Twilight Bella Eyes Novels & Stories

What a poor kid. After repeated attempts, I excelled. I was able to knock the thoughts out of my head and I shut my eyes to relax. But then my sentiments caught up with me again. I was thrown into a vision. There was Bella standing in front of me, she seemed as real as the daylight. Her green eyes which wore a splitting resemblance to Tiffany's pierced into my soul. Unconsciously, I rose to my feet. "Bella?" I muttered, awestruck. As I called, her eyes started closing up and she gradually faded away.

Bella steps back, casually smoothing her blonde hair, after unknowingly triggering a vision that revealed a plot to completely rewrite the laws of nature. "The Eclipse is coming, June," she whispers, a cruel, satisfied smile playing on her lips. "And by the time it gets here, Draven will have wiped your mind clean and you'll be just a pawn in his game. You won't even remember who you were trying to save."

My gaze narrowed at the nerdy lady that walked inside with a shy yet confident demeanour, I was expecting her to greet but she only gave a side eye as an acknowledgement, I pursed my lips while I looked at him, and his playful grin made me raise my eyebrows up in question, hoping it wasn’t what I am thinking because I won't hesitate to blow this head because he had the effrontery to bring in his whore while he had been flirting with my sister. “Who are you?” Bella asked the nerdy lady, her hardened gaze gave me chills, she looked up before removing her glasses and extending her hands towards Bella, her green eyes caught my attention, it was hard for me not to identify the similarities betwee

The gaze of a loving father gave an indescribable mockery to Bella’s eyes. “Oh my gosh! Are you Bella?! You’ve grown up!” Caitlin’s gray eyes flickered with the lights as she stared at Bella with a haughtiness that was not seen by everyone. Bella wears a wide short-sleeved shirt, white-washed jeans, and a pair of very simple sneakers while carrying a black backpack. And there’s one word to describe her… cheap. Her very presence is the very opposite of the expensive-looking Caitlin in front of her. A guest from the side opened her lips and spouted disgusted words while staring at Bella. “Who is that, Cait? She reeks of weak blood! Oh my God! Don’t tell me she’s an omega?!”

She doesn’t know why she was attracted, but she knew she couldn’t look away from him, from his eyes. Until the end, where he sat down, and Mia stood in front of those two men, But suddenly a thought struck in her mind, ‘Where did I see these? Those eyes are black and deep; just looking into them was pulling into the bottomless darkness, so mysterious and charming.’ Bella’s face turns red due to some thoughts that she shouldn’t have, like she felt that she would like to drown in those black irises forever. It is really dangerous. But where did I see those same eyes?

As I scribble down thoughts and ideas for how to find this man Fyre nudges a thought into my head. Bella has grey eyes. And what, I snap back. She is safely locked away, not that I have seen her since that night. There will be other people with that eye colour out there. Think about it, Fyre urged, when you dream tonight ask yourself if those are Bella’s eyes you are seeing.

"She said a tall man would come when the keys stopped working." ​Bella took a step forward, her movements slow, as if a sudden gesture might shatter the fragile green light filtering through the trees. She knelt beside Dante, the hem of her trousers soaking through with mountain dew, her eyes never leaving the girl’s face. "Evelyn told you about us?" ​"She said you had the other three," Julianna said, her dark curls bouncing slightly as she tilted her head. She looked at Bella’s eyes, her small mouth parting in a tiny line of discovery. "You have the same hazel pieces in your eyes. Like me."

I tried to look in the same direction she was dazed but I could not see anything. "Bella?" I tugged her by the wrist. At first, she did not look at me but after a second attempt, she looked at me with glowing eyes. "Bella, your eyes?" I took notice of the color of her eyes… they did not look like those of a wolf but that of a strange creature. Her eyes were slightly more dramatic, darker around the rims of the eyes, and flicked upwards at the outer corners with a more narrow, cat-eye shape and the color contrast changed to green… then her nose started oozing blood profusely.