Red Eye Steven Universe Novels & Stories

- Steven said "Is that why you both truly look alike.. Sometimes I wonder if you were the man that I had a one night stand with.. But your eyes are blue, and your beards is making me confused, but Mavin doesn't keep beards and his eyes are white.. Pure white and looking also colourless.." - I said, as I finally walked up to the dinning table to meet Steven. Steven eyes only narrowed at me when I said that I had thought that he was the man that I had slept with.

A large shard of broken glass was lodged in his arm, and a thin line of blood ran down the side of his cheek where a smaller piece had struck him. “Dad---” Nerine whispered weakly when she saw the injury. She was about to run toward him, but Luke quickly stopped her. He knew better. Because the moment Steve lowered his arm, Luke saw his eyes. And they weren’t calm anymore. His irises burned with an impossible shade of blue, streaked with gold and green that caught the light like molten fire behind glass. They weren’t just beautiful, they were terrifying. Those were not the eyes of an ordinary man.

Summer’s Point of View “S-Steven, I-I thought you were on a business trip?” As our gazes intertwined, a fleeting moment of connection was abruptly shattered as he averted his eyes. In that split second, I could discern a profound anguish that seemed to emanate from the depths of his mesmerizing black eyes. However, as his pupils returned to meet mine once more, the pain that had momentarily consumed him vanished, replaced by the familiar bitter detachment that characterized his usual demeanor.

Emerson POV The words sliced through the murmurs around me. They weren’t the worst ones. “Don’t look at her,” someone whispered urgently, too close to my ear. “Snake-eyes bring bad luck.” Another voice followed, lower, fearful. “That’s why the Alpha hates her. You don’t stare at things like that and survive.” My stomach twisted. Several pack members turned, their glares sharpening. Some looked away quickly, like my eyes might infect them if they lingered too long. One of them bared his fangs and lunged forward, his steps heavy and deliberate.

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

Shantal is now inches from the dark knight, her body reflecting back, except showing an electric aura surrounding her, and her normally green eyes are teal blue. As the man's eyes open, appearing a bright purple, Shantal awakens in her bed, her blanket neatly wrapped around her, and Steve sitting in the corner of the room. Shantal starts to sit up, but Steve walks over and gently presser her back down, sitting on the edge of her bed. "He's going to be ok for now, but with what you've been through, you need all the rest you can get," Steve says gently, no emotion appearing on his screen. Shantal lies in her bed, while physically comfortable, worries internally about every little detail, both

Stevie shared a look with the boys before bringing her eyes back to me. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. You did bump your head the other night, so you could be seeing things. Now hurry, before we miss our flight.” Stevie continued on to the cab like nothing had happened, but I know what I saw. There was no way I had imagined that. The strangest part was that her hand had glowed like mine when my emotions got out of control, my glow was blue, but Stevie’s was purple. This obviously wasn’t the time to get into all that, though, so I shook it off and decided to corner my sister on the long plane ride.

He probes further, and I give him the same answer. “Yes.” “Then I guess there’s nothing to worry about, but I must warn you if we find out you lied in this meeting about your powers then no one can save you from the fate ahead, Luna Andrea.” I flinched when his eyes changed colors from red to blue, then golden before going back to his original color brown. “Is that a threat, Steven?” Dante asked, but Steven just shrugged. “That’s the end of the meeting.” Elder Steven said, and a growl of disapproval came from Dave and his cohort.

“Get way from me, fucker!” Stevens pinches my jaw to make me look at him in the eyes. They change colors from a pale blue to a purple. A storm swirling in his irises threatens to suck me in its vortex, and I shut my eyes. “Look at me, pretty boy.” his cavernous voice chants words in another language that sends chills down my spine but can’t ignore his command.

Steve squinted his eyes, staring at Aaric with a confused look, but Aaric didn't see him at all, his sharp gaze fell on something behind him, which made the man have to turn his body curiously. And that was when Steve could see it, something he had never seen before… At first, Steve didn't realize anything strange, but then he could see his own shadow which was slowly moving and writhing, like a living creature and dramatically, the shadow had a figure of its own, as it eventually transformed into a human form. A woman with beautiful long golden hair, very long until it reached her legs. Her hair was so long that it could cover her naked body. But, of all the things that caught Steve's eye,