Wolf With Purple Eyes Novels & Stories

because I really feel like I'm not one of them. I am pale, no amount of basking in the sun could change my complexion, and trust me, I've tried. I am small, I am only as tall as ten-year old wolf-cubs, barely five feet tall. And my eyes are purple! How weird is that?! Wolves I know usually have eyes as dark as night, or as brown as earth or as gold as the sun! I bet no one has noticed it yet because of the low light but in the morning, everyone will notice and I bet that would make me an alien of some sort!

A cold, regal presence pressed into the clearing, making my wolf’s instincts go rigid. And then I saw it. A huge white wolf emerged. Majestic. Too large to be normal. Its fur looked like winter made flesh, thick and bright even in the blood-stained forest. Its eyes were purple, impossible, vivid, like twilight trapped in a stare. It didn’t move like a normal wolf. It moved like something that belonged in myths. Something that didn’t need to prove itself. My father’s black wolf froze. Then he lowered his head. He howled, loud, raw, reverent, And bowed to that wolf. And the huge white wolf, eyes burning purple, stepped forward and joined in the fight.

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.

Gerwulf yelped, holding his arm up in defense trying to protect himself from more blows. Hylda attacked him, slashing the air like a mad woman. Eloise finally found the opportunity, biting Delmar's hand hard and screaming for Gerwulf to run. At her words, his head snapped to the side, their eyes locking. Both of them stood as if time had stopped, Eloise unable to understand what was happening as he began running towards her. An earth shaking howl erupted from him, causing crowd goers to fall and drums to tip over. Even Hylda and Finn held their ears in pain. Gerwulf jumped, transforming as if he'd done it his entire life. A large blood red wolf with piercing amber eyes emerging as it barrele

The only wolves with purple eyes were the Gealach wolves, so it was undisputable that she was one. This wasn't supposed to happen. I was next to take the throne. My son was the rightful heir. All I needed to do was take out the Prince and watch the King and Queen suffer and I would have had my rightful place as the king of Wolves. Now I had to deal with this as well. Suddenly, purple eyes turned on me and looked straight at me. She knew where I was. She knew I was watching. There was something different about this she-wolf, and I didn't like it. I stood still until the Gamma called her attention and I watched as they walked away.

Lucia had changed into a huge creature Which yellow eyes that sparked fire. “It's a wolf!" They screamed and scampered off as fast as their feet could carry them but they could only go a few inches before she caught them, one after the other, burying her long claws deep into them. Her teeth dug into their faces, tearing it apart like she would a piece of meat. She severed their head from the other part of their body and with her left head hurled it at Jackson who stood still, watching everything with keen interest. She stopped after a while and at a slow pace, transformed to her normal self.

"She is, that is why I stared at you at the flower shop. You looked at her but your eyes were brown." "But when I am in my wolf form, my eyes would turn blue and I had white fur." "Pure werewolves had brown eyes in their human form and had gold in their wolf form. While their fur would be mainly brown, and black. A wolf not having that fur is definitely half-blooded like you. Your power as a witch caused your white fur and blue eyes," she explained and prepared the food on the table. "I am a witch?" "Yes," "What is a witch?" She stopped for a few seconds and smiled at me.

For some strange reason, it doesn’t evoke those memories and I can’t seem to picture this calm creature before me as the same as those from that inferno. Why, why do you just stand there and watch me with such- I pause, the tremoring in me fading off as well as I see something else moving towards the wolf from the right. ‘W-what? T-they’re four!’ My spirit wanes haplessly to see another brown wolf with grey eyes, an ashen wolf with the same blue eyes as the brown wolf, and a black wolf, bigger than the other three and having bright purple eyes. ‘Purple?’ The black wolf steps forward, coming towards me and I react in fright, swinging my phone in front of me like a weapon to prevent its advanc

"Get lost!" Carlson waved his hand at the wolf in anger, throwing him out at least ten feet away, his eyes red and bloodshot. He refused to let anyone suggest that I was dead. Just as he was on the brink of despair, another warrior rushed in anxiously and reported loudly, "Alpha, we've got news! Our scouts spotted a white wolf with one blue eye and one silver eye in the Northwind market, and her build looks exactly like Ms. Radolf!" A white wolf with different colored eyes?

she says, making her eyes turn yellow. I laugh. “My eyes are brown all the time, but once I get my wolf, they will turn black when I am in love,” I tell her. She giggles. “I need to find out what purple means. Tell me if they do it again.” I nod and we go back to staring into each other eyes. I can’t help but brush her cheek with my hand. As I touch her cheek, her eyes turn back purple. I bite my lip, understanding the purple.