Private Eye Mater Novels & Stories

"She's still a Princess, and you have to respect her even if you hate her, because you serve her now!" She made a disgusted sound. "Not like the bitch can hear me anyways," Gods help me. "I wouldn't say that, Emilia," I spoke, before opening my eyes. "If none of you want me to... Do what I do... I suggest that you don't look me in the eye!" Then opened them, trying to get used to the light of the room. The doctor came closer. "Don't worry, kid, I came prepared. I'm using dark glasses. Now look at me, let me see your eyes," he held my chin and I looked up.

Suddenly I wonder how many people visit her and if she would survive without visitors bringing her food. Once she’s done unpacking she takes the old rocking chair and sits opposite of me. Her left eye is mother-of-pearl, no iris or pupil, just one multi-coloured white-ish ball. Her right eye is dark brown, almost black. It is said that the nacré eye lets her see into the nether world and the realm of the moon goddess. Her other eye lets her see this world. During my past visits I got the distinct feeling that she was looking at me through her right eye. Today it seems that she is using both eyes. When she catches me staring at the nacré eye she cackles lightly.

Viktor bowed and disappeared. "Don't take too long," Katana cautioned and then faded into her Schatten form. Alone with his nervous mate, Matthias pulled her into him and whispered, "Come with me." Walking her to the bathroom, he stood her in front of the mirror and said, "You need to see this first. Take a look at your beautiful golden eyes." Timidly Emma lifted her eyes and stared into the mirror and gasped louder than she meant to. Her eyes were golden and shimmered in the light, just like Morgan's. It was as if she could set the world on fire, just with one look.

I moved away when I felt a vision coming. it was dark, I couldn't see anything but all I could see was blood splattered on the wall, it was a conference hall. I saw ahead with a hole in it. I saw myself walk to the window which was the only source of light and the floor was about 20 floors down and just then I screamed when I saw Noah corpses on the ground floor. In reality, I was superglued to Beck and I was screaming, when I looked up at him, I snapped and pushed him away and moved back in the bed.

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.

When the door opened, a gust of wind swept through the room and set her body swaying gently back and forth. Then her face slowly turned toward us. And I saw it clearly. Maria had no eyeballs, only two dark, hollow sockets remained. They looked exactly like the lamb's head from the night before.

Jake was the only one to respond. “Wow, Matt, have I not taught you anything? ” “You’re teaching me now! ” he responded as his sister shook his head. “Is that the one about seeing more than others see...oh wait, are you saying Jake has...” Gabriel added. “A third eye, yes, ” finished Julia. Matt raised a hand. “A what now? ” “The third eye, or the mind’s eye, is a mystical concept of a speculative invisible eye usually depicted as located on the forehead, which provides perception beyond ordinary sight. ”

and I have come too far for this! My eyes glow a bright yellow as scales appear on my face. I glared into her deep dark grey eyes. I bite down into my fore fingertip letting the blood leak down to my claw. I then drop my blood into her left eye. She immediately starts screaming as the blood burns into her eyes, steam came out of her eye. Interesting.... since she has my blood time freeze doesn't work on her. Her left eye glows yellow as a symbol appears on it, and my left eye glowed grey. Through my left eye, I could see a hallway from our childhood home filled with doors each containing a memory. Above every door is an orb that's the source of the memory playing through the door. With my ri

“What?” “Your mother is trapped in the First World.” Lyra's voice became softer. “She has been keeping him asleep.” Elara felt her heart sink. “For how long?” “Since the day she saved us.” Another vibration shook the chamber. This time, cracks appeared across the ceiling. The Creator of Flame looked upward. “We're out of time.” A massive eye appeared above them. Not silver. Not black. Not gold. It was completely white. No pupil. No iris. Just an enormous white eye staring through the ceiling.

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around