Apple Of My Eye Book Novels & Stories

Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

I can't answer that now, I just don't know what to expect anymore. "Here," Abel announces and comes over the couch that I am sitting with a book in his hands. He hands me the book and opens it to a page. I take a moment to read what it is that he is pointing to and can immediately feel his magnetic pull on me as he sits beside me. I want to look into his eyes, try to see what he is feeling, but I know that he wants me to read this passage, so I focus on the words and read. "In times of great turmoil, when the brink of war is on the horizon. Two wolves from two packs will be born, who will one day unite the packs and bring peace. One a broken-hearted male and one a she-wolf, a slave to a syst

“What’s that supposed to mean? You gonna run away? To be a rogue?” He tossed the journal back onto the bed. “Just make the meatloaf, Vera.” I stood slowly and walked past him toward the kitchen. My hands stung as I pulled out the meat from the cold box. The new soap they’d brought back for me to use—Eris’s favorite brand—had left red blotches on my skin. Dax leaned against the wall behind me, watching too closely. “Why are you so quiet?” he asked. “Planning to poison her or something?”

I think I'm going to stay for just two days at this school. I was about riding off when my eye caught a passenger in the front of the bus. the only passenger there actually. Her head was leaned on the window and her eyes were closed but I could tell she wasn't sleeping cause she kept smiling and scrunching her nose and I could have sworn I saw her pout her lips for a split second. As if she had just kissed somebody. It's like she's day dreaming and In that moment She looked so peaceful like nothing could harm her.

His eyes were truly felt with infatuation — really, did he have to fawn over me in such an embarrassing way? Noticing my embarrassment, he quickly apologised and said, “At most, only a minute or two has passed since you stepped into this room.” Since that was the case, then it couldn't be any clearer. Turning around, I activated my Eye of Insight. Surprisingly, it worked. Walking back to the blank page that exuded Teacher Kira's aura, I shot a careful look at the page with my Eye of Insight; and just like I thought, there were some words written on it. It read:

He gasps, and this time he lets 2 tears escape from his eyes. “I have a theory. I’ve recently discovered that whenever I am in contact with this book, things are starting to happen. Every time I touch it, the symbol on the book cover flashes in front of my eyes, and I feel like something inside of me clicks in place. And magic happens…like early on, I’ve seen my mate’s eyes and face shape in front of a mirror, and…”

Notes, sketches of plants, flowers and herbs, and books lay where I had casually placed them. My bed unmade was a tangle of blankets and pillows as I eased my ankle onto one of the pillows and closed my eyes. A pair of gold eyes seared their way into my mind. I was confused as, why I felt his way. The image of his eyes haunted my thoughts, and I could still feel the way his arms wrapped around my waist, gentle but firm. His scent, the way his hair danced around the frame of his face, I desperately wanted to brush it tenderly from his eyes. The tenderness of his lips when he spoke my name. So why was this stranger invoking feelings in me that I’d never felt before?

Hey beautiful readers. There are many things I want to clear out and it would be unfair if I don't because I think you're all amazing and you deserve it. This book is not a poor class written book like some books I've seen on Goodnovel. You are a first class reader and a first class reader deserves a first class book like #MBTD. So here they are: Alexa has green emerald eyes and Elliot has red eyes, except their brighter now so don't forget that and don't expect to see anything different. Sorry if there's any confusion especially before this note.

Ember’s POV I stood in the middle of the dimly lit room, gripping the bowl of peach soup tightly in my trembling hands. My eyes, moist with unshed tears, flickered up to Alpha Rowan, who stood a few feet away, his dark eyes burning into me. He had always been intense, but now, his rage was evident, swirling around the room like a dark cloud, waiting to swallow me whole. The sight of the peach soup in my hands made my stomach twist painfully. My fingers shook slightly as I stared at the thick liquid, the scent of peaches filling my nose and stirring old memories I wished I could bury.