Behind Her Eyes Synopsis Novels & Stories

“…she saw red eyes before she passed out. They’re the same eyes that I saw in my other visions.” At that moment, my body trembles as a cold chill begins to seep through my body. I cross my arms in front of my chest, trying to stave off the chill. “There were two of them. One hit her on the back, and the other with the glowing eyes was in front of her.”

"Now I see why I liked you from the moment I first saw you." I almost jerked back when I saw the beautiful and friendly eyes she looked at me with. The eyes which she had looked at me the first time we had met, when I had puked in the toilet and all the times when both me and her had terrorized Janette and Clarissa in a short period of time, our fun adventures in the malls, restaurants, cinemas and salons. But then, I recalled that it was the exact same eyes that almost drowned me in the bathtub at the pack house of Dylan, the eyes which returned me back to my parents when I was about to taste freedom and what real life was like. And the same eyes which looked at Steve Harrows before killing

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.

I just learnt how to get a hold of my powers, and the witch hunters were going to be here soon. The woman screamed again. The labour was proving difficult. I could hear the baby straining. It was a girl. I had to think fast, so I did the only thing I could do. “Sameli”. I whispered into the air and everyone fell asleep. I walked slowly to the pregnant woman. She was asleep too. I woke her up. It was dangerous for the Baby. She opened her eyes slowly, and they were the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. I saw worry etched on her face. Her veins popping out and going in. Pain. She was in pain.

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

Her arm slowly drops and her face falls, unease resting throughout her body. Clara notices that people’s eyes aren’t on her but rather focused on something behind her. She slowly turns on her heel. Her blue eyes land on the unfolding scene behind her and she sharply gasps.

But What? Taking a seat beside the window, elegantly she removed her shades and placed it on the small table. Her eyes that lacked light and spirit peered outside the white floating clouds. They were no longer hidden behind those brown contact lenses. Her natural emerald eyes were dimmed with gloom and exclude melancholy. The scene from the previous night began to play before her eyes.

As I made my way towards the hall I saw a girl with jet black hair facing the windows As she heard my footsteps she turned around My breath stopped for a second. The only word that came to my mind was. Beautiful Deep blue eyes were staring at me with innocence. I moved towards her but as I took my first step Ezra's face came in front of me The day I first saw her eyes while I held her tiny body in my arms The fear in her baby blue eyes The mask that covered her face The way she stepped back when I tried to remove her mask The way she vanished just like she came Automatically I closed my eyes

“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

“Take them off.” She blinked her bambi eyes again. Damnit, why did she have to keep looking so innocent? It didn’t matter that he had this sudden ache to bury himself in her hot yielding body, at the end of the day, she was a whore. “Now.” “I’m on it…” Swiftly, she pried open one of her eyes and with expert fingers, she pulled out her dark grey contacts to give way to her sparkling blue eyes. She proceeded to do the same with the next eye and when she was done, she looked up again at him.