Werewolf Green Eyes Novels & Stories

It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Whereas most werewolves' eyes turn yellow upon turning or when their wolves are in control, Malias were neon green. Xena braced herself, parting her legs and bowing slightly. She was standing in a fighting stance to make sure nothing happened. Malia shifted, she turned into a beautiful dark-grey wolf with white paws. She wasn't much smaller than me. Her wolf started tossing its head back and forth, it looked like they were fighting for control. I looked at Lydia and she walked up to Malias wolf.

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

He had been about their age, only six, when his mother had died, and only time had lessened that pain. Layla walked out next. Like a starving man, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. She was glowing. Layla had been stunning when he first saw her, but with all her changes, she had started to look less human. She’d left her hair out today, and though it was still curly, it was thicker, so the curls had stretched. And her eyes looked like any other werewolf’s, except hers were that unique, startling green colour. She looked like someone out of the world and would turn heads everywhere when she returned to her real life.

She could feel the Alpha aura coming from him. And when she locked eyes with him she swallowed so hard. His eyes were pitch black and that was not a good sign from werewolves. His eyes were supposed to be yellow not black meaning he was angry and she had gotten on his bad side

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.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

His golden eyes looked so cold, as he stared at another figure who had just entered his realm. With a straight face and droopy eyes, the person who had just come down looked at the man's cell without saying anything. Only when he realized that someone was staring intently at him did that person finally stop looking around and focus on the man living in the cramped cell. The two just stared at each other for a while, until the person who had just entered decided to break the silence between them. “Do you know a young werewolf with brown hair with green eyes? He is about this tall, and has full moon marks on his palms”

Cheryl muttered in complete disbelief. All the tales; the legends; the stories her parents told her about as a child were real. The animal snarled, raising its right paw as it tried to claw Cheryl's face. Its chest rose and fell rapidly as its breath released warm vapour into the cold air. The cracking of bones jolted Cheryl from her thoughts. Her eyes widened once more. Now, instead of a beast, she stared at the frame of a muscular naked man. “You — you really are a werewolf,” she spoke through trembling teeth. The man glared up at her with his abnormal green-coloured eyes. He could tell she was fascinated, and he hated the way she watched him like he was some zoo animal.

And thinking back to those eerie yet captivating eyes… I have never seen or even heard of any werewolves having that eye colour before. For Weres, regardless of the colour of their eyes in human form, the wolf form’s eye colour varies in shades of orange, amber and sometimes green, with the most common colour being yellow; just like common wild wolves. In fact, apart from their larger size, werewolves generally look like normal wild wolves. Blue eyes on a Were is unheard of. But most importantly, and for some reason- the thought shoots a painful pang in my heart- there had been no humanity in those eyes.

She tilts her head to the side, looking him up and down with an unimpressed look on her face. The werewolf soldier's eyes are a vibrant green color. They glow in the middle of the night, cutting through the darkness. Madame Wanda finds it to be oddly striking, a good sign for him and his life. She knows that after this, he will receive many good things in life, everything that is deserved of a loyal and strong soldier. Nothing, though. Instead, Madame Wanda turns back towards the house and slowly inches towards it, the clattering of her metal jewelry filling in the silence of the night.