Twenty Four Eyes Novels & Stories

Seeing the three of them so close, like a real family, made me jealous. I couldn't help but sigh. It was my fault for making Hannah angry. That must have been why they went out for good food without me. Wanting to make up for it, I rushed forward to help support Grandma. But when my hand went right through her, I realized that I was see-through. I waved my hand carefully in front of Hannah's face. "Oliver?" Could Hannah see me? I immediately started rambling, eager to show off what I'd done. "Hannah, I secretly took your meds. But they didn't work at all. I couldn't get to heaven. I even counted all the bottles for you. There are 200 of them. And I washed my hands clean. Can you forgive me n

Twenty pairs of eyes were watching me. In my hand I had a leather portfolio with some notes. Inside it I had Arthurs manila folder. The code 77_OMEGA_BYPASS_402 seemed to burn through the cardboard. "You look detached Elena " Julian said from behind me. His voice was smooth. I turned to face him. He was wearing a charcoal tuxedo looking perfect.. His eyes were cold and dead fixed on the portfolio. "I am focused, Julian " I said. My voice was flat. "The Montgomery team approved the asset disclosures. The merger documents are ready. I am just waiting for the ceremony to start."

Kael replied. “Helpful explanation.” He gave her a small smile. “They tell the story of the Twenty Moons.” Luna ran her fingers across one of the glowing carvings. The moment she touched it, a powerful wave of energy rushed through her. Her vision exploded with light. Suddenly she wasn’t standing in the stone circle anymore. She was somewhere else. A massive sky stretched above her. Twenty enormous moons filled the darkness, glowing in different colors—silver, blue, violet, gold.

His presence filled the room with light and power. No one could resist those eyes... which were filled with calmness and politeness. He looked like the epitome of perfection. However... somewhere away from the eyes of others, his eyes glinted occasionally. Gloom and resentment mixed heavily within his beautiful eyes... [Ding! The host has unlocked the second favorability interface] [Congratulations, host. The second target, Franklin, finally appears. Good luck, host!] Finn's eyes widened in shock.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

I stammered. "So?" he asked, eyes narrowed. "She just started shifting. Right there. No bite, no warning. She just... changed." Father went quiet. He looked at me as though he had something very serious on his mind, and was trying to remember something he had forgotten a long time before, and then he said in a very low tone, What colour were her eyes? "One eye was silver, like the moon. The other was red, like an Alpha’s." He closed his eyes for a second. Then opened them slowly, stepping back, his expression turning strange. Almost fearful.

Fingers crossed. Twins, handsome twins, but the leader doesn't sport the magic eyes like his brother. Magic eyes because I have no other words for them, they are entrancing, tempting and different colors; One the color of the earth and the other of the heavens. My gaze shifts to Talia and her stupid smirk, and she looks right at me. I already know what she's thinking: “You did this to yourself”. I did, and I am going to survive this, like everything else that came before.

"I have to get rid of that freak!" Pandora struggled to get one foot into the hole of her jeans. Her heart stopped when the door was suddenly forced open. A mischievous grin emerged from the eyes sliced with mixed shades of color, but Pandora dared not confirm her memory of the shape of the eyes or the special designation 'spectrum' for the rare eye color. "Get out. I'm not done yet!"

“Plus, I think it will come in handy for you.” Suddenly, he captures my chin between two fingers and lifts my head until our eyes are locked in a trance. The captivating orange in his left eye has the sunset flashing in my mind while his right eye of a dark red colour was hypnotic, drawing my soul closer into the sea of red. His voice was soft and gentle, his confession only for my ears. “My left eye can see the past and my right eye can see the future.” “Can you see mine?” I breathed out, shock rippling through my body as goosebumps arose.

He whispered. A lump created in my throat which I swallowed thinking of his next move. His perfect features glistened under the moonlight which was illuminating from the window. I bet, God has created him in more than ten years, he was a beautiful painting where every part was being filled with a proper number of colours prudently. So perfect that every part was made with a big focus, leaving no scope for reduction. His tanned skin looks brighter than the moon. The mauvish crimson-coloured eyes widened looking at my tense silhouette. His orbs were having different colours at each depth, the liquid golden pupil was dilated showing an enormous depth like it has no end. The iris was having two