Behind My Eyes Novels & Stories

I didn't encounter any problem while working with her. After packing my necessary things I bid her goodbye glancing towards his door. Just then the door creaked open revealing the boss itself. our eyes met, it was as if time has stopped we stared into each other's eye. For some moment I saw guilt in his eyes but it didn't last long when he quickly change back to his old self. who I'm I kidding he's not someone to feel guilty about what he did wrong. I quickly avert my eyes and walked away, feeling his gaze on my back.

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.

"Victor, my eyes! My eyes are burning! They hurt so much!" Upon hearing this, Victor stared at Natalie as if he wanted to cut her open. "You must be out of your mind, Natalie! You knew about Sienna's eye condition! How could you shove her face into a spicy soup like that?" Natalie glanced at Sienna and slowly stepped forward. She lowered her gaze, staring at Sienna imperiously as she drawled, "The corneas in her eyes were once mine. I can do whatever I want with them."

“Fucking Selwyn.” Pain shot behind my eyes again.

Through the haze, I heard Everhart’s voice, calm, cruel, detached. “Keep going,” he said. “Until she remembers who she truly is.” The men obeyed. Another kick. Another strike. My body screamed. My mind flickered, but deep inside, beneath the agony, there was something burning a deadly spark. “Wait…” I rasped, spitting blood onto the floor. My lips trembled as I forced my head up. “Check your news.” One of my eyes had already swollen shut; the other barely clung to focus. Everhart frowned, suspicious, but pulled his phone from his pocket. The light from the screen reflected in his pupils, and then his expression shattered.

They seem so far away. After a while of mental debating, I reluctantly crawl out of bed and draw the curtains letting in the sunlight. The bright rays shine directly into my eyes, temporarily blinding me. I can feel a burning sensation at the back of my eyes. I blink a few times for my eyes to adjust to the harsh light. "God damnit!" I mutter slowly backing away from the window. "Fuck!"

I open my eyes but I'm no longer in the office. I see flashes of an old house... Basement... And...And... A girl.... Blood... there's blood on her.... Eyes... Black eyes are watching me while white fangs sink into her neck. I scream in horror. Please stop!!! The scene changes again. I'm on my back. The black eyed man is saying something then he disappears... A wave of fire engulfs my body... I scream in agony as loud as my lungs will allow. Seb Pov

V A sharp pain passed my mind. I closed my eyes . The sensation remained for a moment then it was gone. A vision flashed behind my closed eyelids. It was the vision of a man whom I had been seeing since childhood. The vision was not very clear but I saw the same pair of sapphire blue eyes that belonged to the man who was looking down at me now. Alpha Knox's eyes. Why had I been seeing a man my entire life who wanted to kill me? It doesn't make any sense.

"Behind the walls of alcoholism and cynicism, I discern a troubled soul. The raging fire in your eyes appears to hold a faint whiff of melancholy. There is something so deep hidden in these deep pools." I sputter, my eyes glued to his by a powerful spark which I am trying so hard to break from.

The world swims behind my eyes, but not with vision, only fatigue, frustration, and the spinning dread of helplessness. I see nothing. There are no glimpses of futures, no flickers of alternate paths. There are not even shadows of what could be. There is only the heavy, aching darkness behind my eyes, the silence of a gift that once spoke constantly but now says nothing at all. It fractured the moment Akin fell.