Prince Eyes Novels & Stories

Prince paced around his room with Elaris, his seer lover, seated there with him… “I had Damein, like you saw.. I was going to kill him.. then..” he paused, turning to her, the craze and frustration in his eyes.. “…then she came.. she- s-she… Fuck!!” Prince threw a wolf hand across the desk scattering glasses and mugs as they broke on the floor. “Fuck!!” He roared out, his tone tinged with …

Chapter 11 "Try it," Caelum said quietly, meeting those silver eyes without flinching, "and I'll make sure it's the last thing you ever taste." Silver eyes snapped to his face, alight with something between amusement and genuine hunger. The torchlight caught the flecks of gold buried deep in those predatory irises, making them seem to burn from within. "Careful, little prince. That almost sounds like a promise." "Take it however you like."

They all are. Besides Wrath and the Deadly Prince at the head of the table, five other princes lounged around the table, and by their intimidating yet palpable aura, it wasn't difficult to distinguish which sin was who. He had hair the color of dry wheat. Thick, flat brows now arching downwards as if he was in deep concentration, or he was somewhere in his own mind, lost under the throes of memories. His aura was calmer. Where the others were like a storm, violent and raging. He brought a sense of serenity to the room. For a moment I forgot where I was, and who I was with, the only feeling tugging at my muscles was to curl up somewhere and just rest. Be at peace.

He asked and I raised an eyebrow looking at Grace who nodded at me giving me an encouraging smile, I nodded at the prince who smiled and pulled me to him, his fingers intertwined with mine as he put his hand on my waist pulling me close while I put mine on his shoulder like I did with Nathan in the few times we’ve danced together, the prince blinked and his eyes turned into a deep shade of violet making me raise an eyebrow as we danced. “Your eyes keep changing in color” I commented and the prince chuckled. “A resemblance of power, each vampire has his quality or power, mine happens to be controlling or feeling emotions and right now I’m reading yours” Prince Sebastian said smirking. “Are yo

If you're still mad, I can carve that mark off and stitch it onto his face. The crowd gasped at the cruelty of it all, yet there were some who could not help but sigh. "It's like flipping between heaven and hell. If only he'd used his smarts for something legit." "Check out this guy, barely in his twenties and already... Man, oh man." Mom–Fiona Emerson–went stone-cold as she reached out to brush the tangled hair from my face. Alex jumped in quickly, saying, "Ms. Emerson, don't bother looking. He's not even half as handsome as a regular dude. No cool scars, just plain ugly. You won't give him a second glance."

"Santiago," And sure enough, he looks exactly like the picture Juno sent me. Jet black loose, curls few strands falling over his forehead, deep brown eyes, with warm olive skin. “And who’s this?” he asks, eyes dragging over me with open interest. “You’ve been holding out.” Before I can step back, his hand catches my jaw, tilting my face toward his like he’s inspecting something he might buy. His thumb lightly along my jaw like he’s evaluating bone structure.

The posters that were made dosen't even do him justice, He has short brown hair, high cheekbones, and bright blue eyes. “I don’t know, ladies, it’s hard to decide. There are so many of you here,” the prince said. Am quite amazed by how many girls were trying to get his attention. Most of them were smiling, giggling and waving at him. Two very pretty blondes were standing on each side, running their hands over his arm... Well I guess this is the type of scene I pictured in my head, he's a handsome prince afterall!

They smiled and tilted their head to the side. One prince gave me a warm smile that comforted me from all the stares. He has blonde hair which was combined backward. A few strands were covering his icy blue eyes. He was pretty tall. Then my eyes darted to one with a cold stare, but despite that, he was good looking. His hair was black and messy, his eyes are the color of midnight blue, which is currently giving me goosebumps.

It bent down and left me in the room. I want to meet the queen right now, but they don't seem to want to now. A few days later I was still in the room they did not want to let me out of the room. I am not the reason itself. "Good morning .." I was on my deep thought when I heard that voice. I thought it was Sebastian, but it was the second prince. They have the same feauture except the color of their eyes. Sebastian's eyes are gold, while Edward's eyes are blue. I think on the three of them and include the king, I guess his the only one who had blue eyes. Maybe he got that from his mother.

Her big blue eyes were lined by a thick row of long curly eyelashes, she looked the picture of purity but her blue eyes hid a sense of cunning. The Prince shared his father dark hair but instead he wore it chin length and in natural waves. He had deep brown eyes, occasionally when he looked towards the direction of the sun, which was now fully risen over the courtyard, his eyes shone a breathtaking gold. His thick full lips were pouting and his defined muscular build was clearly visible due to his shirt being open down to his waist. Seraphina caught a glimpse of his chiseled tanned torso lightly dusted with fine dark hair. Her eyes couldn’t help but linger, when she realised she was staring,