Behind Her Eyes Book Summary Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her hair grew longer until they touched the floor, into a faint peach color. Her eyes turned grey and she got a golden choker around her neck. She looked up into the mirror but she couldn't see her reflection. The voices of the bells grew fainter as she moved her hands away from her eyes. She picked up the glowing book and opened it. As soon as she did, she found herself in a locked room where few people shot a man to death. She slowly walked towards him and looked at him. She looked into the book and then at him 'Just like Lucus did it' She held the book firmly and took a deep breath as the 'death' mark appeared on her face.

Her mouth was open and closed as she looked down unsure to name the number of hours as she herself has no idea about how many hours would she take to complete the book. "Let it be". He dropped the book down gaining her eye's attention to him as at the same time he looked up at her. And damn the sudden eye connection sent sparks in his body as his eyes connected with her large crystal shining eyes. Her eyes are giving a look of pure innocence. He wonders if she felt the same sparkling sensation too when her eyes met his. Blinking away he continued. "This is enough. I'm being enough merciful to let go this time. But one more complaint and one more disobedience....you remember my words".

change themselves, get rid of poverty and discrimination, but it continues and even I was made subject to it, so I had no choice but to do this, and even after I wore this eye for 40 years I don't feel any danger to my life, I feel young and strong as ever. I didn't do this to put the human side at a disadvantage, I wanted to power up every human so that they can be the strongest in the universe, that's why I created these eyes. But the hatred and foolishness in humans have not changed and it would only destroy the human race if I revealed this power. I don't have much longer to live, before the officials find this book I will be long gone as I have made it so that it can be published throu

Maybe my body is just in shock. I needed to know. I had to prove myself wrong. I could not let myself believe a foolish, dangerous hope. Keeping my eyes on her, I took three slow steps backward until my back touched the cold door again. Ten feet of space now stood between us. The moment I moved away from her, a sharp pain hit behind my left eye. I gasped and quickly held the side of my face. The familiar pressure came rushing back into my head. The mysterious curse had returned, making my vision blurry. The darkness tried to wrap around my brain all over again, promising to tear me apart from the inside.

Chapter 39 Ann's POV The eyes on my right hand side was blurry, I teleported to hell the moment lady Jessica's fingers had dipped inside my eyes and back to earth, with agony in my heart. I could hear their distant voices which sounded more like an argument. My hands were tied behind me; this hindered me from suppressing the blood which was falling from my eyes. Blood were dripping fastly from my eyes, and then I found myself slipping into darkness. ***** Jace's POV

She closed her eyes, attempting to grasp onto the fading recollection of the last moments. In the midst of her thoughts, the image of those piercing gray eyes emerged vividly. "He... Zain..., Black," she murmured softly, her gaze shifting towards Misty. With a surge of panic, she threw off her blanket and bolted, driven by the instinct to find safety in hiding.

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.

Maybe… maybe I’d find answers about the big betrayal here. I opened it. The first line glowed faintly in the dim room: “I am the fire—” And then the world went black. Not metaphorically. Not because I blinked. I went blind. It took me a moment to accept the fact that I had lost my eyes just after reading the first line! My breath seized. “What—what’s happening?” I whispered, reaching out into space. “I can’t—I can’t see—I can’t see!” Panic clawed up my throat.

I saw someone so familiar, their hair looked rough and wild, like something that came straight out from a horror movie and their eyes looked so wild, like only the white part of their eyes was visible, rolled back in a way that made my stomach turn. I snapped my eyes shut immediately and reopened them quickly, hoping I wasn't going insane and when I opened my eyes, the image wasn't there anymore. Quickly, I walked towards my window with shaky hands, bringing the curtains down. And walking towards my bed, quickly covering the duvet around me like it could protect me. "I hope I'm not going insane or perhaps it's the book I have been reading," I whispered, closing my eyes but each time I closed

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.