Tricky Eyes Novels & Stories

I know many would prefere something smaller, but I love the feeling of him filling every inch of me. Zurig gave a light growl and I felt Suaco suddenly wanted to take control. Zurig pulled his lips away from me, causing me to open my eyes and saw Zurig’s eyes were strange. One eye was black. Are both of them present currently. “Can you do the same?” he asked softly with a little animalistic growl in his voice.

Marcus stared at me immediately. There were flashes of shock, fear, and uneasiness in his eyes. I forced out a smile. "You know what I'm like. I've never lied to you. Besides, I don't know how to act. After all, you of all people know how tiring it is to put up an act, right?" Marcus didn't doubt me at all. He believed every word I said, just like how I once believed he'd remain loyal to me forever.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

“True Eyes” Like beacons of light in a dark night, True Eyes swiftly pierced through the cloud of obstruction in Mane’s way and revealed what was hidden beneath. Empowered by the rich power of the Supreme and fortified by the senses of a Scholar, True Eyes saw what was meant to be hidden and relayed the information to the one who defeated its former master.

"I was asking if you have more bruises than the ones on your face." "No. Nothing." I lied. I didn’t want him to know that I had gashes and a big wound was still healing in my back. "You’re not good at lying. Do you know that?" "Well, people see what I want them to see in my eyes." I was trying to confuse him, and I think it worked since his forehead creased. "So, Mr. Alpha, I’m sure you were already aware of why I was here." His eyes squinted, and I swear I saw them dilate into full black, but it was gone in seconds.

It was at least the size of a saucer. She slay a bat and spilled the blood on her body, Lucy shook but still didn't wake up. Her wheezy, cackling voice rose higher and higher as she neared the end of her incantation. A row of teeth, blackened and broken into stubs, like old tombstones, lay below her cruel and jagged eyebrows. They hinted at her cruelty as they arced up and over her dead-fish eyes like sickles. Those eyes suddenly shimmered with the spite of a thousand years as she turned fully towards Travis and pinned him with her gaze.

Tracy was watching me from her chair with the sharp, narrowed focus she sometimes got when the confusion lifted briefly. I was nearly done with the midday medication round, file closed, ready to leave, when she spoke. "That child," Tracy said. "She’s yours?" "Yes," I said. Tracy's eyes moved over my face with that calculating look that had nothing foggy about it. "She has unusual eyes," she said, after a moment. "Yes," I said, and picked up the file. "Hazel," Tracy said, before I could move. "They shift color depending on the light."

I could feel his breath fanning my face. He then moved his gaze back to my eyes boring them into mine. I didn't dare to move my gaze as I am hypnotized by his closeness. My mind is not in a position to comprehend anything. I have never been so close to any male earlier. He continued looking into my eyes and me in his. "Trickster," he muttered looking directly into my eyes. He called my eyes as trickister. He then moved his eyes down from my eyes to my chest that was heaving up and down due to his closeness. I instantly put my hands over it to cover them from his dirty stares.

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.