Apple Of My Eye Mga Nobela at Kwento

he grumbled. "Hey water eyes" he snapped at her. Annalise lifted her teary eyes to look at him He had a hard frown on his face. "I... can't be a wolf" she whimpered "Arrg! Come open the freaking window. The moonlight will tell" he grinned. Annalise stayed rooted for a while. She slowly stood up With her heart racing greatly,her lips quivering because of fear,she stretched her arm to open the window Annalise stared at moon - it was full and shone beautifully

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

No matter how smart she is able to catch the teachings I give, the girl still has weaknesses that are far below me. "Dreaming mistress?" asked Lana suddenly. I am surprised. I looked at his figure who was standing half bent in front of me. "I'm tired, Lana," I replied. "Want me to get you a drink?" "Hmm, yeah. I think warm lemon tea can help me think clearly.” Lana turned around and walked quickly to the pantry. "Do you want a lot of sugar or medium?!" shouted Lana. "Don't have too much sugar. I don't want to have diabetes and die before Kevin. Don't forget, make one more glass for you. We drink together on the balcony while your master is sleeping!” I finally replied.

my eyes widen JESSES POV I walk towards my office my secretary rushes to me " Sir there's someone waiting for you at the office". "who is it?". " I don't know, but you might be-"i open the door. I couldn't believe me, I felt my heart instantly fall out of my chest, I rub my eyes with my hands hoping i wasn't dreaming or seeing things. She wears a smile, she stands up from the chair, she walks toward me "Hi, honey".

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

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.

"Cali Olwen, sir." He kept looking at me and I thought for a second that he wasn't blinking. But I didn't want him to because the more I looked at his eyes, the more drawn to him I felt. "Cali." He pronounced my name and suddenly I only wanted to hear it from him. "You don't have to call me sir, you and I know each other even if your mind is denying it. I couldn't get your eyes out of my mind. I haven't slept because of you, everytime I closed my eyes I saw you." "Me too." I said before I could stop myself.

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

Belle York, my wife, was pregnant, but on our way back from getting the diagnosis, she said, “I have something to tell you. The baby is Harry’s. I also got a notice saying that my health won’t let me have another baby after this one.” When she saw my smile freeze, she took out a paternity test. Harry Grant, my brother-in-law, was indeed listed as the father. Her voice was eerily calm. “On the day you fell asleep at the back of the jeep with fever, we did it in the passenger seat, right where I’m sitting.” In an instant, I felt like I had fallen into the abyss. I opened my mouth, but it was like something was blocking my throat. As she spoke, Belle cast her eyes on her swollen belly,