Behind Her Eyes Parents Guide Novels & Stories

He continued. I was only staring at Drake for a moment, I am hesitating to go any further too. I am afraid that I would see those eyes from them again, if I don't possess any gift. An eye with anger, confusion, embarrassment, and an eye pitying me. I can't move my body at the moment, as if I was frozen, or stuck in this place I am standing at. But then my parents came, the King and Queen. I didn't notice that my eyes were about to tear already because of everything I was thinking, and my mother looked and smiled at me. Her smile reassures me.

He didn’t stop me. He just watched me with those blue eyes that always saw too much. 'Be careful,' he said through the mind link before I turned away. I didn’t reply. My parents followed me to the road when I left. Mum didn’t say much. She just held my hand for a second longer than usual before letting go. The drive was quiet, too quiet. The city lights flickered as the sun went down. Wolves moved through the streets in human form, some carrying the scent of the forest with them. Ravens circled above the tall buildings, shadows against the fading sky.

Her forehead colliding with something harder. "Oomph" She lifted her head, ready to offer an apology, and looked into the most beautiful green eyes she'd ever seen. The word sorry died in her throat. "Wow," she breathed in innocent wonder. How come she'd never seen that color before? Her eyes were brown, like her late mama's. Her papa often told her they were the most beautiful but he was lying. Green was the most beautiful. Before she could get her fill, hands ripped her away and she protested, ready to give the person her piece of mind but she found herself glaring into her father's eyes "Papa"

“I think it’s a good idea, let her do it.” “Never!” Her father barked in response and Tiana felt her control button zap off. A dangerous air sizzled around them as she looked her father in the eye,“Either you let me work peacefully or I leave this house and never return!” She was sure her eyes had turned gold and her voice had a convicted calmness to it from her father’s fidgets. “Honey, what your dad and I mean is that it’s too dangerous out there.” Her mother had explained gently. Her mother's tone confirmed her suspicion, they all knew whenever her eyes turned gold, everyone and thing in sight was in grave danger.

And her eyes flashed gold constantly now. I had to be careful. Had to teach her to hide it. "Remember," I told her. "Your special eyes are just for home. When we're outside, we keep them normal, okay?" "Okay, mama." "Can you show me your normal eyes?" She concentrated, and the gold faded back to blue. "Good girl. That's so good." But I worried constantly. What if someone saw? What if they figured out what she was? What if they took her away?

But as she leaned closer, her breath fogging the glass, her mother’s voice sliced through her thoughts. *"Do you realize how awful your eyes look? You should cover them up, or else people will be afraid of you and leave you alone."* Her hands trembled as she reached for the dark brown lenses. The cool plastic pressed against her fingertips as she carefully placed the first lens. She blinked, her lashes fluttering against the discomfort, and tilted her head to inspect the transformation. The vibrant purple was gone, replaced by a muted brown that felt dull but safe. Relief flickered briefly, only to be swallowed by a heavier weight.

Her father had said that the last thing he would want to do was encounter the man again, he had said so many things about him, but now looking at him as he slept, he was nothing like the things her father had said, except when he opens his eyes. She shuddered at the thought of his black eyes, that eyes scares her, so black, so devoid of any emotion, the eyes were just black and blank, you can never see anything through it and once again she remembered her father’s words about his eyes, “his eyes so black and blank that you can see nothing but your upcoming death.” she blinked away the thought, realizing that her father was just right, when he was looking at her that time in the closet, she h

My mom’s eyes were wide with fear, my dad’s hand tight around hers. “Mom? Dad?” My voice cracked, breaking. “Please… please tell me what happened.” They didn’t speak. They only raised their arms slowly and pointed. Pointed toward the shadows. And out of the shadows, Jasmine stepped forward. Her face calm, her smile wicked. “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, not her. Please, not her!” But my parents kept pointing. Their eyes locked on me, begging me to understand. I screamed. Loud and raw, until my throat burned.

I try not to concentrate too much on what they are saying when clearly I understand the language since mom was an American before falling into the hell that was my father, when the View of Mother Black Pierce on mine. Her eyes look at me curiously, I detect nothing of hostility in her eyes, It is a simple curiosity to know who am. I watch as she finally pulls away from her children, who stand behind her automatically as if they will take care of any evil that she wants to hurt her as if they were her shield to anyone who dared to try to harm her.

"None of you can look at that girl in the eyes. She was right when she said that she used the blindfold because she wanted it and not because she was ordered to. And now she decided not to use it anymore, so take care. And if she does anything against any of you, come to us or go to Dai! Right, son?" "Yes!" "Also, she seems to be losing her insanity, so let's just let her do what she wants and act how she wants. Just ignore. That will probably frustrate her and be even more effective. Because if I saw it right, she will start acting bitterly now," mom pointed with a grin on. They all agreed with her, except me. I'm not letting that girl do what she pleases. Not in my Palace. "When you have t