Behind Her Eyes Book Series Novels & Stories

I asked as my heart started to race with excitement. “We are Lucky and Charms I heard from the dining hall entrance.” I turned to see two fire redheads standing at the entrance. The smaller one that seem to be just a child came running down the dining hall towards the girls and almost collided with Ahnyla who was getting up from the table. “Hey, watch out are you blind you almost hurt my baby.” Ahnyla said, holding her belly, dramatically. The little girl had shades on which was strange. She didn’t seem at all fazed by Ahnyla’s harsh words. “As a matter of fact, I am blind. But I know that you got in my way and I didn’t get anywhere near your baby.” The little girl responded before taking of

** Paige’s POV ** The heat pooling in my centre suddenly flares, sending a rush of fire up my neck, and I gasp. Low growls sound around me, and I look up to see all four sets of eyes locked on me. They’re intense, like predators eyeing up their prey. These are not the warm eyes of Ryder, Remy, Parker, and Callen. No, these are their wolves peeking through, dark and dangerous, their pupils blown wide.

As she turns the page of the book, she was greeted by the images of the current leaders of the mystical domain. At the forefront was Blaze's image, exuding an irresistible allure with his icy demeanor, and she couldn't help but feel a rush of desire coursing through her body as she gazed at those captivating golden eyes. The intensity of their stares was enough to make her heart race and her breath hitch. Those eyes were like a magnet, drawing her in with their hypnotic gaze, and igniting a fire within her that she couldn't resist. Every time she looked into them, she felt a surge of electricity pulsing through her veins.

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.

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

she said "So listen" I sighed ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I now came back to my seat and was pretending to work with a goofy grin on my face. Today's temperature is too nice isn't it? My one eye was fixed to the entrance and the other towards my watch. Someone have to be here now. No one seemed to come so I turned towards my computer

While she is looking at the mirror that for a moment granted her, her wish to see them in that distance and corner of the abyss where she is ruling. “Everyone’s memories are altered and their fate is sealed towards the inevitable beginning of the last and seventh loop. But the end of this long journey and fate that is president with lies and darkness.” Somewhat narrating the reality and the inevitable truth of that very moment and time. She looks at the book that she guards, and somehow the book knows what she wanted and thinking, no, it does know. For it open its pages to let her see and read the characters that she is now more than familiar with whom.

As I walked out of the room, Amanda's desperate screams echoed behind me, but I never looked back. She was not sorry for what she had done. She was only afraid because she had lost everything.

She closed her eyes and let the music lead. And just like that, the walls she had so carefully built began to shift. Visions flared. A house with blue curtains. Hands clapping after a recital. Then flames. Walls melting. Screams muffled behind closed doors. A child’s voice crying for help. She missed a note. Another. Then stopped altogether. Tears welled. Hot, unforgiving. She pressed her palms to her eyes. It hurts God, it hurts. The remembering. --- Outside the glass room, Adrien waited.