Rock Lee Eyes Novels & Stories

But it was his eyes that made my breath freeze. His natural, pale silver eyes were no longer soft. They were glowing with a violent, blinding, incandescent light—igniting with a raw, unearthly energy that looked like liquid, molten stars. “Leave my Mama alone!” Leo shrieked, his voice echoing with a terrifying, dual-toned royal authority that didn’t belong to a child.

His stormy gray eyes, the exact same shade as the little boy standing beside her — were wide with shock, disbelief, and something deeper, something raw that flickered like pain. Leo, oblivious to the storm swirling around him, looked up at his mother with a bright, curious smile. “Mama, he really does look like me! See? Same eyes!” Elena swallowed hard, her voice coming out softer than she intended, but steady. “Leo, sweetheart… go stand over there by the water fountain for a moment, okay? Mama needs to talk to this gentleman.” Leo hesitated, sensing the sudden tension, but nodded obediently and skipped a few steps away, still glancing back with wide-eyed fascination.

************** Rose's POV ************** **Next Morning** I breathed out as I tossed around on the bed. I slowly squinted my eyes open. It was morning already and the sun was shining in its full brightness. I groaned and rubbed my eyes sleepily before turning around only to see Leo with his eyes closed and his smooth cheeks which had just as little hairs. How old is he by the way?

right after altering those words, Leo closed his eyes while smiling at his sister. Anna started crying and calling after his name, "Leo!! Leo!! open your eyes... we won you are right ..we won and Dad will take us to the mall only when your eyes are open....s....s....so if you want us to go to the mall and sightseeing you will have to open your eyes first."

But one thing I noticed about Ryder, something off, before I pounded back into the forest, was his eyes. His eyes that I still so loved were still the same beautiful shade of silvery blue, they weren't filled with regret or hurt - no I know what happened was real. The thing I noticed was the fact that no longer were Ryder's eyes dull and normal, but glowing - glowing the way I'd often see Doctor Moore's.

I soothe her, cradling her to my naked body as Khai covers me in a blanket. I walk through the house quickly, heading to our room where I walking into the bathroom. Lora has already latched on to my breast but I need a wash, mud caking my legs mostly. She comes into the shower with me, unlatching at the feel of the warm water hitting her now naked skin. And she stares up at me, her eyes a deep shade of chocolate brown. But there in the centre of her eyes near her pupils I notice moving lines of purple. “Will you have mama’s eyes, Lora?” I ask aloud the shock evident in my voice as I marvel at her beautiful eyes.

Rhye dropped the glass on the table and glanced over his shoulder to find his sentry, Leon, his friend and Beta standing in the doorway, the top of his head almost brushing the frame, examining the two of them with narrowed eyes. Leon had a remarkable capacity to evaluate his surroundings. It wasn't magic, just a mastery of his. So, Rhye wasn’t shocked when he sighed resignedly, “We’re going out, aren’t we?” It wasn’t really a question, so Rhye didn’t bother replying. Rather, he nudged to his feet and ruffled his expensive coat.

Raz shouted back, bashing the tentacle with the cup he had in his hand. “WHAT IS GOING ON?” Lacey called out from the fireplace, “WE CAN’T F**KING SEE!! Minet grab a stick or something, we need light!” Raz’s foot had just lapped the water’s edge when Rex arrived and with a loud grunt brought his sword down hard onto the tentacle, the moment the blade hit, it sprayed liquid over himself and Raz from the partially severed tentacle. The moment Rex inflicted damage onto the flesh of the beast pulling on Raz a loud roar echoed out, “What the f**k is that!?” Rex cried seeing a set of six eyes protruding out of the water.

Perhaps that's one of the reasons Lking couldn't let go of Luna, even after she initially turned down their offer. "Well, at least your face is helping too," Luna replied, gazing at Leo intently. With the light makeup, Leo didn't even look like a sixteen-year-old teenager. Not to mention his eye color, which appeared to be a beautiful shade of sea-green. Even Luna, who usually boasted about her hazel eyes, couldn't help but be fascinated by Leo's eye color. She secretly wished she had eyes like his. "Do you want to say something?" Leo asked, causing Luna to blink a few times.

Leo asks with uncontained anger that's brimming with threats and promises to cause bodily harm. He moves towards me, crouching in front of me, his eyes are no longer black. They are brown with specks of amber in them like a piece of burned timber that's been rescued from a raging fire. They do not contain any heat. His eyes are icy and calculating, and my blood, which was once seething with rage, has now turned to ice with fear. As I continue to look into his eyes, something in his sight shouts of explicable actions. My body tenses and my lungs stop filling with air as I remain immobile, like prey caught in the grasp of a fascinating hunter.