Behind Her Eyes Audiobook Novels & Stories

Though she still looked the same, dirty hair and battered body but yet she didn't look the same. And I knew why. She was smiling. I didn't realize how such a tiny smile could change someone so much. Her violet eyes sparkled just like the surface of the pool, like a thousand diamonds. Her cheeks were flushed as she nodded gently to the music over the headphones and I found a strange feeling filled me. Raya took off the headphones, placing it on her neck. And I found myself wanting to know what they were talking about so I used my wolf hearing to listen to them.

I said and snap in front of her to distract her but nothing changed in her expression so I followed where she’s looking and found nothing strange or suspicious that can make her react like that. I looked back at her and was shock to see her with an expressionless face but what really scared me to death is that her eyes are glowingans she’s mumbling something that i can’t hear nor understand. I panicked at her situation and was about to touch her when she suddenly closed her eyes. I thought she fainted so I tried to call for help but when i look back, everything and everyone are frozen in places. “Miscellanea Reverteris Sanguinem tuum

' i heard her say to the counter lady 'can I please get an ice? The woman smiles with a nod and turns away to get her the ice. I forced my gaze down the moment she turns around to see me again. And my heart actually beat way faster because I thought she'd caught me staring at her. I decided fixing my gaze on this damn old table in front of me would be the best thing to do as I started hearing her walk towards me. I felt her press the ice against my chin where the douchebag had hit me earlier. I looked up immediately to find her eyes perched on mine. Her oval eyes had the deepest shades of Auburn, encased with Toffee outer casing shades. I could suddenly see the different shades of brown her

I continued to go backwards as I read meaning into what had just said. She didn't want me here, I was a trouble to both packs. Her soldier continued to advance towards me, she stood, a smirk on her face as she mouthed to me. “The End.” “And just the ladies I was looking for.” A husky voice said behind me, stopping Selene's men from doing anything drastic to me. I saw the horror in Selene's eye as she stared at the being behind me, her eyes grew wide as her lips parted open. I turned and came face to face with a familiar pair of eyes. Something within me shaked, somehow, I felt my life was about to change at this moment.

There was nothing but darkness in her eyes. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * After passing out in front of her friends, Audrey refused to open her eyes again. She refused to accept this as a reality. She was awake and she could hear the sound of voices talking, but she didn't want to see anyone. Not the doctors. Not her dad. Not her friends. No one.

I was about to walk out the door but I became too late, because a respectable man was standing there already watching me and blocking the way. "You have such a very beautiful eyes, my lady." His hoarse voice echoed in my head. His posture, the way he spoke, I’m sure he was a nobleman. "Prince Zandrus, we need to go. The youngest Prince's team will be heading out now..." said the man behind him. The man also looked at me and was obviously amazed at the color of my eyes. I blinked so many times, I don't understand what's going on anymore. My extrasensory is not shutting down, I could still feel everything beyond my normal range and I know my eyes are still on their beautiful shade. I can't res

Her heart audible in her ears. Those eyes...how can they change colour? She wasn't hallucination? Was she? What the hell happened here!

Goodness! She was standing right behind me. Her hair was swept back neatly, and she wore dark glasses now that made her look both intimidating and breathtaking but it wasn’t her glasses that shook me. It was her eyes behind them, the way she was glaring at me like I was something stuck under her shoe. “Emily?” I breathed out, my voice barely above a whisper. My pulse quickened. I haven't even noticed how fast my heart has started to race until I felt it pounding in my ears.

I place my hand on her back, trying to soothe her. "It hurts." She mumbles in between sobs. I move some of the hair from her face and can feel that she's running warmer than usual. She looks up at me, and her eyes are glowing purple. I take in a sharp breath, not expecting her to be showing any signs of her powers developing, but I give her a small, reassuring smile.

As I sprinted toward her, the breath died in my throat. She wasn't just cold. Her clothes were ripped apart; the once designer clothes now looked like rag. Her skin was mapped with purple bruises. Her breathing was ragged. When she heard my footsteps, she looked up at me. Her eyes were red rimmed, and her hair was messy. “Becky,” she rasped. “It was…gray wolf…gray wolf—it’s eyes red. I…I…I—gray wolf…red eyes…I saw it…It changed…” Gray wolf? Red eyes?