Walker Scobell Eyes Novels & Stories

Scar turned back fully her eyes scanning them taking notes if the bodyguards,how many minutes will it take her to beat this people up, nothing more than ten minutes,but her health,she can't risk fainting halfway in a fight. “You all get out from my property,this is a private property and this is trespassing” Scar said,they paid no heed as more cameras flashed,and more annoying questions were asked. “Did you lose your memories” “Did you have a grudge against everyone,so you disappeared to make them suffer for not standing up for you” Scar walked out as she got on a tractor, She turned the engine on ,it roared to life,she shifted the gear as the tires moved forward,the reporters screamed still

The blue of its eyes seemed to pierce through me, sparking a flicker of recognition deep within my memory. “Layla” Scott’s voice broke the silence, “what is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I shook my head, unable to shake the feeling. “It’s... something about its eyes,” I stammered. “There’s something familiar about them.” My mind raced through a labyrinth of memories, each one leading to a dead end. The connection was there, just out of reach, a tantalizing glimpse that refused to be grasped. We spent the next few hours tending to the wolf’s wounds. We fashioned a makeshift bandage from my torn shirt and found some edible berries to replenish its strength. Slowly, its breathing grew

"The eyes were clear, but I couldn't make out the face or body. It was enormous, had red eyes, and gave me such a furious expression that I could actually deduce what it was saying from the look alone. It appeared to want to kill me, but in the end it left me, and I was able to flee." Avery paid close attention to what Scarlett was saying before focusing on the phone in her hand. "Goodness gracious. Come take a look at this, Scarlett." Avery said after a while. Scarlett approached Avery, and Avery showed her a picture. She couldn't recognize the image Avery was showing her; she had only made out the red eyes of the beast and nothing else. "Does this even look real?" She took the phone away f

‘Was he here to check me for anything? “Hey! Why are you crying?” Gab asked worriedly as he walked to the bed. I looked at Skye and saw her face was full of tears, but without saying anything. And when Gab started to walk in her direction, Skye sobbed loudly. But her eyes did not leave Gab’s face. Her glares turned deadly, with her eyes reddened and teeth clenched.

I was just caught unawares. Celeste started providing security to the wealthy packs. I learned of this when I visited Alpha Adolf of the Oregon Wolf Howlers Pack and tried to enter his territory. Once I and my Beta entered the boundary of the pack's territory, we were thrown into the air as thousands of silver daggers stabbed us as we fell slowly back to earth. One of the daggers had stabbed my right eye. The silver burned through my eye and when I pulled out the dagger, the fluid from my eyeball gushed out. Now, I wear a patch over my right eye and live with horrible scars on my face and body, a constant reminder of Celeste.

I snarled provocatively. I drove my free claws into his abdomen, moving them with intensity, tearing him apart completely. Furthermore, I stopped when his body went limp, looked up, still smiling predatorily, and ran the sharp claws from his belly to his shoulders, opening a deep cut! “Accursed cursed cub,” moaned Walker with dull, lifeless eyes. The red of his irises had disappeared, replaced by a glazed, opaque black.

I say. He spits blood at my feet, still glaring. Still defiant. I'll break that out of him soon enough. The third one is different. He has a scar running from his forehead down to his cheek—old, faded, like it happened years ago. He's not crying. Not glaring. Just... watching me with this unsettling calm that makes my skin itch. Cole wouldn't tell me what this one did. Just said to bring him along with the other two. Said I'd "find it interesting."

Too familiar even. My eyes fell open and I found him with ease - his brown orbs locked on me like a most priced possession. What was it with him? “What happened?” Came the concerned voice of Scar, “I can’t...” That was all I managed to say. “Try again.” She urged, and I let my eyes find Cole’s. His jaws were tightened and he looked anything but pleased. A paralysing chill went down my spine. “Shall we try that again, love?” He said, with a smile that intimidated me.

The one in the middle, licked his lips as he reached out to grab her arm but Skylar screamed. "AAAAHHH!!!" She squealed loudly with her eyes shut, waiting for those dirty hands to touch her but a minute passed and she felt nothing. Slowly, she peeked through one eye but the other flee opened as well and widened when she found the wolves on the muddy ground, with blood streaming out from every part of their body.... dead. She gasped out in shock while her body froze on the ground and suddenly, she heard running steps on the ground, heading her direction but her eyes remained glued on the dead rogues.

"He's just a regular guy... So, can you kill him or not?" Quietly, Scorpio picked up the picture, looked at it for a while, and then tossed it back down, saying, "I can. But I need a smoke to decide." "What? But...B-ut," Madam Jewel mumbled, watching him stand up and walk around the table, then left her in shock, walking out the room. Finally, the last group of employees joined the rest in the lobby of Investistic Co. and Elijah stood in front of them, watching their faces as the mumbling began among them.