Sage Mode Naruto Eyes Novels & Stories

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

on top of me, looking at me like I was his prey. The pack bond wanted me to yield under his stare, pushing me to submit. But I fought it, flushing red to the tips of my ears as I bucked my hips up. "I..." I stammered, praying like hell that no one showed up in the woods right now. His face loomed even closer, and for the first time, I didn't know what to do. I could see the physical length of his lashes from how close he was, could see the amber swirling inside his pupils to blossom into the brilliant iris of his eyes.

History was being written then and there, the Calyx pack witnessed the unnatural sighting of the first eye-color changing wolf, with the rank that was considered to be the lowest. Amidst a frenzy of staggered breaths and wildly beating hearts; stood a Red-Eyed Omega, fierce and defiant in all its glory.

banned. I became a cyborg, the new version introduced by Daniel Denvers which doesn't cause death when the mod energy becomes completely depleted. I assimilated with the eye and it increased my mod energy exponentially, I tried to test it with a combat machine, it helped me predict combat moves, but I got hit as I sucked at combat. I tried analyzing the power of every person I saw, the eye on my right was like any other normal eye but when I gave it some mod energy it helped me find the power of others. I don't wish to explain more about the power of the eye as it has to remain confidential. If you are reading this, then you must be one of the government officials or the owner of the other

Slate was on his own. Nya sank down behind what seemed to be an old abandoned house and hugged her knees to her chest. She dropped her head and took in a few deep breaths as more visions danced before her eyes. Normally, she got these flickers of the future only seconds before they unfolded, but these seemed to be far off in the future. She saw herself and Slate sneaking into a castle, a dark one, large and menacing, one she’d never seen before. She saw a beautiful shimmering gem the size of her fist in her open palm. She saw Slate in his dragon form in chains…. Did that mean, if she were to help him, he’d be captured by the enemy? If that was the case, he’d be better off to let her go.

His daughter was nowhere to be found, yet he spent his time flirting with another woman in his arms! Rage and the need to bring destruction kept surging into my mind and swelling into a hideous monster that threatened to flood my senses. I kicked open the door angrily, effectively shattering the romantic atmosphere. Marcus stared at me in shock. He parted his lips, looking like he was about to say something. But before he could do so, Sylvia cut him off by calling out his name lovingly. So, Marcus moved to stand before Sylvia, effectively blocking her from my line of sight. He made it seem like I could easily rip Sylvia into pieces with just my sight.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

“What do you mean? Who is watching?” “Agatha,” her mother interjected, her expression turning grave. “The High Priestess Agatha. She has been alive for over a thousand years, fueled by dark magic and a thirst for power. She senses your potential and will come for you. You must be cautious.” “But I want to fight back!” Aqua exclaimed, desperation threading through her words. “I don’t want to hide anymore. I need to know how to harness my powers.”

Casey bent down to look at them. "They have beautiful eyes,it's so grey."She stood to look at Sage."You've got brown eyes so-..." "Their father."Sage said,he has stormy grey eyes just like Logan's and he also has a dark mark on his left hand like Liam,there's nothing she doesn't remember about her handsome mystery man.Especially his beautiful eyes.

But what truly startled her was the sight of his parents, faces etched with a raw vulnerability she'd never seen before. Kimora, Sebastian's mother's eyes were swollen and red, surged forward, engulfing Nora in a tear-soaked embrace. Words choked in her throat, replaced by a torrent of sobs that resonated with the fear that had gnawed at Nora's own heart. Holding her close, Nora felt the tremor in Kimora's body, a desperate clinging to the hope that still flickered within.