Super Power Eyes Novels & Stories

His tears fell, too, conveying the depth of his pain he has yet the capacity to comprehend. WHOOSH! Gusts of winds sent their photo memento adrift the air current while waves swallowed the rusty scissors unbeknownst to them because of the unprecedented arrival of two mystical beings from rivalling sides. They realized later they sucked in a sharp breath in unison. The moon illuminated Iridescent against shallow waters, she was divine encapsulated through her enchanting silver eyes. Whereas Gallus who appeared ruthless in grim black suits, flicked his fingers on Eli's forehead wasting no time.

Jayden growled. “I will find her before you will, she will be mine!” he growled and disappeared before Gage could grab him. “So, what happened to her, where is she?” Gage asked. “She has been sent back to the past, she will not remember anything that has happened, she doesn’t know who we are. Her powers are bound until the wars break out again." Jayden said. “Gray Eyes has been rebound.” He said before disappearing into the darkness with the other vampires, until another war breaks out every supernatural realm would live in peace, Gray Eyes would remain asleep until she is needed again, wars always happen, how long would it last this time?

Atlantis was a city of vast proportions, yet the Seventy-two Heavenly Immortal-slaying Formation took up a third of the total area. The formation even had a world of its own. Since Alex had a sword heart now, he was able to manipulate the formation as he pleased. A small ray of silver light flowed within both his eyes. The superpower was once again used—X-ray vision. Previously, part of the silver rays was left within Alex’s eyes after the woman in a red dress made eye contact with him. It felt mysterious, filled with curious energy particles that had caused that incident.

"Oh, humans! Hot-blooded creatures. Impulsive. Resolute. And weak." His last assertion of me got me fired up. My eyes glowed red. Claws replaced fingers, and fangs replaced canines. It was so relieving to have my powers back. "No one dare calls me weak." I dragged a growl. "I make an example of them they'll never forget." I scanned through the light with my super sight, hoping to catch a figure. The disappointment that greeted me mocked my resolve. My vision was useless in the void. "Like you did to me?"

Abel rolled his eyes and laid down on the grass. “I… I… I have super abilities.” Zadkiel stated, fiddling with his fingers and looking at his hands. Abel sat up. “Like?” He questioned. Zadkiel was surprised that Abel didn’t laugh at him. “I can hear, see, and smell from a great distance. I have super reflexes and I’m super strong. I can run fast without getting tired and I can see things very much clear in pitch-black darkness. All my senses are enhanced. In short, super strength, super agility and super healing power.” Zadkiel explained, feeling more confident as he saw Abel invested in the conversation without making Zadkiel feel like he had gone crazy.

I am not very smart but I know enough to know that any werewolf who annoys her will suffer and not a little. “I really want to stab you right now.” I tell him sincerely. “I can see that in your eyes.” “How can you see that in my eyes?” “It is like a super power of mine. I see things in peoples eyes.” I was tempted to ask if he was a paranormal creature just like me but it would be weird if he wasn’t and I’d just reveal my existence to a human so I held my tongue.

He said with his eyebrow cocked. "Of course I am. I am majoring in Werewolf Genetics." I mumbled with a lazy eyeroll. What did this guy take me for? "However you can tell Superior Wolves by their eye colour which ranges from midnight blue to bright blue.'' He began once more, I hummed lazily as I half listened to whatever it was Earl was going on about. My eyes fluttered shut, the pain leaving my body. ''The brighter the eyes, the higher and stronger the power. Your wolf has azure coloured eyes right?'' He asked and I agreed with another lazy hum. ''Is your wolf's name Terror?''

For the rest of those two months, Javier went nowhere. He stayed in Medb, researching the Grimoire of Five until he finally understood the powers of his eyes. He possessed superhuman powers because of them, though not exactly like the powers of superheroes in movies. He could look into the future and see danger. He could even predict what might happen.

"What do you need? What are you saying?" Her eyes flutter open, seemingly normal again. But when she turns to face me, I can see that her irises have turned from soft brown to scalding bright blue. The kind of blue that suggests power. Supernatural power. It's like time itself is in her gaze and now she's just looking at all of us like we're her subjects.

Strong jawline, cheekbones that could slice glass, and lips that held no warmth. But it was his eyes that stole my breath. Those unnerving pale irises, not quite grey or blue, but something in between. Almost silver. Almost white. Like frost on glass. Eyes that saw everything. Eyes that burned through you. His thick dark hair was styled neatly, swept away from his face. Everything about him screamed dominance, cold beauty, and unshakable power. “You’re late,” he said coolly, his gaze skimming over my dress lingering for a second too long.