Orbs Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

My eyes first landed on Iris. “Orchard.” Her lips moved to say. She wasn’t hurt, at least not physically, but there was a slight pinkness on the edge of her jaw. Her neck was fine, her exposed arms were fine, her legs… her feet were not. They were mostly pink and angry, to say the least.

Fortunately, he's fractured enough so he couldn't budge that's why I didn't strive harder to do my deed. His stillness was consuming. I can still reminisce those gazes that almost zip me down. I had a glimpse of reluctance and concern in those orbs. Nevertheless, he let me do my thing. When I swerved at last to face those Aardwolves, I can feel the white in my eyes veered pitch black, as my iris glowered teal. Symbols, lines, and dots molded in my skin. Indignant eyes were just the start, then came the strut, and the clipped words that skidded off from my jaws. Deadness and stillness were diverse across the brine with profound orbs.

Ten large orbs floated in the middle of the room, lining each other like a planetary alignment with a large glass staircase spiralling around them up to the roof. Each orb held different colours and Hazel pointed at the second orb, a brownish gold orb with hues of white and silver. At the same time she was pointing at it, the orb pulsated with energy. The energy was like a gentle sonic wave and it hit only me. The orb suddenly turned into a world map and my eyes zoomed into the planet. The world spun for a bit and my vision took me to Asia. My eyes continued to zoom in, pinpointing a location and then I was thrown out into another vision.

His eyes bore into mine with a ferocity that made the air in the room crackle. “He understands, Elder.” I glanced down, the sound of Orlando’s voice snapping me back to the moment. He stood nearby, his blue hair catching the light like a beacon, but it was his piercing green eyes that held me captive, urging me to comply, to breathe, to calm the storm raging within me.

He just got electrocuted by a very weird yet beautiful orb. I am about to refute him but a sudden occurrence has taken my breath away. Another orb in orange starts to emerge from another grave. Then, another one which is yellow. Then another which is green. Then another until there are now hundreds of multi-colored orbs floating in front of us like glowing flowers in a garden at night, if it is possible, of course. I still can’t believe what I am seeing. I almost freak out when those orbs start to move and form one straight line. What’s going on?

Orlan's eyes were damn red, and I started questioning myself. From all the questions I throw at myself, I figure out that I didn't do anything wrong, so why is he staring at me with those eyes. Throughout yesterday his eyes were green and I had assumed that's how his eyes truly are, but staring at him right now... I can't help to think otherwise. How can a person with a greenish hazel eye suddenly possess an eye that is as red as fire?

If I could just reach out and help him…. My first swipe missed, but my second made contact with his back leg. I clutched to it while his blood consumed my hand. Orlando thrashed about, narrowly missing me. His blood blanketed me as he dodged around me, my hand losing its grip on him. When he was facing me, his white eyes grew concerned. “Omen?” he breathed, nudging my face with his nose. The knives plunged into Orlando’s eyes before I could warn him. The blades sliced through his white irises, turning them a deep shade of red. Blood poured from them, like waves of tears, before they were torn from him.

He flipped through some more pages before he got to the one he wanted. “The man said the Eyes, and you were called the Vessel. The Eyes of Orboro is a collective group of fuckers who search out Vessels from your lineage. They seek to possess those powers so that they can wield them. This amulet conceals your identity. As long as you wear it, they won’t be able to sense your untapped power nor will they be able to home in on your location,” he said. I was stuck in a horrible limbo with all of that information. I felt numb but hyperaware at the same time. I was panicking yet calm.

She darted her eyes on the image and watched the whole scene with unblinking eyes. Two crimson orbs peeking out in the darkness. The aura it emits was so strong and dangerous. She carefully stared at the two orbs and realized it was guarding something. There was a small crystal below and behind it was a purplish red orb that emits a faint light. When she was about to approach, the crimson orbs immediately released it’s powerful aura as it immediately ruined her spell.

Looking at my mate he smiles and shakes his head . “They are both fine i promise . We even have a picture. Would you like to see?” Nodding my head as tears run down my face . Orion leans over and picks up a small bit of paper and hands it to me . At first it looks like a black and white blurry photo , Orion smiles and points to two little blobs with a white dot in both . Looking up at him he smiles “That is their hearts . They have been monitored everyday Frowning, I looked at him.