11 Eyes 소설 & 이야기

I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were dull.

Damn me for thinking I could enjoy something. Logan will never stop being handsome in my eyes. I stared at him, unable to tear my eyes away. His stormy grey gaze, so intense and thoughtful, peered over his glasses as he focused on the computer screen in front of him. Those eyes always seemed to see right through me, and I could get lost in their depth for hours. His dark brown, almost black hair, perfectly tousled, framed his chiseled face in a way that made my heart skip a beat. Each strand seemed to fall effortlessly into place, adding to his allure.

5 feet. Dressed entirely in black, his clothing seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows of the surrounding woods, emphasizing the striking contrast of his electric blue hair that stood out like a beacon in the dim light. His eyes, devoid of any white, were as black as the darkest night, reflecting an intensity that seemed to penetrate to the very core of their beings.

The crowd was dense, but I pushed through and made a beeline for the stairs. I drew nearer and the individual glanced up and met my gaze briefly before averting his eyes. I kept back a bit, waiting for them to take the first step. Another buzz. I did not even need to check my phone to know who it was. "Close enough?" I smiled and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and leaned in somewhat and spoke a bit softer. “You the one texting me?” He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye.

I asked, incredulous "Of course” he said with a mischievous glint in his eyes “I'm committed to this relationship” Shaking my head, I rested my hand against his chest “What else did you learn?" "You have eighty-nine lashes on this eye” he murmured, tracing an invisible line above my right eye with his finger “and ninety-three on the other” My mouth fell open in disbelief “You counted my eyelashes too?”"Don't act so surprised, you’d count mine too if they were half as beautiful as yours" he teased

For a moment, being careful, Brawen reached out and lifted the blindfold, revealing red irises. The iris was a deep crimson, a blood red darker than the eye's color curled around the black pupil, taking up the entire area of the eye was a purple ring drawn with intricate symbols. Although the two people have two different colors, they are both beautiful and clear. This vampire's eye was from that year because her eye was removed, so Owen replaced her with Juventus' eye, and during the experiment caused it to appear a red line around the pupil. With that eye, Brawen can not only see the darkness as clear as day, but also can see no less than 10km away.

Maybe they just merely ended up in the mortal world because of their missions or maybe they grew up in the mortal world like me. Yes. That's right. That woman said earlier was all true. I was called Queen Raven, Queen of the underworld. But there's more. My eyes were changing. I have 3 eyes. The one is my normal eyes which are pink and the other two are the eyes of infernum and eyes of mortem. I'm using eyes of infernum or eyes of hell when I wanted my enemy to be in hell and experience too much pain. I'm also using that when I wanted to play with them. While I'm using the eyes of mortem or eyes of death when I wanted to kill my enemy in just a snap or when I wanted to finish my fight alread

I look at the guy whose eyes narrow into a slit. *****

But it was a mole nonetheless. I liked to find little things about her. I did most of these things when she was asleep. She would not move and I would be able to analyze her whole body, watch and find imperfections that made her even more perfect. Sully had 145 lashes on the upper lid of her left eye and 139 lashes on the upper lid of the right eye. She had 65 lashes on the bottom lid of her left eye and 73 lashes on the bottom lid of her right eye. Less perhaps at this moment since I had not counted it last night.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"