Novel & Cerita Behind Her Eyes Book Review

, some kind of popular brand, but this was the first time I perceived it. After taking a shower, I wear my PJs, I was sited on my bed reading a book. Braille is a system of raised dots that can be read with the fingers by people who are blind. The doors open, I can tell right away it was Jesse who walked in, I have his scent and steps mastered. He gets on the bed, I drop my book and lay on the bed "Is she gone now?". "Honey, look, she's just a maid, why are you so worried about it?".

“…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.”

Slowly, I raised my eyes and met her chilling gaze, "The path I show you may lead to ruin, and once started cannot be reversed." As the sun sets outside and shadows lengthen across the floor, I can't tear myself away. There is a terrible beauty in this book, a seductive allure that draws me deeper within its pages. I wonder if I should put it back, return it to the shadows where it lay hidden for so long. But now that I have found it, now that I know this kind of secrets, can I really let it go? ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━

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

A witch's magic is never truly lost. As I made my way to meet with the pack doctors, a pair of blue eyes kept invading my thoughts and I knew that until I had her, I wouldn't be able to get her out of my head.

Her eyes were brown, as if she matched them with the color of the furniture. As their eyes met, she closed her book without turning towards them. It made them feel uneasy as they could see the malice and hatred in her eyes. She slowly turned around, facing them, then she stood up and walked towards the other door. With a gesture of her hand, she asked them to go inside, as if she was waiting for them.

Yet. Her lashes lower, slow, almost heavy, and then I see it. The faint shine that catches against the light. Moisture. Her eyes aren’t crying, not yet, but they’re close. Too close. And it twists something sharp in my chest, something I don’t like. I don’t want those tears anywhere near her. I lean forward, barely an inch, but it’s enough. My gaze pulls toward the book in her hands like gravity itself shifted. What did she read? What line of ink and paper cut deep enough to bring those unwanted guests into her eyes?

She sat down in the chair behind the desk, her eyes scanning the room once more before coming to rest on a small, leather-bound book that lay open on the desk. The book was old and worn, its pages yellowed with age. The mysterious woman's eyes scanned the pages, her expression intent. As she read, her eyes narrowed, her mind racing with the implications of what she was reading. It was a prophecy, one that spoke of a great and powerful woman, one who would bring about a new era of peace and prosperity. But the prophecy also spoke of danger, of a great and ancient evil that threatened to destroy everything. The mysterious woman's eyes locked onto the final sentence of the prophecy, her heart r

Yet she didnt look away nor did she move away. Damn, Her eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful and talkative, that she almost doesn't need words to describe what she wants to say-her eyes are enough. I can look into her for a lifetime and still wont feel enough, because she has a lot of stories hidden in her eyes that I need to read. She has captured a lot of pictures inside her eyes that I need to see and adore but not from my eyes but from her eyes. Yes, I want to see this world from her eyes, from her point of view, from her shoes. I want to know how she sees this world. I want to know if this world is same as i see or is it any different from her eyes ? i want to know if the Red is same Red as

And her biggest feature is her deep-seated gray eyes that she inherited from her mother, Ruby. However, apart from being taken aback because of Rose's beauty, Beatrice was shocked when she saw a cold, dangerous glint in Rose's eyes when she looked at her. __________________________________ AUTHOR NOTE Hello guys, I really appreciate you lovely people reading my book and I hope you enjoyed it. I apologize for any grammatical errors you might see in the book, but I've corrected the mistakes. Please patiently wait for the mistakes to change. In addition, your support is crucial to this book's success. So please vote with your Gems. Your comments and reviews are greatly appreciated too.