Prince Eyes Novels & Stories

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.

I had never seen somebody’s eyes change color, not so easily, not even the alpha or anybody else. Silver eyes were a rarity, it made him have a harsh gaze even if he was not staring and his overall grumpy look made him look intimidating even if he did not try to. Furthermore, his eyes seemed to suddenly sport golden flecks that looked like molten lava at odd times. I had not seen it enough times for even I had not held his gaze for long. I doubted if anybody else had noticed it too. This was yet another puzzling piece of him amidst the other things about him that confused me. The prince had his secrets.

I curtsied lowly before the prince, his footsteps were slow and steady, and they stopped in front of me. “Mia.” He spoke in a gentle tone, and I kept my gaze on the floor. “You may stand up.” The prince said so I raised back up to my feet. “And you may now look me in the eyes.” He added and I blushed, I looked up and into a pair of icy blue eyes. His eyes were not white they were exceptionally blue and yet they made me think of snow. The prince gestured for us to sit down so I gathered my skirts before I sat back down on my chair. I looked over at Zion and he gave me a nod of approval.

It was only Luoie who had bad eyesight that didn’t see it. “This… Raine…” Yris muttered as his face turned pale. “I don’t know how this happened…” he told Raine and bit his lip, feeling ashamed. It was because Vermeil's red eyes are glowing right now. But they didn’t notice it because not only were Vermeil’s eyes vibrant, but Vermeil's power of fire was also bright. Not to mention that Vermeil is fighting against Raeyan and they were caught up in the fight’s tension. So, no one noticed that there was something wrong with Vermeil’s eyes.

His hands went to the button on the collar and that was the last straw for the Prince. Zedekiel watched as the Prince jolted and opened his eyes. His lashes were long and well spaced. Like a wide beautiful fan fluttering over his cheekbones. His lids parted to reveal those crystal clear green eyes that showed whatever he was feeling and the first emotion that Zedekiel saw was panic. Prince Ron quickly sat up then scurried back against the board of the bed like a frightened cat. He held his neck, looking wary of the King.

"The moment the prince stops walking right in front of you, don't ever look him in the eye. If that happens, look at his forehead, not his eyes." "Why?" she confusedly asked. "The prince has a habit of doing that, especially if there is a problem with his soldiers, so as much as possible, avoid his eyes because he might know that you are Adira." "Maybe not if the eyes are the only basis." General Agustin smiled a little. "The prince has a talent for that kind of thing. He instantly remembers a person's appearance." "He only sees my eyes, so he won't recognize me."

When he opened the driver's door, I saw that another had positioned himself in the back. "What is happening? Why so many security?” I asked as he got in and turned the key in the ignition. “A princess never walks without her security . Fasten your belt, Your Majesty!” He said winking at me and then putting on his sunglasses. Fuck, what a fucking hot man this is. I watched his strong arms and his hands on the steering wheel. They were huge. He wore a blue blouse with the sleeves rolled up to the elbow, and black jeans, tight enough to show off his thick thighs. That man was a doom and I was literally sweating next to him.

She said. When she turned behind abruptly to speak to the Prince, she was shock to find how close he was to her and she almost staggered backwards if not for him holding her steady. She found herself staring at his icy blue eyes and she was amazed at how blue the iris was. She had never seen anyone with this eye colour before. Prince Xavier stared at Melissa, his faces inches away from her. He leaned in to give her a quick kiss but received no response from her. Unsatisfied, he kissed her again, this time with more force. His hands went around her waist and pulled her closer to him.

The summoning was complete. The Prince stood, regal and magnificent, his amber eyes outshining even the sunlight. His body was exactly as I remembered it, jewel-blue skin patterned with deliberate decorative scars, enormous bat-like wings and pointed ears decorated with golden rings. For the briefest moment, he seemed delighted to see me. Then his jaw hardened and he seemed disgusted.

He made his way to me and grabbed my arm gently; he pulled me closer to his body. His mesmerizing forest green eyes stared into mine; his hand tenderly stroked my cheek making me lean closer. "I don't want to suffocate you with my love and care. After that incident, I am scared." "You don't have to be scared," I said. "I can't lose you; I won't survive this time, Princess. I won't survive without you," he mumbled. I noticed raw pain in his eyes and it slashed my heart. I knew I had opened some old wounds with this request.