Natsus Eyes Novels & Stories

Natalie There is angry, there is very angry, there is devil angry, and then there is Theodore angry. Because if Natalie had special vision, she could see steam exiting his ears and the top of his head bursting. “This is enough. I warned you, baby girl. Fight me, but spare the help. Looks like you need a lesson.” He was grinding his jaw and Natalie saw the vein in his forehead popping. “Oops.” Both the angel and devil side spoke and ran away. Her joke was ushed too far, it seemed.

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

I said fast,holding my breath “…I will recognize you no matter how sophisticated or masked you look. I’m glad that beast is at least not violating your body ….” Said Nathan as his eyes which had visible balck eyes bags roamed my body. Nathan seems sad,he also suddenly looks much older and since when did he start growing beards?! “What about mother ….” I shook my head, not even trying to stop the tears that were streaming down my face without giving a damn about spoiling the makeup Madame Anna’s team did on my face.

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.

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.

He did not know when it started, but he would feel uneasy when he looked into her eyes. “I’m just…” She did not want to listen to him anymore. She also did not want to be mocked by him again. Natalie turned her head away from his grip. “I told you. Are you satisfied now? If you are, can you please be so kind as to let go of me? I’m tired. I want to rest.” “...” It was the first time he looked properly into Natalie’s eyes. Her eyes were big, and the blacks and whites of her eyes were distinguished. They were so beautiful they looked like naturally formed black crystals. However, there was sadness in the depths of those ink-black eyes.

Both he and Seb stared, their shock absolute. Nate lifted a trembling hand to his face. His fingers—no, his claws—met not skin, but a raised, rigid pattern. In the reflection of the car window, he saw the nightmare. Thick, tar-black streaks, like corrupted veins or the branches of a dead tree, ran from his hairline down over his temple and cheek, completely covering the left side of his face. His left eye was no longer his own. The sclera was stained a solid, glossy black, and in the center, where his pupil should be, glowed a single, hellish point of burning red.

Nat screamed from the top of her lungs as she jumped up towards the vampire bloke. She hugged his limp, lifeless body and bawled her eyes out while crying and wailing inconsolably. The most bizarre thing was that an army of bloodthirsty demons still stood around, hooting and yelling, but had not made a move forward to attack us. As if they were waiting for command. Meanwhile, I stood there dumbfounded, watching Nat’s usually neat platinum blonde hair now looking like the messy nest for craws while black tears, which were mixing with her mascara, were rolling down her cheeks, making smudges around her eyes and making her look like a panda. She was trembling and gasping for air as she held the