11 Eyes の小説・ストーリー

"It wasn't that dark. What color were their eyes?" "I don't remember." "Yes you do. Everyone remembers the eyes. They glow. What color?" He was sweating now. "Green?" Wrong. They were silver. Bright silver that looked like liquid metal. "How many were there?" "I don't know. Many." "Give me a number." "Ten? Twenty?" "How tall were they?" "Tall. Very tall." "Taller than Nero?" "I. Yes?" He was guessing. Making it up as he went. I looked at his arms. His neck. The exposed skin.

He told me. Every elder at the table has light eyes. Light blue, light green, light hazel, and even a light purple almost like mine. The guards around them had brown eyes, almost milk chocolate in color. Whereas Al had dark eyes as well as the men wearing black combat boots and uniforms. It was like the color of eyes ranked your strength. If Al is in the lower end, I can't imagine the strength these lighter eyes have.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

This one happens to be gorgeous and that's is a bad thing. Unlike the picture, Eli is in an extremely low cut which only indicates that he's gotten tired of his curly hair. His glasses are sitting on the bridge of his nose and Anna told me his glasses were specifically designed to be worn from 7 am to 9 pm to not wear out his eyes and cause further damage to his rod and cones.

I demanded, pointing my penlight at his face. I’m eleven and still have a year, maybe two, before puberty, but the guy was good-looking. He had a strong jawline under a trimmed black beard that slightly hid his thin lips, and the nostrils of his aquiline nose flared as his dark brown eyes, hallowed by a red ring, narrowed at me. He hissed as he tried to hold an arm up to protect his sensitive eyes from the bright light of my pen light. The vampire grimaced as he realized he’d tried to shield his eyes with his left arm, which was the side he’d been staked.

He began to envy her short shorts, for hugging her ass cheeks the way he wanted to. Lola's breath caught in her throat when her eyes landed on the man sitting in front of her. He is the most handsome man she has ever seen in her life. His hair is short on the sides and back, leaving it long in the front. It looks disheveled like he ran his fingers one too many times in his hair. But still, that suited him. His black pupils are like slits, surrounded by aqua green iris with specks of orange in them. Those are the most unique and captivating eyes she has ever seen. His skin is naturally tanned. He is easily 6.6 and he is muscular. A small gasp left her lips.

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

4 5 6 …. 7 8 …. 9 10.... 11 12 …. 13 14 ... 15 Emmet opened his eyes, as soon as he realised that he was only giving himself more of the pain that he so did not want right now. He pried open his eyes again and was relieved that he was able to perceive them again. He rolled them around to see the world around him as completely different, in terms of both space and time.

she said as she soon had over thirty open screens on her right eye. “I know it’s a lot. There are a couple of things you can do to make it easier, if you need to have everyone open. You won’t need to very often. Unfortunately, that’s what I’m looking at most of the time.” “Really? How do you even function?”

She could not lay still, she tightened her grip on his dick. He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed.