Natsus Eyes Novels & Stories

Our sweet child was clinging to his daddy, which allowed me to look at his back easily. He did a have a mark but it wasn’t like anything I had seen. Two fierce looking eyes stared back at me. It was like only the eyes developed but nothing else. No nose, ears or anything. Black fur decorated the eyes that drilled wholes into whoever was looking at them. My fingers gently touched them and my wolf purred. There was something familiar with these eyes but still something comforting. Waylon handed me our child. His eyes were barely open as he snuggled into my arms. Going off what felt right, I moved him so he could latch. Hungerly, he started chugging down my sweet milk.

Natalie said, giggling slightly. “Do you know him? Percy I mean.” I asked. “No, I’ve never seen him before,” she replied. “Why are you interested?” she asked while nudging me in the ribs with her elbow. “God, no!” I said emphatically. “I wouldn’t want to anger the beast again.” Natalie laughed. “He was rather scary wasn’t he. Did you see his eyes?” “I know,” I replied, “I’m sure if you looked directly into them, you’d turn to stone.”

Natalie replied, her voice filled with excitement and caution. "Really?" Nadine's eyebrows shot up in surprise, her curiosity getting aroused. "Yes, really." Natalie nodded, confirming the truth of her statement. "His eyes, your highness, are always a fiery red. And he carries a sword, a weapon that is always stained with the crimson hue of blood." Natalie's voice trembled slightly, as if she had witnessed something truly terrifying. "He is ruthless, your highness. He shows no mercy to anyone who dares to oppose him, regardless of their age or gender. He spares no one." Natalie emphasized, her words filled with a sense of fear and anxiety.

As he turned to face the speaker, his bloodshot eyes locked onto Eden's calm, collected features. Eden's piercing blue eyes, flecked with golden undertones, seemed to bore into Nathan's very soul, urging him to regain control. "Calm yourself," he whispered, his voice low and soothing. Nathan's gaze lingered on his brother's face, and gradually, his body began to respond. His bloodshot eyes slowly cleared, and his fangs retracted, returning to their normal canine shape. Meanwhile, the girl remained oblivious to the drama that had just unfolded. Her eyes were still closed, lost in the fantasy of Nathan's touch and kisses. It wasn't until she noticed Nathan's sudden absence that she opened her

It was Natasha fucking Jace. I took a quick glance at Natasha, to see her giving me what was more than just a death stare. The strange eye bags she had under her eyes made it look even worse. Hadn't she been sleeping? Although she'd concealed the dark circles with makeup, I noticed every single thing about Natasha. And that included every anomaly. The partnership magic which Mr Yao had given me and Natasha was quite simple. It involved making ice and fire to exist simultaneously without blending into each other or canceling each other out.

Richie said in a worried tone " Yes, that's true" the other guys said in uniform " Am fine now, you don't have to worry" Jasper said in a calm manner " But, your eyes is always yellowish but why is it now bluewish?" Nelly said holding Jasper " What does that matter, It only made him more handsome" Natasha said unconcerned about jas eye color "Really! Now blue in color?" Jasper said " Yeah!" Prem reply " I need to go guys, bye Natasha!" Jasper said and started walking away in a hurry

Us supernaturals are closely alike with wild animals. Well, we are human wild animals. My shaking hear reluctantly agrees. Our supernatural eyes are closely alike with wild animals. We see clearly within the dare. That's an unappreciated importance of our supernatural eyes. Its barely needed or required so hardly appreciated. My eyes finally locate my bed side lamp. I power on it. My glowing eyes stop. The lamp brightly illuminates the room. I smile. My eyes instantly stare at the felt figure. They broaden. It's clearly my mate caroline.

“Cause I see the truth somewhere in your eyes....” Natalie was driving to college complete, her eyes held the same calmness and her face was expressionless just like usual. She parked her car and right next to hers was the familiar black Ferrari. She almost groaned but held it in.

Natasha was firm but her weak voice was still noticeable as she fluttered her eyes open again. Deep sunny eyes were no longer visible aside from dark hazel meeting the silver-grey ones. Having their eyes meet for the third time, Morbius was being headbut. Technically, Morbius was about to get punched again but when he held both of her hands, Natasha headbutted him. "AW!" Morbius covered his face once again since he was hit again by his beloved mate. "MASTER!!!" his three servants shouted and were about to help their master when Morbius spoke.

“Of course he did. He's Nathaniel after all. ” I lifted my gaze just a fraction, enough to see him turn. The light caught his face.and there it was. That difference. One eye, red which wasn't natural nor human. The other, blue. Cold, sharp and watching everything. “Centuries,” he murmured. “And he still hasn’t changed.” There was something in his tone when he said Nathaniel’s name. Not just irritation. Something deeper. Something that had been there for a long time. I lowered my gaze again.