention and draws me to him, is Nate’s eyes. I saw them like this before, but only now they’re different. I find myself walking across the fighting circle mesmerised by one coal black eye that seems to swirl like a vortex and one Amber eye, the Amber eye has golden orbs swirling with emotion and another look at the black eye shows Nate’s promisi

Zoe I blink my eyes as the door closes behind me. All I see is complete darkness. However, my sense of smell is perfectly fine. A cough escapes my lips when the scent of ash and smoke permeate my senses. My eyes burn and itch painfully, and my throat is dry. “Hello,” I whisper softly. Who knows what's hiding in the darkness. “Bree... Lana...” I call out again. But there's no response. All I hear is the echo of my own voice. Taking a few steps, I extend my hand in front of me and start walking. It's a bit unnerving because it's so dark. Then I remember something Azazel said about supernatural eyes. He said that Supernaturals could see better than humans. So I close my eye tightly, willing the

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.”

I finished up, and Natalie rolled her eyes playfully. Her eyes shone and it turned me on. There was this hot feeling I got whenever my eyes rested on Natalie's bosom. I began to enjoy it, and I didn't stop glancing at her bosom this time. She noticed my eyes on her bosom, and turned sharply towards my face. “You know what? Dammit!" I heard her say. “I'm going in with you to that damn bathroom!" She said jokingly. “Thanks Nat, you are just so..."

Earth was about to lose the only people who had barely stood a chance against saving it. Jenna strained to keep her eyes open, ignoring the pain and looking up into the night sky that would gradually light up in flashes of lightning. Her mind drifted off to happier thoughts. She felt sleepy. Maybe she was already asleep, no longer able to keep her eyes open. She then saw her daughter. Natasha was beaming down at her, her blue eyes and golden hair a splitting image of herself but with the bravery of her father. She saw her eyes fill up with a green electrified glow. The glowing quickly spread all over her body and Kratos could be heard laughing manically, advancing towards her and the others.