Tobias Ghost Eyes 소설 & 이야기

“At least allow me to breathe,“ She clenched out, repeatedly jamming her fist into his chest. “As you wish, princess,“ His hold loosened and for the first time since he snagged her up, she got to see his eyes. A pair of bluish-grey eyes were boring holes in her. For a second, she got lost in them. She's never been big on staring into people's eyes but out of the few she'd stared at, these bluish-grey eyes stand out the most. She'd never seen eyes with so much depth and a frightening dose of sadness, mixed with a horror vibe that seizes your breath. Who is this guy? Ghost forced himself to break eye contact. She was staring too deeply like she could see his soul. He felt vulnerable to her st

,I continued. “It's really naïve” ,Jacob shook his head, “The memory that you see in Giselle's eyes is a living memory, and Elsa Hillton is just a wandering soul. You can see spirits when they want to show you or you have to get their frequency right. Giselle's yin and yang eyes are a pair of eyes with very strong yin so she can see ghosts anywhere, but since it was replaced for you, the power of her eyes has decreased so it must be so I can only see things related to the old case.”

They grunted and swayed where they stood. “What-” Tobias asked but coughed on blood. I watched as the veins in his eyes became visible and blood started to run from his eyes. His eyes popped and he screamed as it dripped down his cheeks. He grabbed at his face and thrashed as he tried to break free of Nyx’s power.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

Tobias Voss was a giant despite his age, and his sharp gaze cut past me like I wasn’t even there. And then I saw his eyes locked onto Knox. Knox’s easygoing expression immediately hardened as Tobias stepped inside without an invitation. “Well.” Tobias drawled with his voice dripping with disdain. “If it isn’t my least favorite ghost from the past.” Knox leaned back in his chair, feigning nonchalance, but I caught the way his fingers twitched. “Tobias. Still kicking, huh? Guess grudges keep you alive longer.” A muscle in Tobias’s jaw pulsed. I didn’t even know these two had history. I stayed frozen by the counter contemplating between stepping in and staying out of whatever this was.

His vampire fought off more but his witch—his witch was the cause of this. There was no light in his mind though. He felt like a shell cracking inside himself. He sadly wasn't allowed to feel anything but the pain they caused. His demons didn't let him. "Zayn," Toby raised his head up to see his red eyes glowing. He was taken aback when he saw the black swirl in his red orbs. Blue blood dripped off from his nose unto his bare chest. That was definitely not normal. Toby thought shakily. "Zayn, snap out of it. Fight it," Toby shouted looking at Zayn who all of a sudden growled loudly.

My stomach tightened with anxiety. Elijah sat in his chair, his face like stone. Behind him, his right-hand man stared at me as the smell of herbs wafted through the air. In my time in the pack, I’d learned that Tobias, the pack mystic, had witch blood, which allowed him to use magic. He was like me, though I hadn’t revealed that knowledge, even to Caleb. I was embarrassed I couldn’t cast a simple spell, and meanwhile, Tobias was using herbs to induce psychic visions.

He frowned and released the petite black leather-clad girl from his grasp. It was probably only as short as a breath before Tobias realized that Alicia's olive-green eyes had turned into golden wolf pupils, but her slim, white wrists were still smooth and showed no signs of shifting. In order to avenge his parents, Tobias believed he had forged a heart of strength and courage, unafraid of anything. But strangely, looking at those golden eyes, he felt a sense of fear, unable to meet her gaze directly. Mae coughed on the ground, feeling her breath return after a while. She looked up at her dear friend, appearing not well at all. Steadily getting up, her voice hoarse, she asked, "Allie, what ha

I shrug at Ghost as the Collector snaps up at him. “What group am I?” I ask Ghost; he doesn’t look back at the computer, which means he’s already looked for the information. I can’t say I blame him; I’d want every bit of information I can get if I were travelling with someone like me. "E," Ghost says flatly. “What the fuck is group E and why is Elle in it?” Ghost snarls down at him; his eyes change to a flat red colour, making him look like a demon, when he looks at me, his eyes have returned to normal. I wonder if his eyes going red are like when Gideon’s turn yellow.

Ghost is a dark fae, which means he’s greedy, likes death, and likes pretty women with spunk. His short white hair is spiked. Ghost wears a black sleeveless hoodie and black and white checkered jeans with black boots. His eyebrows, nose, and lips are all pierced with gages in both ears. His pointed ears give him away that he is fae. Ghost has all black eyes, much like one would think a demons would be if they were real. Some things are just stories made up of distorted truths. Demons and angels fall into that category. Ghost's pasty white skin almost glows under the glow of the flashing lights.