Clannad Eyes Novels & Stories

Power radiated off him in slow, steady waves. He lifted his head. And he looked straight at my window. Straight at me. His eyes glowed - bright, burning gold with a ring of deep molten amber. Not the eyes of a rogue. Not the eyes of any pack wolf I’d ever encountered. My wolf surged forward so sharply I almost staggered. “Him.” Her voice trembled - not weak, but stunned. “Clara… look.” “I’m looking,” I whispered, pressing a hand to the glass.

I meet her eyes with my gaze, and her face gets even redder. “I see,” I say, trying not to giggle, but I can’t help the smile that gets wider the more I look at them. She has found someone. They’re a handsome couple. Cally has always been a lovely woman, her long, butter blonde hair falling in curls past her shoulders. I’ve always thought her eyes were so beautiful, a light green that looks like crystals. The warrior next to her has jet black hair, and his eyes are such a bright blue that the contrast is stunning. He’s well built, of course, like all the warriors.

He scowled at her, red eyes still glowing, until he suddenly smirked. “Why’s he looking at her like that?” Nathan asked protectively. “He won’t hurt her if that’s what you’re thinking,” Zen replied. Calypso turned to them with glowing purple eyes. “PURPLE?” Cassidy, Cain, Harlan, Truman and Bradley asked incredulously. “A combination of blue and red,” Caiaphas figured out. “Wouldn’t Killian’s eyes then be a combination of red and gray?” Cassidy asked. “He’s fully Lycan. You have to remember that while Spunky is also a Lycan, her physical appearance is that of a werewolf,” Jude explained as the pair’s eyes returned to normal.

Surely, it can't be? "Degar, pull out your cell phone, place a call to your source and ask him about the eyes." He ordered instantly. "The what?" Degar asked. "Eyes. There are only two Alphas that returned back to us in the last ten years. The answer will be gray eyes if it is who I think it is. Adanel has brown—almost black eyes. By the eyes, we will know. Call your source. Now." Degar whipped out his phone immediately and placed the call. It went through on the second ring.

As I got ready to take my third step, my legs felt weak and gave from underneath me. I feel strong hands grab my arms and then lift me bridal style. “You shouldn’t be out of bed, you haven’t had time to recover.” I looked up at the person, despite not being able to see in the woods, the familiar gold eyes stared back at me. I take in his features and he has short dark brown to red hair styled messily and an impassive expression, other than the slight worry I can see. I start to realize that looking at him this close up he kind of looks like a masculine version of myself.

He had thought his mates' eyes were beautiful, but these eyes, they were mesmerizing, flashing from dark grey to hazel to silver. "You remember how I said the midwife saw mine and Adira marks before running to fetch the villagers?" Clary asked, desperately wanting to bury her face in her Alphas neck, to hide the eyes that had almost gotten her, and her sister and mother murdered. The eyes that it had taken her and Adira years to learn how to control and hide. "We can control it most of the time but sometimes, they just slip out. There are only two things that make us lose control like that, uncontrollable rage and uncontrollable passion" she said.

Instinctively Elvious distanced himself from the youngman even though he sensed no magic at the kid at all. The arrived man stared at the three immortal for awhile who happens to have a shocked on their faces, then the young man faced the wounded Nicholai. However, Nicholai strucked with an uncontrollable emotions. E.J's eyes are back to normal now. It show his bluish oceanic eyes. How could Nicholai forget those eyes. How could he forget the feeling just looking at it. Tears stream again from his eyes, while feeling the most intense kind of emotion of longing.

It would destroy it all. Evander lifted his head and looked straight into Clara’s eyes, dark grey eyes like the clouds before a heavy rain. Those eyes showed curiosity needing answers to all the questions she probably had but answers she would never get. Those eyes were hungry for the truth but had somehow settled for only a version of it. He had always found her eyes peculiar, for if the eyes were the windows to the soul then in hers he saw a soul bathed in holy water, so pure even his presence in her life was not enough to leave a smear on it. It provided unexplainable peace and he knew if he stared too long, he would definitely be lost.

Alina was stunned for a moment, reacting to his words, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look into his eyes. Noble had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes; the top of his eyes were deep, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, the pupils were clearly divided into two colors of black and white, looking at her with affection. Standing so close, Alina could see a layer of faint red around his eyes, as if he was seducing. Alina was confused, subconsciously avoiding his eyes. "See?" "What?" "What's in my eyes?" Hearing his words, Alina raised her eyes again.

I raise to eye level and inspect it closer. I chuckle brokenly. I show the picture to the rest of the bewildered room occupants. "They left his eye unharmed. How... convenient," I sober. The men's attention is on me, and I can feel the betrayal coursing through them. Not at Sean, no, still at me. I raise from my chair so fast that my muscles ache in protest. I lock eyes with Nathan. "The hybrids only have claws when they shift, and by then they are too far gone. Isn't it right, Ryan?"