Wally Darling Eyes Novels & Stories

“I almost forgot to tell you. There's this super hot guy I'm currently seeing. He's a beta to one of the renowned alphas. I can't wait for him to finally ask me out.” Sandra squealed in pure excitement. “We even have a dinner date tonight.” “That's lovely. It means I'd have to leave soon for you to spend time with this hot dude.” She took out her phone and was already showing me his pictures. He was tall, taller than her at least and not so muscular. His eye colour was regular black, not peculiar like Malcolm's green eyes, but he was still good-looking.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

The authors always described the creatures’ eyes in such vivid detail. And suddenly I remember Jack’s eyes again. Slowly, I type into the keyboard: Werewolves with glowing eyes. Images appear on the screen. I scroll down to the pictures, and one of them immediately catches my attention. It shows a man with glowing red eyes, fangs, and fur on his face. Underneath the image it says it’s from a TV series called Teen Wolf. The eyes look similar… but Jack’s were different. Jack’s eyes were brighter. More golden.

His mate said as he laid down, pulling Jax into his arms. A smile beamed on Jax's face as his golden eyes stared into his mate's eyes. Watching as they flicker from blue, to red, before landing on the golden color of his wolf, as he comes forward. "My sexy little mate, you have the most gorgeous eyes!" Wolff said in his deep rough sexy voice. Blush quickly spreads across Jax's cheeks as he looks into his mate's eyes. Jax wanted to purr as he nuzzled into his mate's hand. His eyes flutter open, landing on the intense golden eyes staring back at him. Wolff's stare is so intense, he looked as though he wanted to eat him up.

As he stared at his reflection in the mirror, his mismatched eyes, one a vivid red and the other flickering between black and crimson, stared back at him like a warning. Sherryl Rain was an enigma. And Dallion never walked away from a mystery. Dallion stared at the large mirror fixed on the wall above the sleek marble sink, his hands gripping the edge so tightly that the surface threatened to crack under the pressure. If he used his full strength, it would surely shatter, waking the woman who lay soundly asleep in his bed. The dark red in his eyes, which had refused to fade earlier, finally surrendered, turning pitch black. He glared at his reflection, the darkness in his gaze deepening as f

Chapter 5 Willy opened his eyes: “Oh, it’s nothing I’m just imagining the heat of the sun, to help get this suit to dry up,” He said; and he found himself staring straight into Wendy’s beautiful, amazing and dreamy-hazel-eyes. She was a bit shorter than him. Wendy must have thought he was crazy. “Go on feel it, see if it’s still wet,” Willy encouraged her. She pinched the jacket’s fabric and gasped, “It’s dry!” and she added, “Where did that blue dust come from? on the fabric of your jacket?”

she shrugs her shoulders like it is a normal thing “It was even worse when your father rejected my mother” I stare at her completely shocked, her own mother had disowned her, she hadn’t said anything when we saw Tana’s head on the stake. “We have the same eyes”, I hadn’t noticed before but she had been the only wolf I had seen with eyes like mine, a pure amber colour, everyone else’s had been brown or green or in Daryl’s case, black. “It’s the Royal thing” “Does Daryl know?” “That we are half sisters? Yeah I told him”

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

Vinton narrowed his eyes and smiled, staring at Hazel's glistening face. Vinton was a handsome man himself. His skin was fair and bright. His eyes were tiny and charming, his lips faint red like the first blooming cherries of spring. At a glance, he looked even more charming and vibrant than a woman. Walt was another type. He had healthy, wheat-colored skin, which made him look delicate. His eyes fit into his face like two shiny black crystals one could see through and discover his deepest secrets. The temperament he exuded was elegant and unruly, rather complicated. It looked like he was a combination of contradictions.

God I hope not. ‘Hi’ he replied back with a cold voice. ‘Looks like I came at the wrong time, I’ll be seeing you Rosé’ Adam turned and walked away while I just stood there staring at his back. ‘You’re lucky’ I turned back to look at Aidan and saw that his eye color were pitch black. When his eyes switched from Adam retreating silhouette to mine he calmed down and his eyes turned back into the color we all know and love, but it still wasn’t the same.