Silver Eyes Fnaf Characters Novels & Stories

"Okay, Jenn. I believe you." I kneeled in front of Gary and placed my hand on his chest. I closed my eyes and concentrated on saving him. Suddenly, I could see Claire and me with our parents eating dinner at the table. I was around seven, and she was around ten. When I opened my eyes, a Silver light was shining around me. Claire was looking at me with a shocked expression. "Jenn, your eyes are silver," Claire said. Then the light went away. A few minutes later, Gary gasped before opening his eyes.

The blonde kid with brown eyes smirked while her sister and friends sniggered. She placed her hands on her waist and stared down at the weeping girl in triumph. "Are you crying because we didn't give you a share of the meat? Don't worry, we have it right here," another thinner kid dropped the remaining roasted flesh of Connie in front of Sapphire. Sapphire peeped through her fingers and when she saw the body, she instantly knew that it was real. There was a hole on her forehead where the magenta gem once rested.

He was tall and lean with light blond hair and warm brown eyes, giving off more of a handsome golden-boy vibe than his deadly father. "And this," Sylvester continued, pointing to the one who had pinned Theo down, "is Sephtis." Sephtis slowly rose from his crouch, brushing dirt from his knees. His features were stunning, almost too beautiful to be real. His hair was the same silver as Sylvester's, but his eyes... a piercing, glowing blue that defied nature. "I—uh," Falcon choked. "This is too much. I'm overheating," he gulped as he took in Sephtis.

After being discharged from the clinic, I returned to our den alone. I lay in bed for a long time before finally picking up my phone to call my old pack mentor. "Fiona, is the pack translator position still open?" I asked, hoping my voice sounded steadier than I felt. Fiona hesitated before answering uncomfortably, "Alpha Karl arranged for Natalie to handle all translation duties. I don't think there's anything available right now." I forced a smile she couldn't see and thanked her before ending the call.

Finn let out a sound that wasn’t human. Lucian smiled slowly. “Oh, that will hurt him.” Finn *****The Silverfire***** I couldn’t breathe. Their fear was flooding me. Tiny heartbeats. Small paws. Screaming….. “Stop it!” I shouted to the sky. Power burst from my skin in waves of silver. The ash lifted. The smoke cleared. For one moment… I could see Silverfang as it had been. Then it shattered. Elena grabbed my shoulders. “Finn, you’re doing this.”

“No nuts for everyone. When you’re done with ice cream, return my nieces to me only with good stories to tell their mother later. At least I could rest in peace if she decided to kill me.” They all came to her and hugged her, after that the two ran to my father, except for Lyra Helene, whom I could finally find a hint it was her. Her eyes were amber in color, Leyanne had hazel brown eyes, and Selene had a deep brown color. “Thank you, Sky,” she smiled, but my heart ached when I read the sadness in her eyes. ***

Sliding his index finger under both eyes wiping away tears of laughter. "Anyways, they ended up changing their name to lunar pack." Adam continued "If Adria had silver around her eyes, it might have also been passed on from Abby's blood line. Maybe her old pack had silver around their iris." He looked at me and tilted his head slightly to one side "But now that I remember, on one of your eyes half the iris is silver so it might also be something generic as well."

Everything kept getting worse and the healer suddenly pushed through the crowd, his face looked pale, very pale. He stopped directly in front of Nyra. “Your eyes.” Nyra swallowed. “What about them?” The healer looked shaken. “I’ve never seen anything like them.” Cassian frowned. “What do you mean?” The healer hesitated and then answered carefully. “The silver.” Silence returned and the healer pointed at Nyra. “No known wolf bloodline possesses silver eyes.” A murmur spread through the court, fear returned immediately and Nyra wanted to disappear, wanted to run away, wanted everybody to stop looking at her.

"In Zoran's household. Old; very old, she estimates, though he doesn't show it physically. He has silver eyes. He's been with Zoran for at least a decade. Nobody knows his origin." Silver eyes. I went bone-deep cold. "Aldric has silver eyes." The room plunged into an absolute, suffocating silence. "Aldric has been in this house for eleven years," Caius said, his words measured and slow. "Silver eyes are incredibly rare," Kael noted. "In Lycanic bloodlines, there are maybe a dozen documented cases in living memory. They are a marker of the old-line magic. Sight-workers. People who can perceive the literal architecture of a spell."

Ariana asked worriedly. "They're of her wolf's." He glanced at me and a soft chuckle left his lips. "They're silver." He turned to Aiden. "Just like yours." "Yours?" Alpha Draven asked. "His wolf's fur is silver in color and so its eyes." "They really are match made from heaven, aren't they?" Seer Ellison grinned. From the corner of my eyes, Ryan's jaw tightened but only for a split second. My brows furrowed. What's that about?