War Eyes Novels & Stories

His chest trembled with a sense of familiarity he could never mistake. The pair of lights grew clearer. They grew brighter, glowing softly within the darkness, gradually taking shape until they became a pair of wolf eyes. Yoren recognised those eyes. White, pure and radiant, they were like moons fallen to earth. “Eirene,” he whispered, his eyes widening slowly. “That's Eirene.” Yoren's feet moved again, this time beyond his conscious control. He stepped forward. He drew closer, but the two white lights suddenly vanished, swallowed whole by the darkness.

Ace has amber eyes, Theo has brown eyes the same as his hair, and Yash. I glanced back at the wolf, its eyes already trained on my face as if waiting for me to look. The wolf has dark blue eyes, which is the color of Yash’s eyes. “I thought we agreed to give me a space?” I asked, almost growling in annoyance. The wolf— Yash— howled long and loud. ‘No one mentioned a wolf is part of the agreement,’ my wolf translated for me. My eyes twitched. “Even so, it’s still a part of you!”

Curly golden hair and light emerald eyes, pale skin, and a body similar to Rai's both in muscles and height. "You saw what?" He asked shocked. "What's wrong with you? Why did you take that shit off?" Ha, those two are so funny. I had a smirk on when I talked back at him, "You two are so damn funny. Both of you want me dead, just like everybody else. Yes, I can see others dying with my eyes. No, I do not kill them. No, I can't do anything about it. No, it can't be changed. Yes, I don't mind if you all blame me for it. Is that what you want to hear?" They both were speechless while staring back at me. "Look, brothers, I don't mind you hating me and wanting me dead. Really, I don't. But you hav

Nate’s stance is almost human, he is muscular, and his eyes hold an intelligence to them. I watch as the scene before me unfolds. Nate rears up on his hind legs and howls at the sky. The howl says that Darius has made a huge mistake in refusing to submit. Nate stalks Darius’s wolf, his claws and fangs elongate into deadly weapons. But what holds my attention and draws me to him, is Nate’s eyes. I saw them like this before, but only now they’re different. I find myself walking across the fighting circle mesmerised by one coal black eye that seems to swirl like a vortex and one Amber eye, the Amber eye has golden orbs swirling with emotion and another look at the black eye shows Nate’s promisi

They are large and menacing, but their eyes betray an undercurrent of desperation, as if they fight not for conviction but for the fear of retribution. I let out a fierce growl, feeling the fur on my spine bristle as my inner wolf fights for control. My eyes catch sight of Kayden and Jayden, their powerful wolf forms ripping through the enemy lines. My wolf, demands to join the fight. She's an intimidating force, her fur a radiant, almost luminescent white, her eyes a piercing ice blue—she's the epitome of elegance but with the ferocity of a warrior.

She only thought witches have the power to appear anywhere they want but a vampire? "Sacred are you?" Zephyr muttered softly. His eyes were red, blood-red and Penelope could feel the anger exuding from his body. "My king!" Penelope mumbled. Zephyr smiled, closing the space between him and Penelope while the latter also decided to create a huge space between them by walking backward. She could see in his eyes that he wasn't in his right senses, he never was! She finally reached the wall, there was nowhere she could run. Zephyr's smile grew bigger at this, he placed his right hand on the wall and used his left hand to caress her beautiful skin.

she asks and I think back to every lesson I was taught. Wolves are the ones who have the eye colour of humans to help them blend in, unless they are like my mom and pops, who both have red eyes in their wolf forms. Dragons always have reptilian eyes in both forms, but their eyes are mainly green or orange. Sirens have silver-violet eyes, vampires red or black. Demons only have black eyes. Witches are like the wolves unless they are dark witches and their eyes are black but their faces are white with black vein like tendrils under their skins. So that leaves.

His parents, who saw this sudden change, stood still, surprised and unprepared for the emotional turmoil he was going through, Alexander's mother didn't care. The tough Alexander, who came in really angry and saying harsh things like a volcano erupting, was now crying a lot like a sad willow tree. He looked up, his face marked with tears like rivers on a landscape. His eyes, which were fierce and full of defiance before, now showed a vulnerable look, asking for understanding that his parents seemed to struggle to grasp.

He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed. The position changed and her mouth was covered by his mouth once again. She wanted him inside her yet he was letting the fire reach its peak. "Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful."