Novel & Cerita Omni Man Bloodshot Eyes

I nervously replied to the man, he just smirked at me as if he didn't believe me. "Let me see your wolf's eyes," the man commanded causing me to swallow my saliva in immense nervousness. I slowly lift my head until our eyes met and I showed him Kodaline's eye color. "Your eyes are still blue, it's either you're a new rogue or you've never killed anyone before." The man said and looked at the other warriors as if they were talking using their pack's mind link.

I certainly didn’t, until I met the elusive and reclusive Damien Silverburn. Immediately upon meeting him, I noticed his eyes, the color of fire flickering against the night sky. Any time I had seen him online, his eyes had been brown. One of my jobs, I soon learned, would be to make sure there was a copious and constant supply of brown contact lenses to cover the red. Humans didn’t respond well to red eyes, but the composition of wolf person eyes dissolved the lenses quickly. It was important that there was always more than enough in stock.

she added quickly when I turned to look at her. "Yeah… it’s rare. But I’m an omega, and I don’t have a wolf." "Oh…" She nodded slowly in understanding. "So you have vision problems?" "Not exactly. I have migraines, and the doctor suggested I wear glasses. They help." "Oh." It was a lie. I wore the glasses to hide my eyes. My eye color was strange, at least, that was how people always described it. A strange blend of green, yellow, and red. Green was the dominant shade, dusted with flecks of yellow, but if you looked closely enough, you’d notice the faint traces of red too. As I grew older, my unusual eyes began drawing more and more attention. That was when my mother found a solution and gav

Like when he cried his eyes will be red and his body temperature would rise. When his happy his eyes will be the golden-brown of a wolf and when he was smelling blood, which was weird but Ambrosia noticed that when he comes back from feeding and smelling of blood Luka’s eyes would turn black. Collin walked into the room while Ambrosia was still kneeling. “Get out.” He told him coldly, Ambrosia stood up quietly and went out of the room but stood right outside like a bodyguard.

CHRISTIAN My Beta has become dust. “Ezra.” The room is dark. It reeks with the sickening smell of medicine and wilting herbs. A candle burns lowly in the corner of the nightstand, teetering just barely off the edge. In the center, a dying Omega lies still atop a bed of white. A silhouette looms close, a protective shield. Yet useless. His violet eyes turn slowly in my direction. They are ringed heavily with shadows, dark with insanity. A streak of blue runs through his right eye. The effects of the Blue Moon had still yet to fade away completely. And a day has already passed.

“You’re pretty quiet too. I feel like I should be concerned that there’s a stone-cold killer lurking somewhere in there.” I gave him an evil look. “Just stay on your best behavior. And maybe sleep with one eye open.” “Noted,” he replied, smiling, and kissed me, placing his hand gently on my belly. “I wonder whose alpha eyes he’ll get.” He stared into my eyes. “Alpha eyes?” I asked. “Alphas all have distinct eyes that they pass down through the generations. Like your blue ones and Jasmine’s amber ones.” “And your black ones,” I added.

,asked Sam Ronald sighed and said,"Thank God! I thought something had gone wrong!.....wait....were your eyes always black? I thought they were some other colour..." Sam hesitated and said,"No! My eye colour is not black! It's deep blue!" Ronald shrugged and said,"Well, it is black now chap! Not my fault, Oliver made that Anti-Acquiesce Serum. I just injected you with it. These must be the after effects I guess...." Sam didn't say anything, he was feeling weak. Sam didn't know what the serum had done to him but he trusted Oliver and he trusted Oliver not to screw things up.

“Only for reading. Don’t tell anyone – only my Beta and Gamma know.” “They suit you.” It was the truth: they were simple, with a browline frame in a rich brown that complemented his tanned skin. Then I realised something. “I’ve never known a werewolf that has to wear glasses.” He smirked. “I’ve never met a werewolf that can’t shift.” I rolled my eyes. “Touché.” His smirk became a grin. “I got punched. In the eye. It’s blurred my vision – if I were a human, I’d be blind on that side. That pupil is fixed open, too.”

"And are you aware that your Isis gene has been activated?" "My Isis gene?" Camille frowned and shook her head. "That must be a mistake. I don't have the gene." "I'm afraid it's no mistake. The likeliness is that you have been in contact with a Draygonian that has the correct pheromone signature to wake it up." The medic explained. "I will be honest, none of these would explain the bleeding. The stress and infection could be behind the headaches. It could even explain the bloody nose but the blood from the eyes is a bit of a mystery and linked to an underlying condition. The good thing is that it can also be a one off thing. Still, I suggest you have an Optical coherence tomography test done

My eyes widen when the man screams and Bacudal sits up with blood dripping from his grinning teeth, and a chunk of the man’s ear in between. “Did you think I would die easily?!” Bacudal screams into the sky, dark red blood dripping down his chin. His eyes are wide and glowing, and even from my dark corner I see his slitted pupils dilating and undialating as they move over their enemy. The man rears up then, grabbing him by the throat and flipping him over. The man quickly leaps up, holding his hand to the side of his head. The lower half of the man’s face was covered in a black mask, but I could see his bright red eyes as he glared at Bacudal grinning up at him from the floor.