The Silver Eyes Graphic Novels & Stories

She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain. “The Supreme Magus?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt. “The treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as Olken Vaud.

“I asked you to watch that girl to give me a report about her. You've said nothing ever since I gave you the order. Now I've received about three reports about them seeing her eyes flashing silver. Are you purposely hiding that from me? Or you genuinely didn't see?” “S-Silver eyes?” My jaw slackened, and I gawked at him in disbelief. “I genuinely have no idea about that. If she had such a record, she couldn't be in this school. It's forbidden and even extinct. How does someone with such be in here?”

I turned, and a wolf stood a few paces away. Isa. Her silver-gray fur shimmered in the strange light. Her eyes, sharp and golden, locked with mine. She was bigger than I had ever seen her, taller, proud, alive in a way that made my heart race. “Isa,” I breathed. “You’re here too?” Always, her voice rang in my head, deep and steady. I am you. I am the part that fights when you are tired. The voice that growls when you want to give up. I did not leave you, even when you bled. I never will.

Athena gulped. “Wh—what about her eyes?” She wanted to know. Her lips trembling now and she wasn't even chilly. Xavier's eyes flashed black and his voice dropped to a low, menacing octave. “They were silver.” Athena gasped. “Please don't let him eat me," she mumbled terrified before throwing herself back into Xavier's arms.

Silver eyes said to me as he dragged his chair to sit so close to me and looked me directly in the eye. “You still don’t know how to control your appendages; they’re wagging like you just finished having a treat.” Silver eyes teased me and I blushed, that was foul! How could he compare me to a dog, I was a wolf! A beautiful silver wolf! I had noticed my silver tail when I was eating earlier but I just chose not to mention it.

He could see the red eyes of Dan's werewolf shimmering and he knew that he was only seconds away from a fate worse than death. He quickly thought of a plan. He had remembered that his brother had a high weakness to silver and he knew that he had gotten a silver ring in his pocket. He quickly removed the ring and used the edge of his cloth as he held it up to his brother's face. He spoke in a soothing voice. "Dan, I know you are angry, but please remember that I am still your brother. I am your family. Please, I beg of you, spare me and let me go. I will never bother you or your family again, I swear." Dan snarled and growled, but the silver seemed to be having an effect. He slowly began to s

The silver doors didn't just open; they were shredded. My mother, Selene, stepped through the smoke. Half of her face was still the beautiful woman I remembered, but the other half was a terrifying web of glowing silver wires and cold steel. Her left eye was a red camera lens that pulsed with every beat of my heart. "You look surprised, Lyra," she said. Her voice was a mix of a human whisper and a grinding machine. "Did you think a little lava could stop the evolution of the Silver Line?"

“How come Wolf hasn’t kicked Dawson’s ass to the other side of the goddamn planet? I think that if any of my Gunner’s boys had done what Dawson and his new MC have done – broken faith, lied to their brothers, started a new club, picked up all their former MC’s contracts – then Gunner would have had his MC riot and rampage until the streets ran with blood. Wolf Connor is no shrinking violet, and he’s sure as hell no angel… no way he’d have a major problem taking a life or two, if it came to that. So – why hasn’t he made a statement that way?” Silver levelled her with a look and Nell blinked. The man had the most incredible eyes that she’d ever seen in a human face, like pure moonlight ripplin

Silver was still everywhere, directing like a maestro, staring at the naked and writhing bodies, probably getting his next inspiration from the inferno. He had already pulled away from Marco, but his own cock which was now free, was still throbbing and magnificent. Lila and Echo lay tangled, breathing hard, their thighs slick from the intense scissoring that had just torn them apart. Echo’s hungry pale gray eyes took me in, then flicked to Silver as if asking for permission. The artist was lounged in his chair, his dick glistening from Marco’s ass juice, half-hard while he caressed the tits of a new woman.

“How—how are we supposed to fight all of them?” “We’re not,” Elira said through clenched teeth. She grabbed his wrist, pulling him forward. “We’re supposed to survive.” They broke into a clearing, moonlight spilling across the grass. For a heartbeat Kaelen thought they had escaped—then he saw silver eyes glinting in every direction. The pack had surrounded them. The largest wolf padded forward, blood still dripping from its wounded shoulder. It towered over Kaelen, the smell of musk and iron thick around it.