Strike Eyes Novels & Stories

SKYLAR I wipe down the mirror and then look at my reflection. I take a sharp breath in as the sunken look around my eyes is gone and there is more colour in my cheeks. Again, Iris seems to giggle at me in my head. I look into the mirror, staring at my reflection and say, “What are you giggling about?” I watch as the eyes, my eyes, change to the ones I saw in my dream and she says, “You have it bad…”

I skillfully walk over to the light switch , the light burns my sore eyes – leaving me to squint until they properly adjust. My legs slowly move , one after the other – my movements lack will. My eyes look at my feet , and when they stop – I slowly lift my head to see what I had stopped in front of. My eyes meet with a pair of red , swollen , empty eyes – all I could do was look at them and watch how blank and how they lacked any emotion. Stray hair strands are plastered to my face , due to the tears sticking them to my skin. Something catches my eyes as they blink towards my chest. Three nail drag marks are drawn against my chest – a little blood is visible , but it is just a scrap wound. T

Evelyn noticed a subtle change in his eyes, a dull, dark red color flaring around the edges of his black pupils. "I'll make it change." Irzey stared at her and repeated the words again, as if reciting some ancient incantation. "I'll make it change." ...... ...... Evelyn opened her eyes suddenly, breathing erratically and gasping slightly as she stared blankly up at the high ceiling, only to feel the dreamy, slightly scary looking eyes belonging to Irzey staring straight back at her even at this very moment. She let out a long breath, turned her face sideways, and bumped into a turquoise eye.

I just stare at him as he tosses backward into one of the garbage cans. I glanced up at my redeemer; there he was, the man who was clouding my thoughts. I was hypnotized by his bright chocolatey eyes with a hint of gold dancing in his iris, which chilled me to the bones. I swear I saw wrath in those eyes, which looked just like those of a monster out to destroy everything in his path.

Ash asked. "Yes. It was called "eyes of mortem" because once you looked at it or she used it on you, you'd end up dead. She was using eyes of mortem when she wanted to kill her enemy in just a snap or when she wanted to finish her fight already. Actually, she has another eye. It was called the "eyes of infernum" or "eyes of hell." She was using it when she wanted her enemy to experience hell. You will experience unbearable pain that can cause you to go insane. It was all just an illusion, but the pain and death you will experience are real. If she used it on you and you wouldn't be able to go outside of her illusions you can never go outside of that illusion. You will be forever stuck on it.

‘No, Scar! Don’t close your eyes!’ Ulva’s voice echoed urgently in Scarlett’s mind, causing her to groan in response to yet another punishing blow. She felt another hit, and her body burnt in pain. But then, a primal growl erupted from the depths of Scarlett’s being, signaling a profound shift within her. In a dramatic twist, her eyes burst open, ablaze with an orange inferno adorned with a silver sparkle. Like a fierce storm, she unleashed a rapid and calculated punch, feeling a satisfying connection before the air filled with a sharp grunt.

Her big golden eyes turn looking at me directly, and for the first time I notice that her eyes look as though they are swirls of golden lava moving. “Is everything ok? Your looking at me funny” I laugh “Sorry, your eyes they almost look as though the colour is swirls moving” She blushes once again, looking down at her hands “It’s from my fathers bloodline, Blackstorm that's why our eyes look as though its a storm with the swirls” I can’t help but smile at her, I could listen to her all day; Focus Darnick for goodness sake.

she said finally, her voice not more than a whisper, “I need you to stop your eyes from glowing. Please.” Shit! I picked up one of the silver plates, turning it over to catch my reflection. To my astonishment, my eyes were glowing. How was that possible? I shook my head in disbelief, scolding my inner wolf for this unexpected phenomenon. After a few calming breaths and some intentional blinking, I opened my eyes again, hoping to find them back to normal.

I stood up and sighed. "I'm in." Before I could blink again, Annalise's eyes turned red, I watched as Hector's turned into it's animals amber eyes. Francis had striking electric blue eyes. Mrs Pierce had emerald eyes similar to mine, although hers looked like they were turning blue. Harris had a deep red to his irises. Emilio had flaming orange eyes. My vision turned next into a bright green. It was official, we were now a pack. "Whoa, cool." Emilio commented as he looked around at the others who were smiling as well. My vision when back to normal and my pendant glowed once accepting this as much as I did.

"Is something wrong with my face?" She picked up a hand mirror and screamed once she made eye contact with her reflection. "What the hell?!" She got to her feet, refusing to believe the unusually red eyes belonged to her. The almond shaped jewels were bloodshot and tears welled up in them. Strange. "What's wrong with your eyes?" The kid asked and she glared at him for a minute before returning her gaze to the mirror. Jeremy got to his feet and a book about lycanthropy fell from his laps. Just as he bent to pick it up, Maris gasped when her eyes sparked and the mirror slipped from her hand the moment the bruise around her wrist stung.