Beyond The Eyes Novels & Stories

Ben opened the book, the first page was empty, so was the second and it continued and only five pages of the book were left out of the 45 pages, Ben thought that the book was empty and was about to return it to its place, but when he opened the next page words were written and he read it, "Bionic eyes was one of the most important development in the year 2044 along with the heart of cyborg mechanism, using bionic eyes can help the combatant analyze the opponent during a fight and they also help in predicting attacks. When the control over bionic eyes increases, a person can almost become invincible in combat and there were also other powers the eyes granted, but the bionic eyes couldn't be u

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

I had cried a thousand rivers over the past few years, wallowing in my own self-pity, that I had no more to shed. Except for tonight. Tonight I was experiencing a whole different set of emotions, ones that were inspired by silver eyes. Eyes that seemed so familiar but I know I have never met before. They weren’t grey like some people had, they were steel, bright, and silvery, like nothing I had ever seen, God-like. I should have been thinking of Travis when we had sex, not trying to think of my dead mate, yet I couldn’t even do that right. Instead, I let the arousal from the mysterious eyes guide my body and help bring me to my release.

He mumbled in his breath. "What did you say?" She asked. "Nothing. " "Okay, so now let's finish some work and grab a meal." He suggested. Then Blakely brought some important files. Anton was guiding Alina through the content. She is still not too familiar with business things. They were so engrossed between work that they didn't notice the closeness between their faces. When their eyes met, they were literally lost in each other. Alina's hazel brown eyes were so alluring for Anton.

A slight frown appeared on her pale face, then she gradually relaxed. The doctor said it was the effect of the medication. She hadn't fully regained consciousness. "Beatrice, are you awake?" I said gently, looking at her face. Her eyelashes fluttered, and I continued to call her name. She finally opened her eyes, staring blankly at me. Her eyes were large, the black pupils appearing somewhat unfocused. "Beatrice, it's Chlo. I've rescued you. You're safe now," I said patiently. She blinked and looked around. Her gaze fixed on my face, and her lips moved slightly.

***MAYA'S POV*** My eyes fluttered open, struggling to adjust to the glaring light overhead. As the brightness faded into focus, I was met with stark white walls that felt more like a canvas hauntingly devoid of color. The sterile smell of antiseptic mixed with faint whiffs of medication filled the air, suffocating me. A nearby machine beeped in a steady rhythm, the sound foreign and mechanical. Suddenly, it all came rushing back. I shot up in bed, adrenaline coursing through me, only to feel a firm hand on my shoulder, gently but insistently pulling me back down. I turned to find Christi, her face etched with concern, eyes brimming with unshed tears.

I am hopeless. “Mine” he growls My vision gets blurry and I can barely see. “Please don't do this, I beg…” ignoring my pleas he breaks through me and I feel a mix of pleasure and agony flow through me. “Mine” he growls and his eyes bleed black before marking me. The triumphant smirk on his face is the last thing I see before I slip into a thick darkness I have nothing left, lost my mother, lost my father's affection, lost my best friend Madison, lost Eva and now I have to spend my whole life being a shadow of myself. What else do I have to live for?

Beth's POV As she sat on her chair, piles of Coins were arranged to form towers before her. There were quite a few Bronze Coin Towers, a couple made up of Silver Coins, and finally… … A Golden Coin Tower! Her face beamed with joy like that of a child playing with their favorite toy. Sylvia had dark ebony skin, black hair, and intense black eyes. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul, but Sylvia’s dark irises showed nothing, prompting many to call her soulless.

Her eyes widened, and she blurted out, “I’m… twenty-four.” “Oh… twenty-four.” Dr. Beckett looked out the window behind her, his gaze distant, like he was remembering something. Curious, she asked, “Dr. Beckett, are you asking because my eyes… is this related to my age?” “Oh, no,” he snapped out of his thoughts and smiled. “Just making conversation.” Just making conversation? Serena found that a little odd, but since he didn’t seem to want to elaborate, she let it go. “Dr. Beckett, I swear I’m not lying. My eyes really can see through things—but only certain kinds of things.”

Kallista glanced at Zander, but he merely shrugged as if to say, She’s right, you know. Before she could respond, movement in the distance caught her eye. She turned toward the house, and there, standing just beyond the garden’s edge, was Lila. She was half-hidden behind one of the pillars, her arms wrapped around her body, the sadness in her eyes couldn't be hidden. Kallista’s heart clenched. She wished she could reach out to her but Vanessa chose that moment to clap and people she hadn't noticed before stepped forward. With camera equipment, backdrops, makeup, racks and racks of dresses.