Steel Blue Eye Novels & Stories

The bandage ripped open with a sharp tear again. And then— B L A Z E. Light burst out of him. Not white. Not black. But gold — a gold so bright it drowned the entire battlefield. I threw my arm up to shield my face. So many other people did, but I could still see it burning through my fingers. The Alpha tilted his head. Then, slowly… The last piece of cloth fell. And there it was. The stolen eye. Shining like a sun set on fire. A sun that wanted us dead.

WANTED ALIVE Name: Blue Iris Clayton Age: 24 years old Hair color: Natural blonde Eye color: Blue Height: 163 cm Body type: Slender OFFENSE: Stealing West Colony’s property REWARD: Ten cartons of goods. Protection and be a citizen of West Colony. CONTACT US IMMEDIATELY “Fuck!” Dread bolted through me. “Have you seen that woman?” I stiffened and my hand tightened the hold on the poster. “Excuse me?” I eyed the man beside me. He had thick dark blond hair. Shorter than me in a few inches, but had a few pounds and had deep brown eyes, and there was something in those orbs that gave me unsettling chills. He was wearing a clean shirt for someone who came to trade.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Scared to see his pitch dark blue eyes which were filled with killing intent as he wants to strangle her to death. She reminisced about the moment of the past when he grabbed her neck, nearly choking her to death. That day, she was frightened to see his dark blue eyes filled with killing intent as she was now. Today he was looking at the same DEVIL as he looked at that day. He was staring at her with his bloodshot red eyes. It was like his stare was piercing through her soul.

That color. That brilliant, cosmic blue was still swirling faintly in her pupils before fading back to her natural shade of green. My gut twisted. I had seen the terrified faces of Bilan and Wollan, had seen the bodies of the men who had lost their lives while serving the kingdom. Based on all reports, those Direwolves had those exact same glowing, cosmic blue eyes. And then came the sound. The violent tremor that had just rocked the earth was followed instantly by that ancient, primordial howl ripping through the peaks.

Although she is a turned Marcos had a nagging suspicion somehow she could be connected with the royals he loathed. “Enough of this” Talon stated pushing Seb out the way to have a look at her himself. Similar to Seb he pried open her eye. The pupil that he saw took his breathe away. No, it can’t be its impossible! He locked eyes with his master silently asking him to look at her. Marcos walked over slowly to look at the eye Talon still held open. All three men stared in utter disbelief at the bright blue eye with spots of moving gold specks in the center. No one said a word as Talon continued to hold it open. The silence around them was deafening as they all thought about the impossible occur

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."

I still couldn't help but sneak peeks at him as I ate though. I had just turned my head to sneak another peak at Eddie when I noticed him. He was quite tall and incredibly gorgeous with the most beautiful green eyes I had ever seen. His skin was bronzed and nearly as dark as my own, which only made his eyes stand out that much more. But it wasn't his Greek God stature or his incredible good looks that had caught my attention. No, it was the marking on his right eyeball that made me stare. I had never seen anything like it before. It was a thin black ring with a shiny opalescent center that reminded me of a full moon, and he had the same marking just behind his right ear as well, only much la

Cyrus First Person Point Of View "Cyrus, you are definitely hiding something. It shows all over your face." He leaned in close, and I couldn't help flinching, stepping backward until my shoulders were pressed into the wall. "I swear," I said, attempting to wipe away my eyes, which just refused to stop being all watery. "I didn't mean to—" “Enough!” he bellowed, rattling the entire room. "Hey, stop crying and listen for once!"

The silk that wraps around her body glistens with every move, and her face—Selena can hardly believe it—her face almost mirrors Selena’s. And then, she is standing in front of her. She is tall, a bit taller than Selena, but not anything older than 20-years old by Selena’s guess, with an air of grace that seems too perfect. Nevertheless, what strikes Selena the most is the girl’s eyes colors—dark, like the void, with an impossible ring of light blue that glows faintly—dark irises encircled by a sublime ring of pale blue light. It’s the same eerie glow as Selena’s… a reflection of Selena’s own the night she tore Charmaine apart—the night the bloodlust consumed her entirely, when she ripped Cha