Red Eye Steven Universe Novels & Stories

Glen nodded and when he had wanted to approach Steven to signal him to go back to his seat, he had stopped dead when Steven gave him a warning look that clearly told him to stay away. And if he had stopped suddenly it wasn’t because of his threatening look because for him, even if he considered Steven as his own son, he was only a kid who still had a lot to learn and he was still a lot stronger than him right now. No, what forced him to stop was the golden circles that had appeared in his eyes around his pupils.

Was this the universe's way of compensating me for all my suffering lately? For a moment, there was silence in my chaotic mind. Then, as if aware of my gaze, one of them turned in my direction. He reached up and slowly pulled off his sunglasses, exposing the same piercing eyes that always managed to unnerve me. "Steven!" I gasped, my stomach twisting. His lips quirked, but his eyes, well, his eyes never wavered. "Aren't your eyes tired of staring?" he asked, an undercurrent of amusement in his voice, though I knew better than to believe that was what it really was.

That made me suspect that something else was going on right under my nose. “You finally caught me and—” I lifted the man by the neck, and he screamed in pain. “Take off all his clothes,” I asked Gabrielle, and she took out her claws. In a couple of movements, Steven was practically naked, and he had runes on him, but not just any runes—they were power-binding runes. “Who the hell are you bound to?” Steven laughed before spitting blood. Kill this bastard. Sirhan snapped before growling in my head. “You have no fucking idea; you don't know anything about what—”

Her hands gripped his shirt tightly. Then suddenly her eyes changed. Steve froze. Her usual brown eyes had turned into bright silver, something only seen in their kind. He kept calm, hiding his surprise. "It’s okay Gabby, Just focus on your breathing. I have got you." "What is happening to me?" she asked in a shaky voice. Steve gently helped her sit up, brushing hair away from her sweaty forehead. "It could be a fever or a nightmare. Maybe your body’s just reacting to stress. You know you have e been through a lot lately," he said softly, not revealing what he truly saw.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

It just took everything that happened to get here and I would not change a single thing because every single thing led to this room, this man, this daughter, this life. Eyes open. Always, always, eyes open. Clara breathes. Rhys holds my hand. We smile.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

He groaned. Steam had filled the room, so when I was finally able to opened my eyes, Waylon was barely visible but his black eyes were clear as day.

Yep, good thing she’s got that shirt on, or I’d have to rip their eyes from their sockets. Because I’m watching her, I see her frown, her head tilting to the side as she watches Dr. Stevens. I crook my finger at her beckoning her forward as Dr. Stevens leaves the room. “What was that look?” I ask, realizing that my mate’s eyes are a grey-green color, almost sage. My eyes are green too, but not as dark as hers. “What look?”