Walker Scobell Eyes Novels & Stories

Not even… “Well, hey, there, baby girl!” Wolf’s voice boomed out behind her, and Zoe jumped, spun, almost fell off her chair. She recovered, then almost fell off again when she saw Scars standing there next to Wolf. Tall, broad, hair falling over his forehead in messy dark waves that her fingers itched to smooth back. Scowling at her, those amazing blue eyes missing anything like a warm welcome.

“We’re going to be working together. I know you have a question. Ask. If I don’t want to answer, I won’t. No hard feelings.” He nodded. “Does your wolf have a blind eye, too?” he gestured to my scar. I grinned. “No, Dali has the sight of both her eyes. I got this scar before I got my wolf so she wasn’t able to heal me. She does have a black streak down her face, though, in the exact place of my scar. It’s the only color on her body.” “That is so cool!” Bob was enthusiastic. I laughed again.

She did not continue asking him any questions. “Alright, I’ll head over after work!” After work, Jocelyn drove to Jubilee Club. Somehow, her right eye kept twitching today. She reached out to rub her eyes. She comforted herself. Skyler’s mysterious attitude was making her uneasy. She wondered what he wanted to tell her. At the same time, in Jubilee Club. Skyler had arrived a long time ago. He stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the cars on the road outside. There was a rather dazed expression on his face.

Wendy’s POV “Easy,” he says, holding up his hands. “Just gonna take a look. You wouldn’t be the first to run dry in the middle of the road.” This close, I see it— The scars. There’s a jagged track that goes from his hairline, down his forehead, follows the curve of his eye socket, and bisects his cheekbone all the way to his jaw. There’s another big scar across his other eye, right through his eyebrow. And yet another vertically slicing through his lips.

LUCIEN AFOLAYAN The exact microsecond Bianca's throat releases that loud, annoying scream, Tobin steps out of the shadow of the excavator cabin and deploys a sharp, bone-crushing kick straight into the boy's lower back. The physical force launches Bianca completely out of his mechanical wheelchair, his body tumbling across the gravel until his frame lies perfectly still on the dirt. Tobin withdraws his leg with a slow, deliberate movement, stepping back to wheel my massive frame directly in front of the terrified, shaking figures of Helena and Cedric, who both promptly drop their heads to the earth, shivered to the bone and completely unable to look up at my face.

Oh, they were still the same incredible color, somewhere between onyx and gold, still flecked with those heart-dizzying little specks of lighter color and still surrounded by those unfairly long, thick dark lashes. ‘Get a hold on yourself, girl!’ Veronica thought when she felt his gaze on her. Yes, all that was still familiar to her, but the lazily sensual way they were studying her, the subtle but very male message she could read in them as Sasha’s gaze flicked over her T-shirt-covered breasts and her slim waist in the plain blue jeans... That was most certainly not familiar to her, at least not from Sasha Neville-Talbot, the man who scared her soul for life. The man that crushed her heart

With her hand seemingly clean, she offered it again, arching a dark brown brow, daring him to decline to shake her hand again. Jonathan elbowed Rohan, and after what I assume was a pack link command, Rohan extended his hand. As their hands connected, I realized something. His hazel eyes darkened, becoming entirely brown as his wolf started to come forward. I glanced at Shikoba, and she was staring at him in disbelief and confusion as she quickly took her hand back like she’d been electrocuted.

I suddenly saw my reflection in his arrogant eyes as nothing but a pitiful, stray mongrel he decided to give his leftover scraps to. Then, without further thought, he shoved me toward the door, meaning to tell me to get a cab back home instead. Just then, Eva suddenly ran over to us. "Mr. Garner! Ms. Castro—" While running toward me, she deliberately "failed" to stop herself and crashed right into me. A split second later, I felt her forcefully push me off the stairs so that I'd tumble all the way down to the ground. I bumped myself into several steps and even scraped and cut myself on them. Finally, I tumbled and landed with a heavy plop into a roadside ditch.

Scarlett stared into those chilly eyes and a shiver worked it's way through her. " Don't say that again." He growled, his voice like gravel. Scarlett swallowed, looking away. " I'm sorry. It was a slip of tongue." She whispered, her breath caught in her throat. He straightened to his full height, picking up the last of his clothes and walking out of the room, his footsteps resounding behind her. It soon fell silent and Scarlett let out the breath she didn't know she was holding. Her eyes fluttered close and a tear slipped out. She hurriedly cleaned it off, shuddering.

Sarah was waiting for her at the door (as I called her here beforehand) and they both left, the pack doctor was in an inner room and I had no idea where the nurses were so that left just me and Rosé in the room I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand ‘sorry I put you through this’ I whispered ‘Aidan?’ she said then began turning left and right on the bed ‘Rosie? Can you hear me?’ She shook again as if fighting against something then she calmed down and then opened her eyes but her eyes weren’t the normal brown colored eyes I knew, they were yellow