Opal Eyes Novels & Stories

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

She violently covered her own eyes and fell off her chair, rolling on the ground and roaring in agony. "My eyes! My eyes hurt so much! Ah! I can't see! I can't see anything!" The smiles on Chad's and Maisie’s faces froze instantly, scared out of their wits by this sudden scene. "Olivia, what’s wrong?!" Chad hurriedly crouched down to help her. However, when Olivia’s hands moved away from her face, everyone present gasped in horror. Her eyes had already turned into two bloody, empty holes! Bright red blood mixed with clear tissue fluid continuously poured out of her eye sockets, staining her luxurious gown and exquisite makeup.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

“I should have warned you. If you’re susceptible, they can mesmerize you with their eyes and then get you to do their bidding. Not all of us are affected, but it looks like he thought that he could succeed with you.” Olga’s body trembled from the experience. “I had no idea. I was just fascinated to discover that he had no whites in his eyes. They were completely consumed by the iris.” Then, after a moment’s contemplation, she added, “We’ll need help administering the virus to that thing.” “I’ve already sent for some orderlies. I expect them to be here shortly,” Dr. Mac explained. “In the meantime, try not to look him in the eye.”

Ryu went out of his room and is struggling to open his eyes to the brightness coming from the windows. Ryu likes to sleep in the dark since he usually starts sleeping after sunrise. He went to the monitor and asked who it was. "Good morning. Sorry to bother you this early. I'm Yuka, you're new roommate. I tried calling Nato since he was supposed to take me here, but he wouldn't answer so I just went straight to the address that he gave me." How irresponsible can Nato be at this point? It was his idea to drink all throughout the night not thinking that he made an arrangement with Yuka the next day. Ryu tried to get a look at Yuka from the monitor but could barely see a glimpse of her from whe

During that time Rain held my head up with one hand while the other was on my shoulder. "What happened?" He asked worriedly when I calmed down. "Nothing" I pushed him away and stepped down and went to check on Eliane, thankfully she was still sleeping. "That didn't look like nothing" I bit my tongue to stop a nasty reply, he sounded genuinely worried. "It is nothing, it's called Ocular Migraine, I occasionally have static or flickering blind spots in my vision, It's related to my migraine." "If it happens occasionally, why were you panicking?"

The Alphas of Glaham were all handling a dozen soldiers at a time. But the other knights weren’t as good against a machine gun. “You are doing it again,” the soldier said, the voice coming from behind her. “You are looking away–” Before he could finish, Ophelia spun around a grabbed his neck making sure to squeeze his windpipe shut. “Y-You–” “I don’t look away from my opponent,” she said, her eyes piercing at the violet irises before her. The color was so familiar to her. It was ironic how this human had the same eye color as her clan. “Did you kill my family while looking at them with those eyes?”

You don't even know me yet sorry my mistake, discovering that you're a mythical creature can do that. The name is Oliver Williams, I'm seventeen years old, I'm five foot five, i have a rare case where my eye color don't match it's called Heterochromia eyes. One eye is pure green while the other is more bluesh with a hint of green, from far away it doesn't really show. I also look like I'm twelve from far away, with my shoulder long brown hair. My features aren't the sharpest and for the life of me i can't get a beard to grow.

“Sometimes. He wears them sometimes.” “Why?” she asked, still frowning. “He has such beautiful eyes.” I nodded. “He really does. But… he doesn’t do well… in the sun. His eyes are sensitive. Today was kind of hot, so… yeah.” “Oh. I didn’t know that” Olivia murmured, and for a second, she looked thoughtful. Then she shook it off and leaned forward again, like she was trying to get back to the point. I nodded as if I was listening, but my thoughts were already off in another direction.