Novel & Cerita Sapphire Blue Eyes

Her aura was unreadable, commanding yet elegant, wolf and woman perfectly fused. "Maya, sweetie," I called again, more firmly this time, but still, she ignored me. Her silver blonde hair fell in waves down her back, shimmering with every step like it remembered moonlight, but it was her eyes that truly stopped me cold. I stared. "THOSE PIERCING BLUE EYES!" Not just any blue, but his, the same color Dane's eyes once carried before he ascended into Alphahood. Before the weight of the crown dimmed his soul and burned away his innocence. That exact same storm, washed blue, now stares at me from within her gaze.

She was so sweet, they said, so kind, so beautiful and so genuine, as warm as her golden-brown eyes were in the basking light of sunset. His eyes were blue. Icy, cold, intense: a blue so dark it was almost a new colour. They were focused eyes, hard eyes that slashed at her softness. They absorbed everything, those eyes, picking out details that tried to scurry away and hide like beetles, only to be revealed by a hand plucking the stone away like it was nothing.

I was a Luna Queen. The makeup artist, a young woman with expertly applied makeup herself, began her work. She applied a lightweight foundation that matched my skin perfectly, accentuating my fair complexion without masking my natural skin tone. This was followed by a blush that imparted a rosy glow to my cheeks, making my blue eyes pop. For the eyes, she chose a soft smoky look, which further amplified their azure depth. A few coats of mascara, and my eyes transformed into mesmerizing pools of sapphire. The makeup was completed with a pink lipstick that felt feather-light on my lips, giving them a naturally flushed look.

Now I know he is furious that he cannot enjoy the beauty he has under his roof. What a beauty she is. I doubt she has any idea she is one of the rarest women in England. I have done my share of Seasons, balls and grand houses but she is spectacular. Those eyes are so blue, never have I met someone whose blue eyes are warm. They are sea-coloured, as are a thousand other women of virtue, but there is a depth, a warmth paired with the deep blue hue.

"What are you talking about?" His dark eyes bore into my soul, as if digging inside me for answers. I never noticed how dark they were. Sei and Silas had red and grey eyes. Alpha Nazari only had black eyes. Not a lux of light in them. Not a lux of light around his whole face. "I never told you about him." I said when I recieved no response. I watched as his eyes suddenly started lighting up, glowing from whatever magic he was doing. They turned into a light blue, almost like ice and I knew someone with such eyes.

And then he does. I feel fingertips skimming my hip, feel his presence looming behind me. Before I even turn around, I know it’s him- it’s like he’s radiating dominant energy. I allow my body to melt back into his, meeting every hard line of his chest and torso as I finally peek up at him over my shoulder. Blue. That’s what color his eyes are. They’re a light greyish-blue, his irises darker around the outer edges. Beautiful, like him.

The genuine surprise, the look of alarm, the longing in his eyes, and that hidden spark between his indefinable gaze. "They must be blue-" I say openly trying to remember. Pausing, I look at Diana again, "his eyes... They are blue are they not?" Diana only stares back and it gets me thinking whilst I shake my head, "No- green, a soft sea green," but that answer is not correct either.

"It's nothing serious, I was just wondering about the first commander his eye was blueish but demons are only supposed to have black eyes." "In your realm, do your people have two colour eyes?" She nods. "Well, when people have two colour eyes it usually means they have special abilities, like black and blue that means the person holds the power of a lighting sword." She looked at him shocked, how did she not know this. "How has no one taught you this, you must have read about this in one of your books." She shook her head. "I'm afraid I haven't, what about my eyes? They turn hazel-green and silver randomly, my eyes have never stayed the royal silver-moon colour."

“Ilaria, please don’t worry. I will try my best to extract your father from there, okay?” She bit her lip and nodded. “Would you like to take a walk around the palace of Xomor?” he asked. She looked up at him. His yellow irises locked with her blue eyes again. She swallowed and her gaze wandered to the tattoos on his skin. The deep blue color of his skin was like that of mountains covered in the morning mist, the color of a blue sapphire formed in the womb of earth, protected for thousands before being discovered by humans. He was terrifyingly beautiful, like a statue carved from blue sapphire.

She says softly without looking at me. I face Zion once again, forcing him to meet my gaze. He lets out a grunt, tensing beneath my touch, his shoulders heaving as his eyes collide with mine. The blackness in his eyes starts to fade as the amber rings around his pupils glow brilliantly, holding me captive. The intensity of his eyes scorches my skin, cutting through me as sparks fly between us, and I can't bring myself to look away or catch my next breath— let alone blink. Something grips my heart when the color of sapphire blue returns in Zions' eyes .