Rock Lee Eyes Novels & Stories

Eyes glowing the same impossible blue as Julian’s. Leon smiled. Quiet, calm, terrifying. “Going somewhere?”

Killian Ricci asked sarcastically, his deep, rasping voice full of smoke. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything but stare at him. We were nose to nose, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made my mouth go as dry as sandpaper. His eyes… they weren’t the unearthly gray I’d remember and recognized the night of the auction. They were blue. A very pale, glacier blue flaked with silver. I’d never seen eyes quite like his before. It was shocking, really, so much of a shock that I didn’t process the scene around me for several seconds.

His reflexes were so great that he could deflect an accident in the time it takes to flutter an eyelash. "Packed," Rick responded. His bright green eyes never left the road. All vampire's eyes are green. He must have a lot on his mind. Out of anyone in the world, he was the one person I trusted the most. I would give my life for him, since he once gave me mine.

Then I forced myself to meet Rocco’s gaze, refusing to show any fear. “It has nothing to do with you! Rocco, don’t be so conceited! There are plenty of people in the world with gray eyes!” “Is that so?” Rocco stopped a foot away from Liam. He didn’t try to grab the child. He just stared hungrily at Leo. Terrified by his gaze, Leo shrank into Liam’s arms and started to cry. “Daddy… scary…” That word, “Daddy,” was a knife straight to Rocco’s heart.

Ryle's eyes transformed into a fiery, golden yellow, emitting a low growl as he locked his intense gaze onto Lucy. "Perhaps you should start explaining, bitch," he demanded. Lucy got scared, tears filling her eyes. It looked like seeing Ryle this angry was rare, and everyone around felt the seriousness of the situation. The air felt heavy with worry. The rest of the Blondies exchanged nervous glances. Fear was evident in their eyes as they realized the situation was becoming serious. Hastily, they released their grip on me, scattered, and vanished like shadows, fearful of Ryle's potential actions. I kept watching, unsure of what would happen next.

Riley asked, expecting to observe how Leo would react to her question. For a moment, Leo didn't say anything. He was just staring into Riley's eyes, but at that specific moment, those eyes didn't show any emotion, making Riley feel disappointed and a little scared. Usually, when Leo looked at her, those deep brown eyes would show their owner's love for her. Sometimes, those eyes could be filled with regret and guilt like earlier. Sometimes, they could look disappointed and sad, especially when Riley avoided his touch or refused something he did for her. What Riley felt in each of these situations was different. But none of those times could shake Riley more than when she couldn't see any emo

"Mommy... it's still quiet. But the gray... it's still inside the uncles' eyes on the screen." Leo's nasal, stuffy voice ghosted against my neck. He was a shivering knot of obsidian fabric, his tiny fists buried so deep in my blazer that I could feel the tremor in his knuckles against my ribs. He wouldn't let go. Not since the silence. Not since the First Ones started using his eyes as a microscope slide. His amber eyes, permanent and sovereign, were fixed on the tactical terminal Ryan was trying to stabilize. "Ground it, Leo. Look at me," I rasped, my throat feeling like it had been scrubbed with shards of flint. Every word was a laceration.

When cooperating with a new partner, he would thoroughly investigate their background, so from beginning to end, I didn’t need to waste effort explaining anything to him. Leo suddenly stared at me, then reached out and touched the corner of my eye. “Why are your eyes red? Were you crying? Did something happen while I was away?” Receiving such unexpected concern from Leo made me slightly stunned for a few seconds. But I quickly composed myself, gently pushing his hand away as I replied. “I just suddenly realized a rather unfortunate truth, that’s all. It’s nothing serious.” Leo paused slightly. He stared at the hand that had just touched my eye with a strange expression. It took him a while b

"Look at their eyes. They're glowing...Red?" Rurac's blue eyes widened as he leaned closer to examine our children. "You're right, Alyssa." He said, his eyes widening in confusion. Just as we were lost in our thoughts, Rurac's mother Leonor, ever wise and observant, approached us with curiosity etched on her face. "What's happening? Why are their eyes glowing?" Leonor had always been attuned to the mystical side of life, and her presence only heightened the tension in the air. Rurac looked at me, silently conveying his concern, before turning to his Leonor.

The firm jaw line, the arrogant straight nose, and most strikingly, A pair of sharp emerald green eyes. The exact same eyes as the man who had destroyed me. Yet, there was no innocence in Leo's eyes as he stared at the photograph of his own father. The four-year-old boy looked up at me. His tiny index finger pointed directly at Rafael's face on the screen. "Mommy," Leo's voice sounded remarkably calm and flat. "Is this the bad man who hurt you before?"