Novel & Cerita Welcome Home Eyes

One that is cruel to the world and the other that is hurt inside and only wants to protect. I hope the time stops so we could stay like this. I'm afraid that he would go back to being cruel like he is when he wakes up. It hadn't even been 30 seconds, he woke up. His eyes lifted to only meet the ceiling as I quickly shut my eyes. Not wanting him to see me. "Wake up, I know you're awake." Defeatedly, I opened my eyes to see him watching me. I quickly diverted my attention elsewhere. Not wanting to look him in the eyes.

“Your eyes! They’re so pretty!” My eyes? “What’s wrong with my eyes?” She stood up and moved the life size mirror towards my direction. My hands went to my cheek. I walked up towards the mirror closer. “Mom! My eyes!” They’re yellow. Amber, specifically. Just like dad’s and Lathre’s. “Is this normal mom?” I don’t think I’ll get used to it. “After your awakening, your eyes changed permanently. I’m just glad you’re awake now Lorcé. Miraculously, your body doesn’t seem to be weak now.”

A dangerous and exciting power. I found myself walking towards loud music and bright lights coming from a plain doorway. A sign outside read: BLUE EYES. I needed a drink to get the night going. As I walked past some big doors, the sound of drums filled my ears, I could feel the bass shaking the air. A brunette woman was sitting behind a desk just by the door. “Hello, ma’am. Welcome to Blue Eyes. first time here?” the woman had a friendly smile plastered on her face, making me instantly relax too.

It wasn’t just alleviation at arriving after a long flight, it was deeper, etched into the manner his eyes softened, scanning the familiar panorama from the aircraft window. The far-off undulating hills, the roof tiles sparkling in the late afternoon light—he fixed his eyes on them as if savoring a once-familiar piece of himselfThis wasn’t just a trip. It was a homecoming. His hand joined with mine, his thumb caressing my knuckles, and I felt like all the things unexpressed were funneling through his warmth. In that moment, his face lit by the window, I almost forgot we had two sleepy, over energetic boys beside us. Gabriel with his head crooked against the seat, and his curls had stuck to h

I helped steady her as she rose, noticing the fresh tears that had formed in the corners of her eyes. Lastly, I moved to my friend, Maeve who had the saddest eyes of all, a dark brown that pools that seemed to hold the weight of the world now. As he opened them slowly and saw our grim surroundings, dread filled his gaze. "I know bro, I know..." I said quietly. "But, it's time to wake up."

“Welcome home, Blaire Marlowe.” I felt my eyes changing, as I turned to stare at the mirror beside me, my eyes had changed to a vivid emerald green. The bright green stood out against the silver and amber, highlighting my unique presence within the pack of brothers. It was as if the color represented my inner strength and wolf, and probably the new beginning, I was about to embrace.

Jayden's pitch-black eyes had a gold line right down the center of his eyeballs and it made anyone who looked at him feel paralyzed for a moment. Owen is an omega and he knows only an ultimate alpha has eyes like that. To fellow alphas, those ghastly eyes wouldn't be too scary, but to an omega, beta, and normal human, those eyes would be a nightmare for them. Ricky hit the counter, softly but hard, so that Owen could feel the vibrations. "Tell me, where is that woman?" Out of the corner of his eye, Owen saw three large visitors rise from their seats and stare at him. Owen opened a drawer under the counter and took out a key.

he responded, and now he was staring at my face making me feel awkward like I had a piece of dirt attached there. “Your eyes are swollen. What happened?” He brought his hand closer as if wanting to touch my face. I chuckled nervously and shifted to avoid his contact. I have no reason for why I did that. “It's nothing,” He stared at me as if not believing, making me want to go to the mirror and check if my swollen eyes were really horrible. “Okay,” He muttered finally. He dipped his hand into his left pocket and brought out a key. “These are the keys to my office. I'd like you to go there and handle some things. Roselyn would brief you on everything.”

She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, trying to push away the painful memories, focusing instead on the soft music playing quietly in the background. When she arrived home, she paused at the doorway, taking in the sight of her place. She had missed it more than she realized. Stepping inside, her eyes immediately caught something unusual; a small envelope sitting on the table. Curious, she walked over and picked it up, unfolding it carefully. "How did this get here?" she muttered to herself, finding a letter tucked inside. She opened it and read: WELCOME BACK HOME. THIS IS A REMINDER THAT I SPARED YOUR LIFE ON PURPOSE, AND I CAN TAKE IT ANYTIME I WANT... BECAUSE I'VE GOT MY EYES ON YOU.