Novel & Cerita Night Fury Eyes

She ascended. Gravity released its hold on her. She floated inches off the floor. Her toes pointed down. Her arms drifted at her sides. The white hair that framed her face stood on end. It waved in a wind that didn't exist in the room. But it was her eyes that stopped my breath in my throat. I had seen Feral eyes—the mindless red of the beast. I had seen Highblood eyes—the arrogant gold of the elite. I had seen the silver of the Moon Well.

“I’ve seen her naked many times and jerked myself off to the images embedded in my mind. She has a mole just under her left breast and-” “Hold his fucking head still!” Using all my strength, I press Flynns' head into the ground as Nathanial plucks his eyes out with the tip of my knife. Flynn roars in agony, thrashing about. Holden saunters across the warehouse, turns his Bluetooth speaker on and blasts Burn It To The Ground by Nickelback. His all-time favourite anthem to blast when we are killing someone. As Nathanial pops out Flynns’ right eye, I watch it roll across the floor, leaving a bloody trail behind it.

I shout, trying to grab her but she's too fast. Suddenly, she stops only inches away from Lucifer's face, capturing him immobile with her stare. Impossibly, a laser blue light emits from her eyes straight into his. Lucifer's face contorts in agony, his skull showing through the skin, body violently convulsing. I watch in horror, frantically reaching behind for something, anything to steady myself.

It was a sight she could never erase from her memory, a haunting image that would forever haunt her dreams. As Nyx continued his torment, skimming his blade up Jade's belly, stopping at her quivering belly button, Athena felt a surge of anger and determination. Her brown eyes locked with Nyx's dark gaze, a clash of opposing forces. They were woody and honey, representing the light within her, pushing against the darkness that consumed him.

How could he be so wary of a power that belonged to him? “True Eyes” As Mane’s eyes opened, the world around him ceased to exist. All there was the fiery mass so close to him that his clothes were melting. With his eyes he could see the core of the fiery mass. It was deep within the flames, yet not beyond reach. He looked around, his eyes which were a mix of blue, red and yellow – the colors of his sclera, iris and pupil respectively – taking in everything around him.

The rush of wind, crashing waves and blinding light caught the attention of every living pair of eyes. Many witches, vampires and Werewolves all had their eyes wide open but the necromancer had a sickening smile on her face as she watched my glowing body flying into the air, rising with the height of a surging sea water. Light stopped shooting from my eyes and it left me with white glowing orbs that covered over the hazel irises.

I sadly add. "I sorta can," Nate shocks me by saying. I look at him with large eyes until he elaborates. I was pleased to see he face was clear tonight, no glasses of any kind guarding his eyes, which he blushed madly about when it was the first thing I said to him when he got into my car. "I can see better in the dark. Bright lights are what irritate my eyes. But when it's dark, I can see outlines of things. Like if you put up your fingers," he reaches down and grabs my hand in his and my breathing instantly hitches in my chest, "I can tell you're holding up three of them."

he taunted as he began to unzip his pants. The realization that this was about what was about to happen sank into my bones and I shivered in horror. I shut my eyes and took a deep breath. I might not be able to stop this but I was sure not going to give up. I looked deep in his eyes and screamed bloody murder. As I screamed I felt a warmth roll over me and a bright light shot everywhere. Nick froze and then blood began to pour from his ears and nose.

Light flickers in my right eye, along with a searing pain to my right abdomen, while my left eye stretches with darkness, the left half of my body completely numb, and void. Every fibre screams in my body as I lift my hand, rubbing it on my left side. The sting burst, leaking out the memories like an angry dam. The bike. The hospital. Lucian, Aria… he. The pain cracked again… Natasha. Aunty shot me. She looked beautiful, except she hated me. The plethora of eyes peered into me, their disdain evident… Then, hazel green eyes: Wide with pain, sharp with terror. Kaiii… “Kai!”

He stopped and looked at her "Yes doll, why?" "Kiss me now" she said. "Slowly not roughly" she said. As soon as his mouth was near her cheek, she immediately sprayed the pepper in his eyes. His grip on her shoulders loosened and he began to rub his eyes, screaming. Juana craftily fetched the keys from his pockets and ran out into the cold