Behind Her Eyes Book Summary Novels & Stories

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.

“I saw your eyes, it couldn’t lie. The blood of Montana runs in you. They were the family that was ruined by some certain gang of mafias and turned it all around because there was no one to fight them.” “You’re unique and pure, that’s what your eyes say. You’ve to protect those eyes and don’t let them shallow.” She let go of her hands on him and leaned her back on the chair. “You shouldn’t come here until you get a call from me, you should leave now.” She stood up. Eve stood up as well and held her hands. Staring at Jana she looked like she was the younger sister looking up to the older one. “Who did this to you? Make you look this miserable? And lived this way?” She had wanted to ask from t

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

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.

I asked, standing with her, the book still in my hands. A flicker of something in her pale blue eyes. Pity? Regret? It was gone as quickly as it appeared. "I'm the person who is trying to keep you alive," she said. And with that, she turned and walked away, her figure quickly swallowed by the sparse crowd on the street. I was alone again, with a book, a key, and a destination I didn't understand. But for the first time, the path forward, however terrifying, was clear.

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 stared at my eyes. “I gave you my grace, your left eye holds my grace. The person who will stare at your eyes will see his/her destination, ”I couldn't move when he suddenly hugged me and she whispered,“ I promise to come back and redeem my grace. I will be back after one hundred and forty three years.” “No, you don’t ...” I tried hard to move and to stop her, but she had a power that I can’t even fight. I cried, I cried. I felt the warmth of my tears down to my cheeks that even the cold of the rain made me numb.

Her defiance was palpable in the air, lurking beneath those enchanting blue eyes. Eyes that still haunt my dreams every night, more so now that she lies next to me. From the little mole underneath her left eye to the small crease on her brow whenever she was angling for a fight, her body had become an open book, revealing the storm before it washed all of us away. Her mind was still a vault but not for long. I had to admire her resolve. She was proving to be more interesting as time goes by, more so now that I know she wants me just as badly as I want her.

Her eyes met those of her companions, and in their shared gaze, they found a shared understanding—a unity forged through trials, a harmony born of courage. The battle had ended, but the journey was far from over. As Elysia looked towards the horizon, a sense of purpose ignited within her. The clash of energies had revealed the strength that resided within her, a strength that would guide her and her companions towards the challenges that lay ahead. With renewed determination, they set forth, ready to unravel the mysteries

She then felt his torso flexing and then the book she was reaching for, slid in her vision. “Here,” he drew her attention to the book in his soft voice. She fought back her growing nervousness and gingerly took the book from his hand. Slowly turned around to face him. His green eyes sucked her in immediately. They had to be the best pair of eyes she had ever seen- so kind, so gentle, so full of warmth. She knew they also held a darkness of their own. She had caught on the coldness lurking around the corner of his eyes, waiting to take over. Se hadn’t seen their dark side but she could tell it would be just as beautiful.