Behind Her Eyes Book 2 Novels & Stories

What I see in front of me will haunt me for the rest of my life ; never will I ever be able to erase it and the way it makes me feel. I watch in horror as the innocent sweet girl I love is seated backwards on a wooden chair , her chest touching the back rest. Her hands and legs are tied together with leather belts , her eyes are blindfolded – which makes her other senses heightened. I watch in horror as multiple rivers of her blood trickle down her back. I try to focus my eyes onto her back , but due to the formation of tears my vision blurs. With my bloodied hand , I wipe my eyes free from tears – the smell of blood makes me realise that I have smeared some blood on my face. Nevertheless ,

, she said, keeping her eyes on the page and taking a sip. "Sorry? Didn't get you", I muttered. "The book", she said. "Oh! Do you have a third eye? I mean how did you know that I was trying to read the title", I asked. "Obviously, you would. You never saw me reading a book and it may make you curious about what I am reading. No?", she said. My eyes popped out. She finally looked at me. Undoubtedly, she looked like another woman in glasses. Her eyes looked bigger and she looked much mature.

Mmmmm delicious. I turn around chewing the protein bar when the sight startles me. I drop the protein bar to the floor. There is a rush of air and the person is now facing to face with me. Her red eyes appear eerie and they glow like hot embers. On the sofa behind her is a man lazing around as if he is bored and his eyes are glowing deep red same as hers. His hair is black and slicked back. I recognize her but she is somehow different now. She is the same girl who was fuming that Brian didn't pick her but she is back and what has happened to her eyes.

She said and walked in the house. She put the book on the nightstand with a loud thud. She could feel her anger, she wasn't that kind of person. She grabbed her side bag and stood in front of the mirror, brushing her hair. She froze as she saw a glimpse of gold gleaming in her eyes. It left a sickening dread in her stomach. She blinked and forwarded her face to see it clearly. His voice echoed in her mind, ' Are you alright?' Carefully, she watched the color of her eyes. She blew out a hot breath and relaxed when she saw her normal color.

I chuckled deeply, the memory of her body haunting me like a dream. Her eyes travel towards my bare chest ever so openly, she stands there, saying nothing, her eyes savoring every little gaze. When she’s done, she blinks innocently and looks away. "Go on, little vixen, run and don’t look back." "I am not running away, an Alpha doesn’t run from its prey." Her voice is soothing, dipping of something else, something sparkles in her deep golden eyes, it’s like I can see beyond that.

My beautiful Angel. My eyes moved to her stomach again. Her round, rigid protruding stomach. This time I let out an enraged roar that echoed through the stone walls. End of Book 1…to be continued.

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.

But she’s good—too good. I check behind the curtains, my fingers gently brushing against the fabric. Nothing. I move silently toward the bookshelf, running my eyes over the rows of books. Still nothing. I pause, closing my eyes briefly to focus my senses. I can almost feel her presence as if I can sense her heartbeat, syncing with mine in this exhilarating game.

Her hair grew longer until they touched the floor, into a faint peach color. Her eyes turned grey and she got a golden choker around her neck. She looked up into the mirror but she couldn't see her reflection. The voices of the bells grew fainter as she moved her hands away from her eyes. She picked up the glowing book and opened it. As soon as she did, she found herself in a locked room where few people shot a man to death. She slowly walked towards him and looked at him. She looked into the book and then at him 'Just like Lucus did it' She held the book firmly and took a deep breath as the 'death' mark appeared on her face.

Asked the Prince eagerly. “I can try,” she said. She closed her eyes and let her third eye guide her. She could see the jagged rock fragments jutting out at different points as the ravine went on and on heading towards a seemingly infinite darkness. She let her mind traverse the darkness, wandering further down though she could not decipher much of anything. She also could not seem to locate Lynx. She was tried to delve deeper into the pitch black expanse but something awoke there. Bloodshot eyes with coal-black irises snapped open and then narrowed as though they could see or sense her. She recoiled, stumbling backwards as her eyes snapped open. Hayden grasped her by the arms and steadied h