Bat Eyelashes Blank Stare Novels & Stories

How could someone look so cute when they were rubbing their sleepy eyes? As if his lips have their own mind, they moved ahead and pecked her lips. Laya blinked at him when he pecked her lips. Her eyes big eyes stared at him in confusion as she blinked continuously for every three seconds. Laya was still dazed at the turn of events. Rahul wanted to laugh at her cuteness. Can anybody be as cute as her?

Zia snickered as she just listened in on them. "Okay next," Gray continued. "Do you know my full name?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm a freelance makeup artist?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm your coolest friend?" He blinked a lot of times rapidly. "I see your kindness got knocked out of your brain," she scoffed, pretending to look upset. He blinked twice. "Does it hurt anywhere?" His eyes swiveled momentarily as if checking if he was feeling pain on his body, then he looked back at her and blinked twice.

Ricky Ricky rested one of his legs on the other one before caning his chin on it. He was sitting on the stool in the infirmary, looking quite perplexed. Beside him, laying on the bed, was Noel who was unconscious. Ricky gazed at his sleeping face. He first feature that caught his attention was how long his eyelashes are. Despite that fact, they didn’t look fake at all, not like most of the woman that he had met before. They were all wearing the eyelashes as if they wanted to make their eyes look like a bush.

I wanted to have small talk and all with her but I noticed a stare on my body so I whipped my head to the back, I saw a man staring at me intently and glaring at me, making me look back to see if it was June he was giving the bad eye or me, but June looked so unfazed about anything so I know the death stare is for me. “June, do you by chance know the man sitting opposite you in a brown top with a shaggy beard and untrimmed hair glaring in this direction with obsidian orbs? ” I asked her and she looked down first before looking at the man, she got startled by the death stare also and whipped her head to the back to see if there was anyone at her back that the stare is directed at.

Damn it. He pulled away and stared at her, breaths soughing. Shit. "That just happened." "Yes." Her eyes opened and cerulean irises were all but swallowed by her pupils. She blinked her heavy lids like she was trying to focus, and those long lashes created to drive him to the brink fluttered. "I'd say do it again, but I'm dizzy."

There was a sudden chill on my lips, followed by a whiff of lemongrass scent running into my nostrils. My eyes widened. The moment I raised my eyes, I clearly felt my eyelids itchy, as if being gently swept by some small brush. I took a closer look and what was in front of me were thick eyelashes. I suddenly understood what was blocking my mouth and who was emitting the scent that kept invading me. My brain was instantly emptied, like a computer suddenly unplugged and the monitor went dark. I could only mechanically reflect the image of what was in front of me. It was two thin eyelashes, like the thin feathers of a butterfly cut off, and like a long spider's legs poking out of a swamp, the e

I caressed her cheek gently, feeling useless being here, just waiting for her to wake up, not having the slightest knowledge of what was happening. When she began to move, Gabriel, Cody, Miguel, and Ainsley were back in the room. We all held our breath as soon as she opened her beautiful eyes, but I can assure you that nothing was as surprising as noticing that they were blank. Not a trace of her iris or her pupil would be seen. Scary. Her body sat on the bed, looking in our direction, despite the frighteningness in her eyes. She even winced, as if her body wasn't reacting as she expected.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

I walked out of the room, note in hand, and spotted Anna just coming around the corner with a cup of coffee in one hand and a clipboard in the other. I waited next to the door and as she approached and noticed me, her face that was once stern and seemingly uncaring grew worried as she asked, "Nathan what's wrong?" When I didn't answer immediately she immediately assumed the worse and asked, "Did... did he reject you?" I looked at her with widened eyes at that and shook my head no before answering her previous question, "Anna I don't think he can see." I said my voice but a mere whisper. When she gave me a questioning look, I handed her the note that she read slowly before giving me a look of

I caressed her cheek gently, feeling useless being here, just waiting for her to wake up, not having the slightest knowledge of what was happening. When she began to move, Leonel, Izaiah, Miguel, and Primrose were back in the room. We all held our breath as soon as she opened her beautiful eyes, but I can assure you that nothing was as surprising as noticing that they were blank. Not a trace of her iris or her pupil would be seen. Scary. Her body sat on the bed, looking in our direction, despite the frighteningness in her eyes. She even winced, as if her body wasn’t reacting as she expected.