Reflections In A Golden Eye Novel Novels & Stories

ZANE I saw the glow of her golden eyes before I saw her. The two golden orbs shone through the pitch blackness like the sun, birghtening my face and making the shock on my face more visible. I tried to move my hands but it was as if her eyes had taken my body captive and I stood as still as a statue, entranced by her eyes which glowed better than the moon. My heart thumped as her eyes slowly traveled over my body their gaze leaving a trail of heat on my naked flesh causing my breath to hitch a little bit whenever her golden gaze went lower and lower until I finally stopped breathing altogether as her eyes fell on my total nakedness.

His golden eyes locked onto mine. "What exactly are you?" End of Chapter 8

I turned back to the coffee maker, finally getting the filter in place but not before I felt it, that flash of heat behind my eyes. And I knew without looking that my eyes had flashed gold for just a second. What am I?

He just wanted to know why he was different. He stood up and walked to the mirror. He removed his cap and put it aside on the counter. Lifting his gaze, he looked at the reflection in the mirror. The first thing he saw was Golden eyes… They were glowing like a light bulb. He sighed looking at those mesmerizing gold orbs that would’ve been very beautiful if they weren’t strange. Everyone who would look at him like this would think he was some demon or something. He broke eye contact with himself and his eyes trailed down his body. The next thing his eyes stayed on was his hands that were gripping the sink counter tightly.

But I did. And I wasn’t done. I raised my eyes again to the mirror. Something flickered in my reflection. No, not something—someone. Me. My eyes weren’t the dull brown they usually were. They pulsed with light. A ghostly shimmer of gold, wild and ancient. The wolf underneath was restless. “I’ll make sure,” I whispered, each word sharp and certain, “that tonight…” My eyes narrowed. “…what’s left of that pack will be gone forever.”

My eyes catch on the mirror across the room. Gold burns in my reflection's eyes.

The wolf remained statue-still at the forest's edge while I stood frozen at my window, caught in a staring contest with something that shouldn't exist but undeniably did. Its eyes caught what little light filtered through the clouds, reflecting it back with an intensity that made my chest tighten with recognition I couldn't explain. Golden eyes that held intelligence far beyond any animal I'd ever encountered. Eyes that seemed to see straight through glass and stone and flesh to whatever lay beneath. I knew those eyes. Had seen them in dreams, in the spaces between waking and sleeping, in moments when I'd thought I was losing my grip on sanity entirely. "What are you?" I breathed against the

When her eyes met mine again, a single teardrop slid down her cheek. ”- he’s dying,” those words would become the words that sent me over the edge. I looked around the room, everyone's eyes widened a fraction, when I saw my reflection in the mirror, I understood why. My eyes were glowing, a golden shine with silver orbs were staring back at me- it was new. My eyes found Malia, she was standing behind Amber with a hand on her back. When she saw me, Malia removed her hand, she gulped slightly but remained eye contact.

Everything felt frozen in time, like a snapshot of a life that had never truly belonged to her. But something about being in the room brought a sense of clarity, a feeling that she was on the verge of discovering something important. Elara’s eyes drifted toward the bookshelf, a collection of novels and journals that had once been her only refuge from the cruelty of her fake sister and the indifference of her parents. She stepped closer, her fingers trailing over the spines of the books as she searched for something—anything—that might give her the answers she so desperately needed. She pulled a few books off the shelf, flipping through the pages absentmindedly, but found nothing of interest.

Soraya's Pov The wolf was in control now but something strange was happening to my body. I could feel it even from deep inside my own mind where I was trapped. My body was changing in ways that did not feel normal at all. My eyes burned and when I caught a glimpse of my reflection in a piece of broken metal on the floor I saw they had turned completely golden. Not the silver blue they had always been. Golden like a wolf's eyes glowing in the darkness.