Bat Eyelashes Blank Stare Novels & Stories

Layla said coldly which made the person staring at her choke on nothing. How was she able to put so much pressure on him? He wondered but he didn't find time to think about it as she glared at him. If looks could kill,he would have been severally. "I hate people staring at me, I'm not a showcase but an human," she said with no emotion as she glanced outside of the window with her dark eyes. If you stared into her eye for long,you could be sucked into it. It was dark and bottomless, just like the sea.

My blush was light and the same nude pink that covered my lips. My eyelashes were coated in a dark brown instead of black, making me seem more elegant and natural. I looked just like the woman from my dreams. “Please tell me you don’t hate it”, Layla asked, ripping me from my trance. I blinked a few times to shake off the shock and to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I turned to look at the three of them and saw their nervous looks. “It’s better than perfect” I said, taking the first breath I have had in a while.

Evelyn noticed a subtle change in his eyes, a dull, dark red color flaring around the edges of his black pupils. "I'll make it change." Irzey stared at her and repeated the words again, as if reciting some ancient incantation. "I'll make it change." ...... ...... Evelyn opened her eyes suddenly, breathing erratically and gasping slightly as she stared blankly up at the high ceiling, only to feel the dreamy, slightly scary looking eyes belonging to Irzey staring straight back at her even at this very moment. She let out a long breath, turned her face sideways, and bumped into a turquoise eye.

Or maybe her lips were just more sensitive now. She didn’t close her eyes. She could see that his eyelashes were only two centimeters away from hers. Each eyelash was clearly visible—black, slightly curved, with tips that glowed faintly in the warm light. The patterns on his irises became even more distinct at this distance: dark gray lines stretching across the blue background, like ice fragments floating on water stirred by the wind.

So we were once again face to face. I scrutinised his features. He has thick lashes. Why do boys have such long and beautiful eyelashes? His nose is clearly defined. He has a chiselled jawline and a well-kept beard with heavy stubble. And his lips... Oh God shreya just sleep now! Don't forget the things he has done to you and your family. Just shut your eyes and sleep. I closed my eyes but I felt like he was staring at me. 'No, he is sleeping it is just your illusion' I said to myself.

When the driver started the car, I noticed that she was struggling with the belt. “May I?” I asked, her striking green eyes peering at me. She was not wearing sunglasses today. Beautiful eyes. I swallowed the lump in my throat the longer her eyes gazed across my face. Her lower lashes looked so soft and pretty. What the absolute fuck, Khalid? Lower lashes? You are whipped by lower lashes? Un-fucking-believable. “Sure.”

The funny part was that I wasn't scared of the look on his face and I just looked him in the eye, because most people would have looked away or even ran away or made an excuse to leave. " What is it? Maybe I can help you with it" I said, still looking at him. He kept staring at me before," It's the eyes of this one, why did she blink?" He asked not to break eye contact, even when he pointed at the dead girl whose eyes were open. " Hmm, I don't know, probably because she was made to blink by someone," I said and turned to look back at the end of the hall. " But who made her, a dead body with eyes that are wide open blink?" I asked no one in particular.

I automatically pulled my legs closer to my body, trying to stay as far away from him as possible. His eyes were focused on me again, the blue color burning like frost. The most alien part about him was his lack of need to blink. He could stare endlessly for minutes straight. Sometimes, he didn’t even seem human because of the trait. It was innately creepy.

Let's skip the eyelashes for now, she just needs to do her makeup and put on some lipstick! Charlotte nodded and was about to turn around and go back to her room, but she was stopped by the man who said, "Wait." "What happened?" Did you take the wrong gift? "There was something on your eyes." As soon as the words fell, Charlotte felt a warm sensation on her eyelids. Before she could react, a quarter of false eyelashes appeared in front of her eyes. "..." It was quite embarrassing!

My heart stutters when I notice an eye blinking and without warning my eyes start picking out human limbs, hidden within the tangled mess of vines. More eyes snap open to stare at me, peering out from the shadows, hollow and unseeing. Silently watching me for a long moment before they fill with hysteria, blinking fast, as if they’re trying to warn me. Limbs rustle the leaves, as white as ghosts, immobilized by the vines.