Werewolves With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

V Old Nana said we are going in the next two hours, I was lying down on my and Liza's bed, and the thought of his Majesty being blind hasn't left my mind, since I eavesdropped on his discussion with the physician. How come his wolf is blind? Was he cursed by the moon goddess? Was that the reason why he always acts cruelly? I guess the moon goddess decided to favor me, I am gonna frustrate his life now that I know that his wolf is blind, he will regret taking me in as his personal slave. "Hey what are you thinking about?" Liza asked and I fake a frown. "What did you mean? Did I look like I am thinking about something?" I asked and she clear her throat....

She snickered, plopped her behind back into her seat. An old woman gaped her bright blue eyes at me. Almost the shade of a cloudless sky. At the right angle, they could've been white. It was odd to see a werewolf that didn't have green eyes in their human form. Her expression was the last one she made as Su dislocated her head.

She had to be losing her mind. She looked down at the book again and carefully turned the page. "As only a few mythical creatures can claim," she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

His death would be inevitable in a land full of Lycans who hate and kill werewolves, and not only was he a wolf but his witch blood was beginning to act up. ‘’Your eyes carry something else’’ I tell him as I look into them, I could stare into those beautiful pearls for all my life. But unlike the usual blue and red when Kenny was around, his eyes were now blue, so deep as the ocean, and the other green like the emerald crystal.

Vampire claws. Her eyes were open but unfocused, staring at nothing. "No. No, no, no." I gathered her into my arms. She was cold. Always cold. But this was different. This was the cold of something leaving. "Lyra. Lyra, look at me." Her eyes drifted to mine. For a moment, they focused. A flicker of recognition. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. Around us, the battle had frozen. Wolves and vampires alike stood locked in place, watching. The blue blood was something none of them had ever seen. Hybrid blood. The blood of something that shouldn't exist.

Often, he will say that it’s for my protection, but sometimes, I guess it is to hide the color of my eyes from everyone. A dark fiery red color glows over the orbs of my eyes. It was bleeding and it is too much to handle for normal eyes. Werewolves only have three variations of colors for their eyes in distinction with their rank. Red is for the alpha, green is for the beta, and yellow-orange for the ordinary ones. However, those eye colors only appear during the transformation. Mine appears every time and I had no control of it. That’s why when I was almost a teenager, he hired someone to hide the color of my eyes. And I’ve been hiding it for a very long time.

I couldn't understand why my eyes were currently blue, and I hated that this was happening to me because I could end up getting exposed like this. The eye color change only happened with werewolves from the Alpha or Beta bloodline, and only a few other werewolves had a different eye color in their wolf form. Now that this happened in front of him, he would probably figure out that I wasn't some ordinary girl, and he might also figure out which pack I belonged to.

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.