Behind Her Eyes On Netflix Novels & Stories

Her emerald eyes glisten as she checks each page of the album, humming a lullaby that matches her mood. She raised her head and looked at the door when someone knocked, still smiling ear to ear. "Please come in." She answered kindly. Her voice was sweet with an American accent. A woman in a dark suit wielding a katana on her back lowered her head when she entered and saw the woman. "Madam? We have already executed your plans." Her protruding green eyes went wide blissfully when she heard the good news. "That fast? Excellent work! Finally." She stood from her seat and proceeded towards the glass wall, which faced the sunset in the west. Her face is beaming with joy, but deep in her eyes, even

I have my words, I can use them, but today, I will ignore her comment. Those long lashes of hers stare at me in a victorious manner. Is it just me or her eyes are cold? Something about her is off. “I am looking forward to tonight, I have a feeling something might happen.” She picks up the glass of water and takes a gentle sip, those eyes glancing at me briefly with a wicked twinkle. Everyone looks at her as though she’s perfect, someone with a reputable background, everyone sees a picture perfect girl when they stare at her: But, when I stare into those dark eyes of hers, I see danger lurking behind them.

Covering her face with a vile, leaving only her eyes uncovered. Already going back on words of not forgiving Ruby, Eric's heart melted. Eric nearly lost his breath. She looked exactly like he saw her one month ago. Her blue eyes was enough to give away her beauty. She looked so beautiful with just those dark blue eyes of her. He knew that no matter where she goes, if he sees those eyes, he will know it's her. He will always recognize those beautiful blue eyes anywhere.

The way it dug into her eye. Her whimpers. Lucas cries. The screams from them both. She would have been died if Lucas hadn’t come in. Dying in her stead. But she did have her own share. Touched her eye through the veil. She unlocked the wicket gate, while entering she pulled off her veil. Revealing her patch eye. She touched the eye. With was just one eyed woman. "Am back Lucas " She smiled sadly. "Am sure the sighs are happening already "

A beautiful one. She turned toward him, blinking in mild surprise. Her eyes were an astonishing shade of blue, unlike his, hers mirrored the Greek oceans, vibrant and deep, flecked with lighter hues that caught the light. But just as quickly as she acknowledged his presence, she dismissed it, returning her attention to the small screen in front of her. Settling back into her seat, she munched on chips while engrossed in her movie. Before long, sleep caught up on her, and she dozed off mid-bite while her seat curtain left opened as she was utterly defenceless to the world around her.

Leonard When I looked into her eyes, she had allegations against him. With a knife deeply buried on her back, she didn't bother to seek answers through her unspoken words. She was terrified, broken and above all looked betrayed. "Eyes on me," I commanded her even though I knew that she won't avert her gaze because she wanted me to go through the same pain that she was going through. I saw a tsunami in her big blue ocean. I saw waves of pain and hurt.

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.

He was intrigued “Oh she didn’t mean it, she corrected herself straight away and said they might hurt me! Although I don’t know why anyone would ever want to hurt me, and I never went out so recognise didn’t make sense either. Just before I started school mum said she would give me a fresh new look. I felt like I was having a real princess day. I got my hair done, make up and mum even let me try some of them eye changing contact lenses!” I smile at the memory “Why would you change your eyes?” Damon quizzes

She wanted to deny it, to snap at him, to remind him of who she was to him. But nothing came out. A small, knowing smile tugged at his mouth. He leaned even closer, his lips grazing the shell of her ear without touching. “You don’t have to answer. I can see it in your eyes.” Her knees weakened. A shiver ran through her entire body, her nipples tightening beneath the silk. He pulled back slightly, enough for his gaze to lock with hers again. His eyes were dark, hungry, daring. For a moment, she thought he might kiss her. She thought she might let him.

“Told you, moonpie. You don’t get a choice.” She clench her hands together. She swallow back the scorn at back of her throat. She cleans the tears on her eyelid. Thank God she was at the dark, so he can't see her crying. She won't let this punk ass charlatan see how frail she's. He sat back against the couch, his pose unshaken, in spite of the fact that his look never cleared out her. She seem feel the weight of those eyes as she ventured closer, hips influencing in time with the bass.