Novel & Cerita War Eyes

Drake looked at everyone and nodded, and the sound of bones cracking and rearranging sounded in the night, and all the wolves howled at the moon. The vast majority of wolves were gray or brown, or a mix of brown and gray, with the characteristic yellow eyes of their species. Yes, the wolf's eyes usually wore yellow. The only one with red eyes, the eyes of a true Alpha, was Fury, and that had always provoked reverence from everyone present. Hell was also admired, with his beautiful green eyes, which stood out from the black and glossy fur. Even Delilah's wolf, despite being almost entirely brown, had magnificent light brown eyes, almost hazel, and her mate, despite having a very small wolf, h

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.

Etched boldly across the chest of each uniform was the Riverwoods’s symbol. They encircled the man tucked in a navy blue suit, spreading around the driveway while keeping their weapons lowered but ready. Every move they made seemed premeditated, not a single wasted moment. Haltingly a pair of fatigued eyelids lifted in a slow, mechanical flutter. Beneath them, a pair of flawless, molten golden eyeballs suddenly snapped into razor-sharp focus. Those eyes, they were soulless. There was no warmth, no pulse of life, and no shifting emotion in the gaze. There was no mistaking the acute, wild nature of the stare; those were wolf eyes.

Terror in their eyes. “Mother!” I threw up my hand. Behind them, two wolves: their eyes red—no command. Just hungrier. And somewhere—ancient prophecy cracked open.

A white wolf with different colored eyes? Carlson's empty eyes immediately regained their light. That wolf had to be Ayna! It had to be her!

He was no other than an asshole to me. "I'll take your advice if it's necessary for me. How about you, alpha? Your girlfriend has become so much popular in the last few hours." I teased with a sneer and his lips twitched downwards. He glared at me ferociously, his spectacular brown eyes sparkling with red speckles. Edward Sykes has remained the hottest wolf in the pack, all thanks to the magic his eyes held. He had big brown eyes that always seemed to do more than just shine brightly or sparkle, they gave an impression to have fire burning inside them. It was really intense and hot.

When Aralyn is in control, she has sky-blue irises with many lilac flakes that make her eyes look violet. When her wolf is reining, her eyes disappear and become violet pits that exude and radiate pure and crude lilac pixelated energy. Very similar to Noosha’s. Her eyes, luckily, seem to be the only semblance she has with Noosha. She is her father’s daughter. She is the spitting image of Malleteagan. And now, she is in front of me in her human form, yet her Lycan is in control, with all of her raw emotions on display, just for me, and I am in awe. Her sorrow is palpable in the air. Her mascara mixed with tears, which were soaking her cheeks and giving away her true emotions. She was crying.

Feral, male, and unforgiving, Maverick Grey was every bit as formidable as legend and legacy painted him to be. Isabella knew this from the moment the massive wolf stepped into his office. Her breath staggered at the power that rolled off him, filling the room with such thick masculine virility, she could have choked on it. But it was his eyes that were truly haunting, giving a glimpse of unspeakable violence, both seen and lived. The eyes of a warrior.

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

She watched in pain as her mate was whipped fiercely, then, she locked eyes with those ocean blue orbs of his that appeared like it was sucking her soul in. What bothered her the most was that those ocean blue orbs held no emotion in them. Thinking her eyes might be playing tricks on her, Iris rubbed her eyes and looked at him again but this time, his head had been turned down. Her wolf whimpered in pain and Iris felt she was about to go crazy. The same wolf that stopped her from running to her mate was also the one whimpering in pain. If she was able to watch her mate being whipped then why was she not able to bear with the eyes that held no emotion in them- Iris mumbled, sounding grumpy.