Night Fury Eyes Novels & Stories

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

“Do you remember the night Nicole got hurt? The night of her Luna ceremony. When I told you I had no idea or any intentions of hurting her?” He nods his head, once. “Well… I did not tell you everything that happened. I had a vision, in that vision, I saw a woman. She had crimson eyes and pitch black hair. And I swear… I swear she looked right at me. Like she knew I was watching her.” My throat tightens. “And now the Lycans… one of their trademarks is bright red eyes. That cannot be a coincidence.” I barely finish before I see the change in him.

She ogled at me angrily as tears threatened to dropped down her soft cheek. "Lov–" She hanged up her hand towards me and rushed back to her room. ~~~~ How are you viewing "nightmares" How is this going to end? 😶😶😶😶 ©Lharry's pen

Avyanna befriended the person who could see the death of others with her eyes, so what was the possibility of me not knowing when and how she was going to die? "But child, they treat you like a murdered. When you aren't! It's not your fault that you have those eyes of death. You did not ask for it, and you suffer consequences for having this cursed gift," I'm not surprise that he knows about it, once he took care of my body personally. "Why haven't you told anyone about your healthy problems, Thya?" His face showed how worried he was and that made me feel guilty.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

The shadows swirled violently, and then—the floor split. From beneath the ancient altar, a massive eye slowly opened. It was lidless, the iris a burning ring of crimson and decay. All light vanished from the room as the eye turned upward, staring at them all. The air became suffocating. The Eye saw too much. Felt too deep. One follower collapsed, convulsing. Another screamed and clawed at their face. But Nihareth stood firm, arms wide. "You see now what the gods feared," he whispered reverently. "You see what they tried to bury."

Her suppressed raged cut through the thickness of the mist, faintly showing his nerves popping out on her neck. “Look here,” a faint growl escaped from my mouth, eyes glowing in navy blue as it pierced through her soul, “I’m not playing games anymore, Nicky. You need to get out of here.” My voice came out tight and firm. Shock stunned her face, gaze bouncing back and forth on my left and right eyes. Yeah, it's probably her first time seeing my navy blue eyes violently glowing like this. I didn't usually have these eyes until Azure's half ability was awake.

Realized that the glow of flames were beginning to surround him. No. Not now. When he finally opened them, his blue eyes were fierce. “Dammit, Nim!”

l Anger started to trigger in his brain so he went out because that silence did not calm him down. He spun around while holding his head and was pulled out by it, then his intention changed to a furry appearance as his nails on his hands and feet began to grow, his body shape changed from its normal state and then the tail that was about to touch the ground with its length, his eyes flashed before he looked up.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust, revealing Kirill, his expression a visceral display of fury aimed at obliterating everything in his path. His eyes, usually distant, now burned with an intensity aimed at obliterating everything in his path. It was as if a dormant volcano had erupted, unleashing a torrent of molten rage. The lines of his face tightened, muscles coiling beneath his skin, and a primal energy radiated from him – a force to be reckoned with.