Novel & Cerita Behind Her Eyes Audiobook

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.

Her blue eyes, like noble sapphires, were pure and dazzling, while her red lips resembled the ruby, beautiful yet proud. This beauty stood before me, scrutinizing me with a condescending gaze. "Hmm? Why aren't you speaking? Are you mute?" she tilted her head, with a curious smile, a hint of childish innocence in her eyes. "No... I'm not mute," I took a deep breath, using my vision to observe the situation silently.

My body freezes and tears instantly sting my eyes. I turn slowly on my heels to see Nate hanging in suspense behind Danny and me, Molly providing a guiding hand as she stops him directly behind me.

“…she saw red eyes before she passed out. They’re the same eyes that I saw in my other visions.” At that moment, my body trembles as a cold chill begins to seep through my body. I cross my arms in front of my chest, trying to stave off the chill. “There were two of them. One hit her on the back, and the other with the glowing eyes was in front of her.”

she was about to turn again "Don't you dare look!". I see a towel on my wardrobe door, I take it and tie it around my waist "Okay, you can turn now". She sighs " Luther, I can't see anything, I'm blind, remember ?". I suddenly feel like an Idiot "i-i knew that, but at the moment, it escaped me, What are you doing in here anyway?". "I heard someone in my room, I tried running after the person but I couldn't, so I ran in here".

For the world, we created and nurtured together. Riley made me believe in a world where love is greater than my insecurities. A world where the sun shines whenever he looks at me. A world where mistakes are accepted and forgiveness is a possibility. A world far better than my dreams. Yes, life indeed is beautiful, because I see the world differently now through the eyes of my Alpha. THE END. Through The Eyes Of My Alpha - Cassandra M / April-June 2022 Author’s Note: The Epilogue Scene in this book succeeded the epilogue scene from Alpha Caspian’s In The Arms of My Alpha, where there was a scene of Amber and Zach’s mischief. You can reread it to relieve the moment.

He looked as though he was going to hurt her. His eyes shut again, and when they opened, they were no longer blue. There was a fire burning inside them and a beeping sound like a bomb she heard from nowhere in particular. The fire in his eyes then became an explosion that threw her back up towards the wolf with the blazing red eyes and suddenly, the eyes did not look so fearful anymore. They looked rather merciful, rather beautiful, just before everything went dark again, and she heard, felt, or saw nothing but the beeping sound. Her eyes opened to a bright flash of white, the beeping sound still ringing in her ears. For a while, Alisa could not tell what was happening to her. Her body felt

He listens as everything unfolds within his ears, where his eyes couldn’t see. “LIES.” Typing the last word as everything that is happening is like a movie to his presence even though he is somehow deprive to see it all. Every detail comes with a particular sound, as it continues with the description. With the eyes that slowly look at the whole picture studying the words and their underlying meaning. The presence that he then knew that is was a female, looks behind smiling towards the thing that is bound and asleep from the sacrifice of the past and the price for the sin of his shard heart.

Then she turns to face me and for the first time, I am able to get a proper look at her eyes. She is said to be blind, with only the whites of her eyeballs visible for all to see. And yet as I stare at her, I catch a glimmer of red. Red flames smoulder deep in her eyes. From far away I hear her voice; it is the voice of thunder echoing and also the mere whisper that runs through my mind. I begin to feel afraid and try to tear my gaze away from her but it feels as if an invisible pair of hands are holding onto my face and forcing me to look. So I look, I have no choice but to look.

But her eyes were solid black, and she was holding a heavy, leather-bound ledger. "Hello, Iris," the other me said, her voice a perfect copy of mine. "I'm here to audit the soul you just gave away."