Novel & Cerita Behind Her Eyes Book Series

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.

“If there’s a chance that what you’re saying somehow connects me and my mother with this place…or at least, with the things I have seen here, you have to remember.” I closed my eyes again, this time, finding her bed so that I didn’t have to stand. I needed all the strength I could get to power through this forced trace. Books… Pages… They flipped. My head flipped with it, and the pain was blinding, but luckily for me, my eyes were closed. Can’t blind me if my eyes are closed! The book finally closed and I opened my eyes in recollection. “The prophecy of the wolf-less queen,” I gasped. I sprung to my feet almost as immediately as I talked, but the speed at which I stood up, coupled with the b

Sideways, as though crossing a doorway required keeping one part of herself turned toward escape until the room proved, inch by inch, that it would not close behind her differently than promised. The back door opened to Omar first, then the woman from the transport board, then finally the child. M.M. stepped inside without stepping fully inside, her left shoulder still angled toward the dark drive beyond. One small duffel hung from her hand. The other hand remained pressed against the tied strip of cloth at her wrist, checking it every few seconds as though the knot itself might disappear if she stopped paying attention.

Mу eyes mееt his in a fіnаl second оf соntасt thаt is just аѕ іntеnѕеlу fосuѕеd as the оnе wе ѕhаrеd еаrlіеr. Thе саr mоvеѕ оff, and I turn my mіnd tо whаt’ѕ ahead. [Next POV from 'Carrie' in Chapter 45] ******** Author Note: Have you read my 2nd Series "Forbidden Love Stories (Book 2)" on Goodovel. Check out now before the book becomes premium and chapters got locked. Join Official Community 👉 bit.ly/avi22nash Like Official Facebook Page 👉 bit.ly/FLSpage

Then I stood in front of the desk and crossed my arms over my chest because otherwise I didn't really know what to do with it. Jilin didn't let that push her. She wrote the whole line in full before putting the pen to one side and leaning back in her executive chair. Our boss was a woman in her late thirties. A few strands of silver had crept into her black hair and gave her something dignified. Her eyes spoke of Asian descent, but the color of her skin was somewhere between a latte macchiato and a black coffee. And even though she had been tied to this desk for years after her leg was torn off by a spuma on an operation, she still had the sharp eyes of a huntress.

Jake My eyes flicked from building windows to side streets and cars, ignoring the mess and the destruction I scanned for movement, even the slightest twitch but saw nothing I had been doing this for so long now that I had learnt t trust myself, I got a sense, a gut feeling when shit was about to hit the fan and right now everything felt calm. But we had a newbie in the truck, so I wasn’t about to take any chances, especially not when that newbie was Clara West.

What did she do this time, though? "Lisa?" He pursed his lips in wonder. "Who was she?" He decided to probe. "The beautiful girl in white dress. She had black, silky hair that reached her hips and ashen white skin. She also had a pair of alluring scarlet eyes. Once you stare at her eyes, you have drowned yourself in the abyss of nothingness, and you will lose your rationality for a moment. You're bound to do her bidding." Thalia's eyes are brimming with tears. "And, me foolishly trusting her even though my instinct said otherwise."

“If you fall from here, there’s no ‘Undo’ button. You’ll die.” She met his gaze. Saw the fear—and saw the love that survived being deleted and forgotten. She touched his cheek. “I’ve spent my life following medical books, Julian,” she said softly. “For once, I’m going to do something not in the notes. We climb together.” They jumped. Maya grabbed the glowing thread for Chapter 61. It pulsed warm under her hand. Julian sailed beside her, helping her move chapter to chapter. Far below, the “Dark Master” appeared at last. From the shadows, a huge eye opened. It wasn’t human. It was a camera lens—cold and hard. The Eye of the Viewer, belonging to people who watched the story just to see it break

Then suddenly, her eyes changed into dark purple. A horrid look was worn on her face instantly. I got rid of my coat in impatience. Standing up, and pouncing my movements towards her instantly. “So? Do you still see the war?” Dark tears begin to flow from her pupils. “Worse.” “This is so much darker and worse.” “Tell me!” I urged, holding the sides of her arms as she was held in trance. “What do you see?” “A war, a very bad war with lots of killings and bloodsheds.”