The Six Eyes Novels & Stories

The massive steel doors were an anomaly, an industrial scar cut directly into the ancient, volcanic heart of Mount Meru. They stood twenty feet high, built flush against the jagged basalt, coated in a thick layer of yellow sulfur and centuries of subterranean grime. Above the seam where the two doors met, the faded, painted logo of 'Six'—a circle bisected by intersecting lines—stared down at them like a blind, mechanical eye.

"Wait Leia, in the center of the light that came out of the stone, you did not see any figure?” "Now that you ask me sir, then a very strange being appeared, he had six hands, and a huge sword, all black and red.” "Did you have jars?” "Yes, yes sir, several and three eyes. One in the center of the forehead. And she had no lips, her teeth were visible.” "I was reading, you told me that when we were very young and I didn't believe you," Enril interrupted her, "are you sure you didn't get it from your imagination?”

He read it out-loud. “There are five elements, fire, water, wind, teleportation, and dreams. But since the element of fire divided into two there are six elements. So far I can contact three elements and we only need to know the other two. Teleportation and Wind. Since you’re brother is good at researching, I’ll leave that task up to you guys.” “What? What’ll she even do that’s unfair!” Roxced shouted, “How’d she know I’m good at research when you didn’t even say anything and How’d she know all that stuff?”

Between the material, I made eye contact with the first. His eyes were ocean blue. Maldives blue. Soft and clear. I felt the bond slip into place. Felt my world teeter and fall. I scrambled against the wall. Curled up on myself in the process. I looked towards the second one. Dark orbs stared back. Almond-shaped eyes. Long lashes. His eyes reminded me of a sturdy rock when the ocean wanted to swallow you whole. The second bond slipped into place. And I slipped into darkness.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

Even though he had a friendly smile his eyes were sending me an entirely different signal. The cold black depths of those eyes made my stomach turn painful in fear. It wasn’t the same as looking into Six’s the first time I had met him because somewhere deep inside me I had known that it wasn’t me that he was looking at but those black ones they were staring right at me. Those black holes were filled with something vile. Those eyes wanted me dead. “So this is your new girlfriend.” The sound of his voice brought bumps to my arms. Even though he wasn’t talking to me his eyes were still trained to mine.

He stood tall, taller than any mortal man, his 6’8” frame towering over me with an elegance that was as terrifying as it was mesmerizing. The dim glow that remained from the symbols on the floor revealed his features. His eyes were the first thing I noticed: twin pools of molten gold and crimson, their depths swirling with an intensity that made my breath catch. They glowed faintly in the dark, sharp and serpentine, as though they could see through every lie, every secret, every hidden corner of my soul. His gaze pinned me in place, rendering me both enthralled and terrified.

A strange look, a mixture of disbelief and surprise, perhaps mirroring what was emanating from his own eyes. Blinking once, Garrett almost couldn't believe what he was seeing. But it couldn't be a mistake. No. Those were the same eyes he had seen in the dim lights of the nightclub. Eyes he hadn't seen since he woke up that morning. Eyes that had been missing for six long months. In his heart, Garrett whispered the name with uncertainty. Elice? *

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.