Witch Eyes Novels & Stories

The three of them, Mia and Ryder and Priya, at a table in a restaurant with good light and better wine. He’d chosen it. She’d looked at it when he showed her and said: your father would have approved. He’d held her gaze for a long moment. Then: yes. He would have. They ate. They talked. They argued about something that didn’t matter and mattered completely because it was theirs. At some point Priya raised her glass. Looked at both of them. “To the wrong pair of eyes,” she said. Mia stared at her. “You knew about that?” she said.

Wynter remains silent, slowly nodding her head. "From what it sounds like, her eyes seem to change colour depending on what side she's using. So when she's using her Vampiric side, her eyes may change orange, and when she's channeling her Kazakh wolf side, her eyes change to purple." Kayden remarks. "Is that even possible?" Kenji asks. We all remain silent. "Perhaps we could test it." Wynter suggests.

I reach for his face and leave a goodbye kiss. Just when I was about to leave, I come across a discovery, it was something I was completely oblivious about. Am stunned, shaking and scared, I refuse to believe what I had just witnessed. "It can't be. No, no, no, I refuse to believe it's true, it's not true." I quickly draw out his hand and raise up his sleeve, I didn't notice it at first because he always wore something on his wrist, a watch, bracelets, some designer wrist stuff, but now that it's over, I can clearly see it now. It's not that noticeable, even I wouldn't be able to notice it that much if it was a normal day because of how faint it was, Tony must have been able to see it becaus

"How are you feeling?" I shook my head. I didn't even know what I was feeling; I was at a loss for words to describe it. But for some reason, I get the sense that Catrina is already aware of something. She couldn't stop scanning the patient's room with her vibrant blue eyes. For a split second, I caught a glimpse of silver twirling within her eyes, causing me to instinctively cease my breath. Goddess, every time werewolves tap into their powers to sense danger or enhance their senses, their eyes undergo a noticeable transformation.

I'm not sure he would have been with me even if I had changed. It was a subtle but unmistakable shift, a physical manifestation of the turmoil raging within me. Though I had never transformed into my wolf form, my eyes had always been a telltale sign of my emotions, changing color in response to the intensity of my feelings. In that moment, with my eyes ablaze with the fiery energy of my wolf, I felt a powerful connection to my primal instincts, a reminder of the untamed spirit that lay dormant within me. It was a silent warning to Alfie, a testament to the strength and ferocity that lurked beneath my calm exterior.

Marcus, frozen in the corridor’s periphery, was watching with silver eyes that held something I’d never seen in them before. The witch’s second hand came up — not a killing configuration this time, something defensive, something that meant she was reassessing. I looked at her. “You made a mistake coming here.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

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.

That rest of his men following. The witch let out a horrible cry. She just missed the chance of s life time. Her eyes darted to me. I didn’t even flinch. She raised her middle finger at me and waved at her men. I was obviously next on her list. She waved at her men, they mounted those black horses and raged off, heading for me. I clapped my telescope together and raced down to the front of camp. I fixed myself on a spot and waited.

The wind picked up, making the witch stop cackling and stared at her with wide eyes. She held the three fingers - the middle, ring, and pinky finger - on each hand to form a ball of green light on her bosom. And when she opened her eyes, blood oozed out like tears and her black pupils turned blueish-green. Her glasses started to crack until it bursts because of the light that came from her eyes.

Leya’s mouth mucus appeared in large quantities. Fewa shuddered at the sight of the cute little butterfly turned disgusting. As fast as lightning, in a movement, neither Queenie nor Fewa could see. Leya flew around Fewa’s broken wing. Several times, Fewa screamed in pain. But he couldn’t do anything because Leya’s movements were like light shining in all directions around his wings.