Silver Eyes Book Novels & Stories

Everything. My face glows a soft, warm color of life. My eyes are no longer bloodshot. But they are different. I stutter out a soft sigh as I slowly blink. Slowly, and even more slowly, I blink my left eye. It is a shade of complete, absolute silver. Even the iris, which had once glittered a gentle amber, has lost all its color. It now looks like the ashen background of a graveyard. Almost like a lie, my other eye stares back at me, with the tenderness of fresh, sweet honey.

Janessya states. I whip my head around when she says Sapphire’s name. I knew she would see Lina, but I had no idea they were coming here. With the look on Arlo’s face, I don’t think he knew that Lina was coming here tonight, either. We follow Janessya to where she saw them at. My breath catches when I lay eyes on my precious jewel. Her hair has been curled and is flowing freely down her bare back. The shimmering silver dress drapes her body perfectly and is backless. It stops mid-thigh. The killer heels she has on makes her legs look fucking long, and my hands twitch to touch them. Riley walks over to her, and I can tell she is surprised to see us. I see the look of surprise when s

Everyone discusses their problems and suggests new amendments to laws and all other stuff. I poured myself a drink and stood on the balcony shirtless. I could see palace towers from here. Maybe I was looking at houses, roads, and towers but my mind wandered around those beautiful blue eyes and that smile worth billions. I was trying my best to get her out of my mind. This fucking mate bond was getting on my nerves. I didn't expect that I would meet her again. Meeting her at Silver Corporation last week was completely unexpected. She was from Grey Lake, the second largest pack in the country, and precisely from the Silver family. I saw how excited she was to meet me. I saw a luminescent smile

When i opened my eyes i looked down at the ground, i saw furry paws, my wolf form was finally complete, i knew i was going to be in another form of pain i looked at my fur, it was pretty cool looking, i was Silver, i wondered what color where my eyes, i mindlinked my mother, asking her what color were my eyes, and she told me, “Your eyes are Amber honey, your beautiful,” Nodded knowing it looked a little crazy with a wolf nodding its head, then suddenly i felt another kind of level of pain, i started shiting once again, my legs and arms breaking, my whole body was on fire, i thought i was going to be on fire it was burning so badly, what the hell is happening to me,

The familiar pull between us igniting like fire. "Your eyes changed color for a moment," he said softly. "Just a flash. Did you know that?" Ice flooded my veins. "No." "They turned silver. Pure silver. No alpha has silver eyes. Only…" He stopped with his jaw clenched. I could almost see the spinning gears. "Only omega eyes turn silver when their wolf is close to the surface." The word hung between us like a knife ready to strike.

Her eyes turned in my direction for a moment before returning to Vivian. Vivian’s face reddened slightly, and she pressed her lips in a thin line as she glared back. “Because I have natural silver eyes,” she said, batting her eyes at us. “Everyone knows that the Moon Goddess extra blesses wolves born with silver eyes. Once he realizes that I’m special, he’ll want me. Besides, Cecilia is an Omega without any true class or knowledge of how our world works. He’ll realize that soon enough and force her back into the slave quarters himself.”

and no one would wants a girl like me, a bad witch, an age regressor, a brat, I'm just a disappointment. Just as I was about to turn off the lights, I saw him, I saw his shoes first, dress shoes, my eyes went up slowly, he had a suit on, a full on suit, then my eyes were met with his, he looked human. He had everything a human does, the face, the body, the hair, but the eyes, those what gave him away, when our eyes met, I knew I did it. Silver eyes, pure silver, a sign of him being a supernatural, I've read in a book that demons have silver eyes, angel have goldens, vampires have bloody red eyes, and finally wolves have emerald green.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

Blood at her lip, hair loose, hand pressed to her ribs. But she stood up and she looked at Seraphina and her eyes.... Her eyes. For just a second....half a breath, barely long enough to be sure I'd seen it at all.....they flashed. Silver. Not gold. Not the red of an aggressive wolf. 'Silver.' A color I had seen exactly once in my life, in an old text in my father's library, next to a bloodline name I had been too young to understand. Then it was gone. Mira blinked. The color was back to normal. She looked almost as startled as everyone else.

His golden irises flickered with something unreadable as he leaned in closer, his gaze dark and searching. My stomach twisted. "What?" I croaked, my voice hoarse. Tristan didn’t respond. Slowly, deliberately, he reached up, his fingers brushing against my face, then trailing to my temple before stopping just beneath my eye. His thumb pressed there, gentle yet firm. And then, barely above a whisper, he spoke. "Your eyes." I stiffened. "What about them?" His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "They’re silver." A chill swept through me, cold and suffocating.