Rage Virus Eyes Novels & Stories

Zurig Rainbow eyes? Suddenly I sat up, my eyes wide open and I looked around. What the fuck? Was that all a dream? Why would I dream about that rogue? Why would I dream that she has rainbow colored eyes? No, no, no. This can not be happening. I don’t like her! I hate her. I got up from bed and walked to the bathroom. I can smell sex on me. Probably because I did not shower after having sex with Sandy yesterday evening.

She loved their bond but a part of her was jealous of how quickly Graycen had bonded with Alexander. Steam swirled around Nora, the scent of lavender soap mingling with the rising tide of her anger. Graycen giggled, splashing playfully in the warm water. As Nora knelt to rinse the suds from her daughter's hair, a crimson mark on Graycen's wrist snagged her gaze. It was small, almost hidden, but the angry red and the telltale swelling around it sent a jolt of fear and fury through her. "Cutie, what happened here?" Nora's voice, usually gentle, held a tremor of unease. She pointed to the mark, her finger hovering just above the sensitive skin.

Even the most valiant special agents on earth would not be able to free themselves when subjected to such extreme and cruel mental tortures. I can't even begin to imagine how much my daughter had suffered. She'd been tortured so much that she ended up in such a state. She had completely forgotten about the past after going through a breaking point. Therefore, her mind had become completely blank. Hilda mentioned that her eyes hadn't been the best in the past. Tears would start streaming even at the slightest breeze. In fact, she would be in excruciating pain once she started crying. Connie knew that once upon a time, her daughter almost ended up blind from crying too much, so she had always

After a long silence, his expression changed like he had finally recognized something he’d been struggling to place. “This isn’t an ordinary injury,” he said quietly. “What she’s showing… It's known as the Astral Eye. It’s linked to prophecy, but on a far higher level. I’ve only ever read about it in ancient records. It’s so rare that even among witches and wizards, you’d barely find someone this young with such a gift.” Mira frowned. “Then Eira’s infection… It must’ve been caused by this ability constantly draining her power. No wonder the doctors couldn’t figure out what was wrong.”

“Those eyes.” Rakar narrowed his eyes. He followed the direction of Revira’s finger. In the darkness of the dense foliage, two points of light shone. Eyes. But the color was wrong. Velkan wolf eyes were usually yellow, red, or brown. These eyes were silver. Liquid silver that glittered, cold, and… smiling. Rakar’s heart beat faster. “Do you see that?” Rakar asked Daniel. “See what?” Daniel was confused, squinting. “I just see darkness. My eyes are human eyes, Boss.”