Natsus Eyes Novels & Stories

I fucking hate it. Now that the Nati was closer I could see that his eyes weren’t just red, they had a small tinge of emerald, green, and it was captivating. Beautiful. He was beautiful, with high cheekbones and an oddly sharp jawline. Perfection. Were all Nati’s this gorgeous?

twisted way you can devise?" She shook her head, her loose hair swinging with the action. When she caught Ace's gaze again, something profoundly unbalanced flickered in her eyes. "Well, let me put your twisted mind at ease," she growled, her grin extending too far. "I appreciate it. I crave it. Because you'll have to work a lot harder than this meager shock value to break me." So speaking, she traced the shard along her unmarked forearm, piercing into the flesh and leaving a fresh blood path. Ace's associates recoiled in visceral fear, but the man himself remained motionless, nearly cut from rock. "You see?" Natalie laughed frantically and triumphantly, even though her eyesight began to swi

His eyes popped out, and his lips became pale as he saw the emblem carved on it. “No…” Natsuki whispered. “I don’t believe this….” He slowly walked towards the jar and picked it up. Nathan observed Natsuki as tears started to form in his eyes. Soft sobs from the Cadre covered the whole room. They are used to seeing some of their comrades die, but this is an exemption. Nathan tried to fight back the tears that were about to betray him but failed. He loved Ashriel so much.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

Natasha The second those armed wolves stepped into the chamber, everything that was already falling apart around us somehow became even worse because now it didn’t just feel like we were trapped in a collapsing facility anymore, it felt like we were standing inside a place where nobody was meant to leave alive. The woman at the front had glowing golden eyes just like the man with the silver blade, but hers looked colder, sharper, like she had already made up her mind about every single person in this room before she even saw us properly.

Nate met Sebastian’s frigid gaze and a shiver ran down his spine. Anya turned to look at Sebastian, who felt her stare and looked back at her but this time his eyes were filled with gentleness and sincerity. Those blue-green eyes were so beautiful that Anya couldn’t help but feel herself being drawn in those bottomless eyes. But Nate’s next words were like someone threw cold water on her “Young Master I was just…. we all have seen how you cared about Miss Sia and Mr. Tony is her grandfather and if something happened to him then Miss Sia will be sad too which you won’t like.”

“Sí tu puedes (Yes you can)” The fullness inside me pushed up, needing, wanting, demanding, that I gave in to it. “Natán,” I whispered. “Los ojos en mí (Eyes on me)” he snapped. I jerked my gaze up to his, and the force of those brown eyes pinned me in place. My chest hurt and a pressure built up at the backs of my eyes. His lips kicked up, a fierce smile lighting up his face. “God, you're so beautiful,” the words spilled out of me.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

I whispered. He chuckled and I closed my eyes as heat rushed to settle between my legs. “You have beautiful brown eyes. I thought your test was interesting.” “M- my test?,” I asked, not really needing an answer, but wanting to hear him keep talking. “Yes, Natasha. Your test. Your eyes are not blue like your mother’s, but brown like your father’s. Next time, make it harder.” “It’s not a test I want to make harder,” I purred.

He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror. Green against the grey. And just like that his eyes held hers and stared into her green eyes. He goes blank as he looked at the teen in his arm. Her teary eyes looked into his as if she had accepted her fate. His grey eyes widened slightly, clearly mesmerized by the beauty of her green orbs. His eyes make a quick assessment of her face. Tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and by its sides. Those small brown dots on her face looked clear as fresh tears kept constantly rolling down her face. Her cheeks flushed and red. She had a small pointy nose.