Behind Her Eyes Book Novels & Stories

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

Her eyes glanced fearfully at the mark on her kitchen table. The blue candles, there were nine of them neatly placed and arranged beautifully in a semicircle on the kitchen table, the dim light contrasting against the pitch black kitchen room. Then as if suddenly emerging from the dark shadow behind her, strong fingers suddenly touched her neck from behind, soft and calm. Valerie choked up, but couldn't revolt, in the end all she could do was close her eyes. *** Without any resistance which meant that Valerie's body was limp in his arms, there was intense pain and shock there. Valerie's wide eyes said so. Until a few seconds later, Valerie's eyes lost their light, closed weakly, leaving a da

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.

He was standing right behind her. She knew the exact moment she turned around, his cold eyes would confront hers. The fear would be so intense that she wouldn't be able to move a single muscle. She would desperately want to run for the door, but it was locked. She would only be thrown inside again by the Devil, who was ready to assault her anytime he desired.

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

" Liliana, who did not say a word, turned as white as a ghost. She thought back to when she picked up the report yesterday, and the way I looked at her. So calm, so still, like a pond with no ripples. I did not even think to ask for her help. She had that nagging feeling that maybe, just maybe, I did not love her anymore. However, facing that truth was more than she could bear. … Despite the chaos, the surgery was a success. When I opened my eyes, it was like the world had flipped upside down. Everyone's attitude toward me changed dramatically. It was rare for them all to be together, but there they were, filling my hospital room with noise and life, a stark contrast to the quiet isolation b

She was going to be a problem. I think back to the moment I walked into the classroom. I was already irritated from training, lack of sleep, and Jasper’s nonstop commentary during lunch. Then I saw her. And everything in me went still. She’s was sitting at the back table alone. Her obsidian hair falling over one shoulder, violet eyes lifting toward mine the second I walk in. And that silver streak near the front of her hair catches the lantern light like moonlight cutting through darkness. She is beautiful. Dangerously so. My wolf reacted instantly. It wasn’t aggressive or protective, it was something much worse.

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.