The Silver Eyes Graphic Novels & Stories

Sharp cheekbones, full lips, eyes slightly tilted in a way that made her look both elegant and dangerous. But it was her eyes that held me captive. Silver. Not gray. Not blue. Not even a shade I could fully understand. Pure liquid silver, glowing faintly as if moonlight itself had been poured into her irises. Ancient. That was the first thought that came to me. Not old. Not mature. Ancient. Like those eyes had watched kingdoms rise and fall. Like they had witnessed wars, bloodshed, betrayal, and devotion long before any of us had ever existed.

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?

Penelope let out a huge breath, and gazed at her room for one last time before walking out with Eloise. Both Penny and Eloise walked into the sitting room, her eyes fell on the Silver-haired man who was standing and backing her. If only, she had not met him the other evening. As if he could feel her presence, he turned around to face her. His somehow silver eyes were calm and held an expression that no one could understand. She felt like prey and that was a feeling that was driving her crazy.

The man standing in front of me was frail. His height made him stoop. The moonlight captured his sunken eyes just right. He held a tome so thick I feared he would fall over. Despite its size it was a beautiful book. The outside was shiny black. Jewels dotted the front. The back was imbued with bright gold filigree. The man stood on an altar made of the same stuff. It was shiny black. It almost looked like water. I wanted so badly to reach out and touch it but I stopped myself. Something about this felt like a test. I don’t know why I got that impression but I dug my toes into the earth and clasped my hands behind my back.

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.

It was the only thing that made me blink and lose focus maintaining the barrier as two silver arms wrapped around my lower waist as two more snaked their way under my arms and across my breasts up to my shoulders and held me against a solid but soft ripped elongated torso filled with muscle as every move was calculated as he grunted to get up which was the only sound that was made within the silent chaos. Nine Distorted heads whipped into our direction as their oval eyes shown Red with Orange shading each pair had a different pattern in them and different shades or the two colors with Silver Iris in the center and Red and Orange flames danced and glowed in all their eyes. *Snap* A sound, lik

“There are no photos of him. No videos. Not even a name. He’s a ghost.” Narrowing her eyes, she continued. “So how exactly did you recognize the shoulders of a ghost?” I felt cornered. Exposed. The words died in my throat, and for the first time in a long while, I didn’t have an answer ready. Silver watched me coldly, her silver eyes burning with a kind of quiet betrayal I hadn’t prepared for. Not at her age. Not with that small, slender body hunched over a sketchpad like it was armor.

Silver was growing impatient by the second, so I closed my eyes, relaxed and slowly, I felt my wolf taking over. When I opened my eyes again, Mac’s reaction told me that he was now gazing down into purple eyes not blue. I was looking at him through my wolf’s eyes even though I still felt it all. And I realized that my human eyes didn’t do my mate justice. Because through Silver’s eyes, Asher was something you can only dream of. Every angle of his face, the beauty of his body…I never saw it the way my wolf did. He was divine. If only I had the talent to paint, I would have definitely painted this image Silver showed me, especially those dark amber eyes that were both deadly yet kind.

Each stroke that formed him seemed like it was intentional and it was to breathe life into an inanimate object. The most prominent feature that seemed to claw at my soul was his piercing silver eyes that seemed like it was looking directly at me. That seemed like—- Wait. Silver eyes? I looked closely. Silver eyes! I had to rub my eyes more than once to be sure I had the right eye color but there was no way one could mistake those pair of eyes for another especially when they looked directly into your soul like they knew your every thought. It was strange and alarming how the obsidian eyes that have tormented my nights and have been the subject of my dreams suddenly morph into another.

Maybe it would visible to wolf eyes only. I went to my car and wore my sweatshirt and pants. I sat in the car checking my mobile and answering the inbox. Probably my family assume that I was partying with my friends and my friends may assume I was celebrating with my family. Simply it described my world. My father Robert Silver was the gamma of Grey Lake. My brother Ryan Silver took over his place five years back. My uncle James Silver was the alpha of the pack and his elder son, my cousin more like my brother Evan Silver took his position seven years back. Evan's brother Luca and I joined as pack warriors. I turned twenty-two today. I had everything I ever asked for. I don't know how it wou