The Silver Eyes Graphic Novels & Stories

Not to mention, how all day long whenever her eyes caught his, they were already gazing heatedly at hers. While enjoying the blaring music and neon lights around her, Gracie and Sira, nearly at the same time, found the missing silver man. His eyes glued to the table with his brows stubbornly knitted. Gracie could also notice his grip around the shot glass, clenching hard. If anyone batted their eyes towards him, they would pick up his angered expression in a given second.

The ancient symbols between his eyebrows flickered, and the Evil Breaking Eye was suddenly released. “Hum” Streaks of silver light, like silver silk threads, instantly formed an endless trace and quickly spread around in a fan shape. Wherever it went, all the Bloodthirsty Golden Mosquitoes were directly wrapped up without any remnants!

We must stay prepared, as one day we will be called upon to assist them as we are the wolfsbane shield of the God. Holy shit. I blinked, my hands were shaking now, uncontrollably. Quickly I reread the lesson, somethings stuck out... gold eyes... silver eyes.... I gasped. What??? I hurried to the mirror and looked at my reflection again and willed my power forward. My eyes turned gold like before... my mate... her eyes were silver when she was using hers... where they always silver??? I hurried to the framed picture of the two of us at her shifting party. Her wolf’s eyes... they were silver... but more of a greyish silver, not the defined bright silver that they were now. Wait... I looked thr

I can’t take my eyes off him. "Different worlds are not enough to keep us apart." I stared at him as he said those words to me. I can smell his enchanting scent because of how close we are to each other. His face was blurry. The only thing that I could see clearly are his eyes; those eyes that express more than one emotion. Eyes that sparkle the same way the fireflies danced around us. It’s as if I can see through his soul because of it. We are smiling at each other while lying on the grass, under the bright full moon.

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

Damien Silver’s eyes were wide open, and they were staring intently at her. Her shriek filled the room as she jumped away from him, shocked by what she had just seen. A few seconds later, she returned to his bedside, and his eyes were wide open, staring at her. He was indeed awake, and it was a miracle, one she had prayed earnestly for. “Mr. Silver, you are awake. Can you hear me?” She asked after regaining from the wave of shock that had flowed through her. He blinked but didn’t say a word, and then she noticed it - the disorientation in his eyes and the furrowed lines of confusion on his forehead.

Tears began to pour from my eyes, blurring the world as colors shifted and shadows receded. "Hush, Little One." Silver’s voice wrapped around my consciousness with a brush of soft fur. Fur that soothed the terror and dulled the pain. "I have you." Perception shifted until it looked like I was viewing the world from a distance. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t obey my commands. "You just rest. All will be well." Little by little, my body fought back the change. No. Silver fought back the change. She kept us human. She kept the others safe.

he threatened. His eyes began to redden, and he began to grow in size as he shifted, I was mortified, the furs appeared, and his bones cracked abnormally as he yelped out and groaned. I took a careful step back, what was happening to him? Finally, he stopped on all fours once more, but his eyes remained blood red, there was drool coming from the side of his mouth, and he looked enraged like he had gotten a disease, then again I wouldn't know, he had just injected himself with silver which made me wonder if it would kill him, it's silver anyway but isn't that why they were experimenting on it in the first place.

Everything kept getting worse and the healer suddenly pushed through the crowd, his face looked pale, very pale. He stopped directly in front of Nyra. “Your eyes.” Nyra swallowed. “What about them?” The healer looked shaken. “I’ve never seen anything like them.” Cassian frowned. “What do you mean?” The healer hesitated and then answered carefully. “The silver.” Silence returned and the healer pointed at Nyra. “No known wolf bloodline possesses silver eyes.” A murmur spread through the court, fear returned immediately and Nyra wanted to disappear, wanted to run away, wanted everybody to stop looking at her.

DEX Something about her changes right before my eyes. For a heartbeat, I can’t feel her through our bond — as if she’s vanished — but then, her presence rushes back like a wave. Lydia raises her head, and when our eyes meet, I freeze. Her irises are no longer their usual color; they’ve turned a brilliant shade of silver. In fact, all of her seems made of light, glowing softly like molten metal.