War Eyes Novels & Stories

"Are you okay?" Using my middle finger, I tucked my hair behind my ear. "Yeah, sure, why not." She pursed her lips but remained silent. I turned my face to the window, defeatedly resting my forehead on it. I stared at my reflection, my eyes were a burning teal. Yet another abnormality. Sometimes werewolves expressed strong emotions through their eyes. When they felt anger, anxiety, or lust, their eyes shone a fervid yellow. Mine shone teal. I stared at my palms, what the hell was I?

He asked. Slowly, Morana looked back and then blinked tilting her head, "All the wolves I know have brown eyes, green eyes, or hazel. But you, you have bright blue eyes." In that moment Morana remembered her Mother's face, Serena also had brown eyes. She then remembered that dream she’d had in the hospital. She placed a hand on her head and scrunched her up face as she remembered the man's face. His blue eyes. Her Father. Closing her eyes, Morana shook her head quickly and turned back to the TV. Amanda had had the same reaction when she first saw her.

I smile down at him but it disappears with the realization that he can't see it. "Y-yeah, maybe." But a slight smile graces Nathaniel's lips. He tilts his face up to where mine is, but just a little off-center. When he does this I nearly drop my books. His face is thin but his jaw is squared. The glasses he wore are in fact not sunglasses, but framed glasses whose lenses adjust to the lighting. And right now, they are clear and show off golden brown eyes. His eyes look different though, as if a lunar eclipse overlapped the sun, haunted, as in ghostly around the pupils.

"But you told me not to come back after the operation." "It's because I want you to be present when the doctor removes the bandage from my eyes," he explained, smiling. "I want you to be the first person I see that day." "That will make your mother cry." "My mother would understand. She's the most understanding woman on the planet. And you did sound like her at times. " Angela smiled as she said, "And that must be a pain in your ass." "Not at all. Your voices, on the other hand, inspire me to fight for hope. Angela, you inspire me to travel the world again. And I'd like you to be here by then. "

She was gasping in excitement as her eyes swirled and changed color to a dark shade of gray, giving us a view of her wolf’s eyes. "Hunter! My wolf’s name is Arrow!" Her voice was so excited and I reveled in the beautiful gray eyes that were beaming at us. Fuck! She and Arrow looked too adorable when they were this excited. My cheeks were hurting again from the wide smile I had on my face. I cupped her cheeks, my wolf's eyes boring deep into hers. "Hello there, Arrow! I can't wait to see you!" I brushed my thumbs over her skin as we got lost in the moment, just letting our wolves stare at each other.

He looks over her shoulder as she zooms in on the picture to see her eyes. Her eyes which normally are a vibrant dark-green with an orange centre which glows and flickers gently, had inverted. The green being in the centre, and the orange taking up more of her iris on the outside. The flickering was more pronounced, more obvious, but just as wonderous to watch. “Huh, they are pretty.” Eliza hums, “I like my eyes normally, but these are something else.” Ash strokes her cheek,

“Make sure Wesley and Nina are well ‘taken care of.’ Also, keep the media’s focus on Nina. Dig up all her past scandals and keep the heat on her.” Meanwhile, Tara was still on her flight. She loved sleeping on long trips, whether by car or plane. After admiring the sea of clouds outside the window, she dozed off. A soft yawn escaped her lips as she slowly opened her eyes, still groggy. Something dangled in front of her face, gently swaying. Blinking a few times, her vision focused on the object: her watch. Startled, she snapped to full alertness. Following the hand holding the watch, she locked eyes with a pair of deep, sapphire-blue irises.

I’ll wait. She stared at the message for a long time. Then she turned her phone off and tried to sleep. Sleep didn’t come easy. When it did, she dreamed of eyes, Ethan’s warm brown ones smiling at her across an airport terminal, and another pair, darker, watching from the shadows. In the dream she walked toward Ethan but kept glancing back, pulled by something she couldn’t name.

I say. " That's pretty cute. What does his wolf look like?" she asks, grinning. " His wolf is a few different shades of grey and his eyes are solid blue," I say. " Really? I thought with him being Alpha's son, his wolf would be black like most are?" she says. " I thought so too. His wolf is beautiful. He's also the only person I've ever known to have as blue eyes as a wolf. I haven't even heard of anyone wolf with blue eyes," I say.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.