Strike Eyes Novels & Stories

Eskylrious turned his eyes away then glared at Emre . " You dare scare my bride and touch her with those filthy hands of yours . Just whose woman do you think you are offending ? " said Eskylrious and threw another electricity attack towards Emre . Emre screamed in pain from Eskylrious's flames . Emre raised his head and glared at him . When he saw Eskylrious's red eyes , she felt nervous and tried to get away from him . " R...Red eyes ?!.....Get those eyes away from me ! Get that cursed look away from me . " said Emre with a scared expression .

My eyes were shut so tight that I felt as though my eyeballs were going to rip through the lids and pop out. I prayed and prayed that it wasn't who I think it was. I slowly opened my eyes to see the same blue green eyes staring at me with a smirk on his face. His hand was still clasped around my mouth and the pressure on my jaw was painful. I licked his palm as a defense mechanism. It always worked with my sister and it did work on him too. His mouth turned into this hybrid between a grimance and disgust, he withdrew his hand faster than I could blink and gave me the stink eye.

I stared around the class, looking at the faces with different expressions, some of them were smiling, definitely in a mocking way, some where just glowering as if they should stand up and kick my ass out of the classroom while some were staring with surprise. Suddenly, after my eyes roam around the classroom still looking for more threats, my eyes landed upon four brown blazing eyes, mouth pouted as a sign of irritation, they are already staring back at me. I gasped in shock and everything went still for the moment. Sasha Bells' and Daniel Gilder's. Those were the eyes I was looking into and these blazing eyes were as well still staring at me with such hatred I had expected. "Hey Alle babe.

"Argh! What makes you think you have the right to strike him like that, you old hag?" When Sylvia saw her beloved man getting slapped by me, she rushed toward me while shrieking at the top of her lungs. She was acting like a protective mother hen at the moment. I decided to ignore Sylvia, opting to stare at Marcus instead. Sylvia shoved me roughly, causing my abdomen to crash against the edge of the bed. Color drained from my face instantly as waves of intense pain hit me. I could barely stand up straight because of the excruciating pain.

He held a vicious glint and blood lust while hers, terror. Green against the grey. And just like that his eyes held hers and stared into her green eyes. He goes blank as he looked at the teen in his arm. Her teary eyes looked into his as if she had accepted her fate. His grey eyes widened slightly, clearly mesmerized by the beauty of her green orbs. His eyes make a quick assessment of her face. Tiny freckles scattered all over her nose and by its sides. Those small brown dots on her face looked clear as fresh tears kept constantly rolling down her face. Her cheeks flushed and red. She had a small pointy nose.

The crowd was dense, but I pushed through and made a beeline for the stairs. I drew nearer and the individual glanced up and met my gaze briefly before averting his eyes. I kept back a bit, waiting for them to take the first step. Another buzz. I did not even need to check my phone to know who it was. "Close enough?" I smiled and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and leaned in somewhat and spoke a bit softer. “You the one texting me?” He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye.

“You, beast! I’m taking everything I own from now on. Do you understand?” Sean just stared at me without saying a single word. Glints of pain flickered in his eyes, but I was already numb to his fake intentions. Note: unedited

“I'll rip your tongue out, son of a bitch.” Katie growled, but he only reacted by pressing his body even harder against her, which only fueled her need. Her own body was betraying her. “Who the hell are you?” he growled, his voice piercing her skin, giving her goosebumps. He was so close to her that she stared right into her silvery eyes, which were swirling with power; this wasn't normal, even for werewolves; eyes weren't meant to do that.

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"

Cleaner. Anger. The kind that didn’t eat inward but burned outward. A faint pressure built behind my eyes. I paused in a patch of shadow, lifting a hand to my temple. As I did, the world around the edges of my vision brightened for a blink. I caught my reflection in a narrow, leaded window. My eyes flashed silver. Just once. Just a ring of light around the pupils, there and gone. A spike of pain lanced through my skull—sharp, bright, then fading to a dull throb.