The Golden Eyes Netflix Novels & Stories

It was my heart, which seemed to swell into a mallet and swing against my rib cage, a drum full of dirt that might burst at any moment. At last, he came into my sight, making his way toward me. His eyes...his eyes were what captivated me. Rings of gold encased the pupils of his eyes, like a craftsman who made the vessel that was his body and poured pure, melted gold into that vessel leaving only his eyes to show what was held within. And yet his eyes showed that the melted gold never hardened...but rather shifted and moved as his eyes did, giving it life, showing strength as well as warmth. It was enchantingly beautiful...the mesmerizing rich color that resided in his golden eyes. He can bur

"Using their own daughter as a sacrifice! They are monsters!" Grandma held my face gently. "Is there a cure?" Zelda pulled a silver bracelet from her cloak. It looked exactly like a coiled snake with glowing eyes. "This is my artifact. It tracks dark magic," Zelda clamped it on my wrist. "Find the totem. Smash it. The one who cursed you will explode and die." I touched the warm silver. "But be careful, child," Zelda warned. "The totem is heavily guarded. Evil spirits will attack anyone who gets close."

His golden eyes locked onto mine. "What exactly are you?" End of Chapter 8

I close my eyes. "I need you to keep your eyes open love" I open my eyes again, I want to tell him that I can't do it, but it's too difficult, I can't find the words and I am too tired. My eyes start fluttering close but he calls me again, "Calista, open your eyes" He orders me this time– in a voice that leaves no room for disagreement, a voice that sounds so wholly other and some part of me, the part of me that gave me the strength to fight a wolf, the part of me that recognises Max as something other obeys. My eyes fly open and I hold his stare. There is no emotion whatsoever reflected on his face, but his eyes, have a panicked look to them, but that's not what rips a soundless gasp from m

ANGELA’S POV My eyes flew open and I couldn’t breathe right. Those eyes… fuck, they were pure molten gold, feral, locked on me like I was the only thing in the world. His wolf was right there, barely leashed. My heart slammed against my ribs so hard I felt it in my throat.

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.

Taking 20 Omegas from Alpha Damien was not my intention but since he's the one who asked for this, I accepted his offer but he asked me a great deal in return if I'll be able to find that girl inside his jurisdiction. I sense weakness to most of them especially a girl with golden hair. She also looks too young to get chosen. I shifted my gaze to the two Omegas who's seems arguing from the start as they arrived the room. The one with pure blue eyes caught my attention. She was an Omega but getting a different shade of eyes was a bit extraordinary. Having a golden eyes will make you recognize as Omega wolves because it's their common shade. She also looks tough and interesting. A smirk came ou

We look at one another in confusion at what we are witnessing and had me questioning just how much of a gift the Goddess has given her. “Caterina, your eyes… How?” my brother stutters, looking at me as if I had the answers as to why my mate’s eyes now glistened gold.

Natasha The second those armed wolves stepped into the chamber, everything that was already falling apart around us somehow became even worse because now it didn’t just feel like we were trapped in a collapsing facility anymore, it felt like we were standing inside a place where nobody was meant to leave alive. The woman at the front had glowing golden eyes just like the man with the silver blade, but hers looked colder, sharper, like she had already made up her mind about every single person in this room before she even saw us properly.

His chest was heaving, his sword out, and golden eyes flashing with the something wild. Behind him: Selene, Dorian, Rhea, Elias—the former battle-scarred, twitchy, poised for a fight if they needed to make it in. My heart clenched. They had come for me. Ethan’s eyes bore into mine, searching, desperate. “Step away from it.” I hesitated. The figure with the golden eyes sighed. “They don’t understand, Jessica. Ethan hissed, taking a step forward. “I understand enough.”