Werewolf Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

All three had glowing blue eyes, like the sea after a storm. Derek's coat was midnight black, and his eyes a fearsome green. I felt a Shift that I had not expected. "Paul has already had his first Shift," Karolina explained sensing my confusion. As if on cue, a slightly smaller, compared to the female wolves around me, wolf charged out of the house and into the middle of our circle. Paul came to a screeching halt as his eyes landed on Roza. His eyes were the same bright blue that ran in my family, other than mine, of course, as they widened in shock.

Nathan asked with his face screwed up to the endless anger. "My Lord, allow me to…" Nathan cuts Crawford off to utter, "No, Crawford. I will handle this matter…" Reaching the werewolf district, he looked around to find someone. A beautiful wolf in white skin, with the eyes gorgeous as the deepest ends of the ocean, blue with the hues of the silver, the gaze shifted directly upon him. It was that moment when the wolf chased him and instantly got on top of him, Nathan fell and glanced directly into the beautiful blue eyes.

she whispers, and my gaze leaves him to look back up to the grate where I could feel the desperate pull of Ayr’s wolf for mine. In total my wolf showed me three other coups gone wrong. Peasant rebellions where our safe house was set on fire. Freezing in a snowy blizzard, the planned refuge on the map blown to pieces. Every time a man grabs me and admits someone with jade eyes fooled him. My wolf keeps going until I notice the pattern. Fat, bald or rocking a moustache the size of a hamster. His iris always blue with violet shards. He always has blue eyes. Out of everyone I’m choosing to trust…is my wolf suggesting the wolf within Marcus is the weak link every time? Always trusting a jade-eyed

When morning finally arrived and the moon disappeared, she was eager to regain her physical form. Estry snarled at the the moon’s orb. It meant that the werewolves whose scent she had first smelled had made their way close. Abruptly, two werewolves broke through the window and came into the laboratory. They were both of brown color. But one had blue eyes, and the other had golden eyes. “Betas!” “Betas!” Selena heard Estry say. “What’s a beta, exactly?” Selena noticed two large, angry werewolves in front of them and asked. Selena wished she could escape from Estry’s body because they were so furious.

The memory is so clear that sometimes I feel like I'm again there, standing in the same spot surrounded by fences, and before me, was a blood-red-eyed boy. This pair of eyes showed the wasn't an ordinary boy, he was a werewolf. He was a cruel creature that enjoys killing humans like me, by ripping our throats and leaving us for dead. I was horrified when I saw him in his human form. It is unusual for a human to see a werewolf in its human-like form. They are always in their most cruel and scary form, but this one was hurt and was very young, only about 4 years older than me. His blood-red eyes should have been the most terrifying but at that moment they weren't so to me. What I saw in his ey

“I know literally nothing.” Loren sat back on my bed and crossed her legs like I used to in preschool. She clapped her hands together. “Okay. Werewolf 101 in fifteen minutes,” she said. “Basics are this: alphas have gold eyes. Betas, those second in line for the position of alpha, have purple eyes. Just like me!” I nodded. I was following. Loren continued.

The way her pupils widen as she rides me has my cock growing inside her. Her eyes have a different glow to them, almost like she isn't just human. It's not red or yellow, like weres or vampires. No, this color is a light blue. It makes her whole eye shine with it. I ignore it opting for the pleasure she can bring me while I hold her hips and pull her into me.

I quickly move away from his embrace and settle back on the cushions of the hospital bed. I do not have the courage to look into his eyes and see his expression. I do not know what I will see in his eyes. I do not want to see those black predatory orbs. I want to see those blue eyes clear like the ocean which always tries to pull me into their depths to seek the secrets lying within. Those blue eyes are a lot more welcoming than the black eyes. I wonder why this colour change is happening. I haven't ever heard of a wolf with changing eye colours.

She bowed respectfully before telling me about the arrival of Laura. I quickly got up from the bed and instructed the maid to bring her in. I had known Laura ever since we were both kids and she had grown up to become a beautiful maiden. Her blue eyes, so dark in colour they could pass as violet, only made her look more beautiful and special. Most wolves only had brown or green eyes, the colours of nature that we loved and were surrounded by. Sometimes, a wolf could have hazel eyes, a mix of the two. Like Isabella. Her hazel eyes were beautiful and special.

Its loud, long howl has brought in about 100 purple and blue-eyed wolves. David swallowed his saliva with difficulty because in front of him stood hundreds of purple and blue-eyed wolves. They all hissed angrily with eyes that flashed with great hatred. David's body stiffened looking at the facts before his eyes because the blood descendants of Archelius are still alive today. David thought if the herd Theodor was referring to was an ordinary werewolf or a Rogue. However, the reality is the bloody werewolf Archelius; his blood relatives.