The Golden Eyes Netflix Novels & Stories

She slowly reached toward his face. "Your eyes..." Rowan caught her hand gently before it touched his cheek. For the first time since she'd met him... She saw uncertainty cross his face. "You saw that." It wasn't a question. Elsie nodded slowly. "I've never..." She swallowed. "...seen eyes like that." Neither of them noticed Frank exchanging a worried glance with the palace guards. Because everyone in that room knew exactly what those golden eyes meant. And everyone knew... The Alpha's greatest secret had just been witnessed by his Luna.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I’ll wait. She stared at the message for a long time. Then she turned her phone off and tried to sleep. Sleep didn’t come easy. When it did, she dreamed of eyes, Ethan’s warm brown ones smiling at her across an airport terminal, and another pair, darker, watching from the shadows. In the dream she walked toward Ethan but kept glancing back, pulled by something she couldn’t name.

Idiots. One of the girls laughs again, practically draping herself over him now. He smiles lazily at something she says, looking completely unbothered by the attention. I make a mental note right then and there to stay as far away from him as possible. Someone that attractive has to be dangerous. Probably emotionally. Possibly physically. Definitely psychologically. Unfortunately, that’s when he looks at me. Not generally in my direction. Not accidentally. Directly at me. His bright blue eyes lock onto mine across the courtyard. And everything inside me stills. My breath catches sharply.

The man glows. His hair is long, golden, and radiant, as if it has absorbed the light of countless stars. It flows with the breeze, shimmering and shifting in the sunlight like something out of a dream. But it’s his eyes that captivate me the most—golden, not amber. Pure gold, glowing with an intensity that feels almost too bright to look at. He doesn’t belong here; he doesn’t belong anywhere I can name. There’s something otherworldly about him, something so achingly familiar that my chest tightens with a strange sense of déjà vu.

My eyes narrowed, I raised my hand, and slowly touched the mirror that showed my image which was still beautiful even with my puffy eyes. I caressed my eyes through the mirror, my movement gentle and silk. “It has always been said that Omegas have the most enchanting eyes. It is said that with omega eyes, she could capture the soul of even the most powerful alpha. And,” I paused, closed my eyes, and when I opened my eyes a second later and looked into the mirror, I felt my heart skip a beat because what returned my gaze wasn't my usual brown eyes, but ones that shone with a golden spark.

He has me lay in the bed, raise my tip to reveal my stomach and he squirted gel on me, “this shouldn’t take long, let just look around and see what we can find!” Damon is staring at the screen just waiting for something to pop up. I see his eyes squinting trying to figure out the screen but he has no clue what he’s looking for. I think he looks super cute but I will know it when I see it.

He inhaled slow and deep, eyes fluttering shut like he’d just smelled the best meal of his life. When his eyes opened again, they weren’t green anymore. They were glowing gold. Wolf eyes. And they were locked on me.

Her gaze is so calm, opposite from the fear she feels inside. Delta Viddar watch Narrah as she defiantly stared back at the Alpha, without a trace of intimidation. The Alpha's intimidating gaze fixed to the puny girl who seem to be unaffected by his mere presence. Narrah is simply drawn to the masculine aura the Alpha is imposing on her like an irresistible force seems to pull her to the depth of the man's dark gaze. The red-eye monster earlier has the unusual golden eyes in his human form, now glowing as the dusk enveloped the highland. Darkness is everywhere.

Maybe this treasure has been for me all along, and I just found it right on time. I have never liked anything as irrational as when she was moaning the office down because her tight pussy could barely take in my fingers. The thought of my dick inside that narrow opening has been afflicting me since I left her. She watched me with those droopy beige eyes that were mostly bright gold. That’s how her eyes look when she’s aroused. The cornea of her eyes flashes bright gold, letting out all the light it could offer, and the pupil remains dark, surrounded by bright golden lights.