Walker Scobell Eyes Novels & Stories

This man almost doubled his muscle mass. His dark brown hair had subtle streaks of red throughout. His eyes were green with hints of gold. They were the most amazing things I had ever seen. Looking at him made my heart pound. His eyes were focused on mine as he held my gaze. The scar on the left side of his neck was faded, the sight of it enraged me. I didn’t know why I was so upset about him being hurt. I felt myself begin to get lost in his eyes when my mind snapped me out of it.

I close my eyes shut and open them. Dora's eyes filled with tears, she slowly kneels in the middle of the road, there was still a little black stain on the ground from the accident, she uses her shaky hands to touch it "I don't want to believe you're the one who's gone". I walk close to her and place my hands on her shoulder "soon everything will be revealed" my eyes suddenly caught something, it was an old man with a homeless look, sited in a small wooden caravan, selling some very cheap fake jewellery.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

She'd cling to my arm and laugh, saying, "I'm not scared of the dark as long as you're here, Matt." I was already on the couch by the time I came back to my senses. In my hand was a crumpled piece of paper—a corneal donation consent form. Just yesterday, the doctor told me Evelyn's corneas were badly damaged. The chances of her seeing again were slim, unless they found a suitable donor. I signed the consent form without hesitation, planning to give her one of mine. How ridiculous. Just then, I heard the sound of heels outside the door, along with the tap of a cane against the floor.

Michelle glared at her and pulls out a watch without scanning. “Bitch really? You thief now?“ she pretended to ask as Scar’s face broke out in a smile.. Seb's eyes narrowed, his anger intensifying. He took a step towards Scar, his voice low and dangerous. “See? There’s officially a thief here”

"They even ran over my face like a tire! Rushing to reincarnate or what?!" After shouting a couple more curses, he touched his face. "Where are my sunglasses?!" Saying that, he turned around and rummaged inside the car, eventually finding a pair of sunglasses. Once he put them on, one lens immediately fell off, revealing a seductive phoenix eye adorned with captivating eyeliner. Diana: ... Your entrance is quite unique, but isn't something off? Scarbrow's face registered a trace of shock. Regaining his composure, his gaze turned dark.

What bothered her greatly was the wolves who attacked Elizabeth. “I don't know, I…” “CJ!” Skylar slammed her fist on his desk, startling CJ. She looked so fierce that CJ chuckled and leaned back in his chair. “Feisty, how lovely,” he commented in between chuckles and stared at Skylar. Just his eyes made Skylar a bit shy, maybe Elizabeth was right. CJ wasn't bad looking. He had bright forest-green eyes. A little rough, but he was a chilled man. “Am I that good-looking, he-he,” he said with laughter, startling Skylar back to her senses when she realized she had been staring at him.

He looked grim. Scorpion gulped his saliva on seeing his face. He felt his blood draining down slowly as he turned white from the stare. Nolan's eyes were fixed on him. "Of course it is you, you're dead". Scorpion's eyes widened for he knew what that meant. How did he forget that this cruel person was the biggest bully he had ever met? "No, no, n ..... ". Before he could resist, Nolan was already grabbing his left ear. He tilted his neck to the direction where Nolan drew his flesh as he yelled in pain

Was this one of the tragedies that Elsa envisaged? "I didn't do it, Lucian, please," Scarlett said, weeping while I washed her body. Her eyes were swollen, and her nose was red. This was the first time I would see her truly cry. I held her under the shower. Maxwell and Clay came to hold her too. We tried to console her even though our hearts were heavy too. I could feel her pain, and I was scared of what would happen next.

"What did she do?" Scar exhaled sharply, shaking his head. "I don’t know what the hell I was looking at. Her eyes—they weren’t hers anymore. They weren’t even wolf eyes. It was like… like something else was looking through them. Like something inside her had finally woken up." He looked at me, jaw tight. "And then she turned to me." My breath caught. Scar swallowed. "For a second, I thought she was going to kill me too. The way she looked at me—it was like I was nothing. Like I was just another insect under her foot. But then…" His expression twisted. "She just smiled."