Toad Sage Eyes Novels & Stories

I close my eyes shut and open them. Dora's eyes filled with tears, she slowly kneels in the middle of the road, there was still a little black stain on the ground from the accident, she uses her shaky hands to touch it "I don't want to believe you're the one who's gone". I walk close to her and place my hands on her shoulder "soon everything will be revealed" my eyes suddenly caught something, it was an old man with a homeless look, sited in a small wooden caravan, selling some very cheap fake jewellery.

IVY POV My eyes glister open, blinking twice my view cleared and the first thing I saw was a pair of eyes; cold blue eyes. "Mother Teresa is finally awake." Toad smiled staring at my face. His face was just a fingertip away from mine. "I was starting to think that you are never going to wake up." He said; his barfly breath brushing across my face. I blinked twice settling on how and where I was. I looked to my left and then to my right, I was in the same room I got out from.

They had even sent invitations to far off lands in the hope that their daughter's mate would attend. Standing up, Wren stretched out her stiff joints and took one last long look around her sanctuary before shaking the dead grass from her long auburn locks and allowing her wolf Sage to come forward. After shifting, Sage stood there for a moment enjoying the feeling of the gentle breeze blowing through her red fur. Her ice blue eyes looked to the stars and then to the moon that hung above her. Her ears pricked, turning, taking in the noises of the night.. There was chirping made by the crickets and from somewhere near the brook a frog croaked out across the meadow. She heard a large owl hoot i

I didn't even know when I took off running. I ran far away from the pack's hospital, shifting immediately I left the border. I just kept running, far far into the trees of Adirondack. I stopped when I came in contact with another Wolf. Compared to my huge black wolf, this wolf was pure white. Just as it sensed my presence, it looked at me and I saw the bluest eyes I had ever seen in all my years of being alive. I stared at her again and that's when I knew. I didn't just smell her, I felt her in every part of my body. My mate. My Luna. I moved closer to her and I could feel my fur burning with the heat eluding from her wolf. "Who are you?" My wolf questioned her. In wolf form I could only com

Kaze asked, “Sasha, did you feel better just now?” “I-I think so. I felt like being poked by a thousand ice needles. It’s cold and painful, but now I started to feel warm…” she said timidly. While she was explaining, Kaze retrieved the hot object from his pouch; it was the Golden Toad he got from Aiden. When he first saw the Golden Toad, he was afraid it might contain radioactive materials, so he dared not touch it. However, realizing that Aiden carried it around—knowing he was not some idiot with no common sense—dispelled Kaze’s doubts.

“Relax. I saw you search for your bonds earlier. Tell me, how many bonds did you identify for yourself?” “Two, I know them both.” Sage nods and then grips my hands a little tighter before closing her eyes. I watch in silence as her eyes flit behind her eyelids. When she opens them again, the blue has faded into a milky white, and even the black of her pupil has gone, replaced by a very pale grey. It’s the most terrifying thing I have ever seen. I really hope that is now how I look when using the gift. “Interesting,” Sage hums, and then blinks her eyes until her normal eye colouring returns.

Chaos said that made their friends tease them and she felt like her cheeks were being heated up. “Math Gregor.” A tall and handsome man with a hazel brown eye. “Orville Jones.” The other man said that is beside Math. “Reagan Harris at your service.” The other man beside Blood said he also has a unique eye color just like what Chaos and their other friends have, he has a grey eye like Death and Peace have while Chaos have ocean blue olor of eyes. “Lucas Millson” the man beside Reagan said. “Vix---” Vix tried to say but Chaos made him stop.

And then, unbidden, the image of Sage’s laugh surfaced. The way her entire face lit up, a genuine, unrestrained joy that was truly contagious. Sage's smile. It was striking, framed by the rich darkness of her hair. Those blue eyes – a startling contrast against her dark hair, they held a depth that pulled me in. She was undeniably, strikingly beautiful, and I’d found myself captivated, a subtle current of awareness every time she was close.

, I said and I could see both relief and hatred fill his eyes. "I'm sending two guys to your door Noah, no buts", Beck said and Noah had no choice but to nod and as he closed his door, we heard the lock click. "You can do that?", Beck asked and I nodded "so you can look into anybody's head and just see their deepest darkest pain and secrets". "And their guilty pleasures and what they had for breakfast even the day they were born, the tini tiny memories that we don't pay attention too but I just don't". I replied him.

One that was too dark for her own comfort, yet strangely soothing for some reason. "Open your eyes and look at me." Melrose slowly lifted her head and opened her eyes. Warm tears touched her cold cheeks as her gaze met a pair of sea-green orbs. Reed stared at her topaz eyes beaming with tears. Earlier when he heard her shout, he thought someone broke into her room, but when he went in and saw she was all alone sitting at the corner crying as if the world crushed her soul, he stopped on his track and stared at her for a moment.