Beyond The Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Enough." The ground trembled. Everyone turned. The giant eye beyond the shattered gate had narrowed. Its immense gaze swept across the battlefield. "The door is opening." Silence followed. Then something struck from the other side of reality. The impact echoed through the mountains like a hammer blow. A deep, thunderous boom. Every head snapped toward the gate. The fracture behind the colossal eye widened. Jagged cracks spread through the darkness beyond, revealing brief glimpses of something moving far behind it. Something enormous.

Silence crashes around us. Because if a being beyond existence is afraid Then whatever just woke up is beyond even it Far out in the endless void Two enormous eyes open And reality itself begins to shake.

I have the same eyes, the same jawline, and the same tiny scar on my left brow from when I tripped as a child. I had seen myself—alive, breathing—but not quite me. And she had seen me first. The thought clawed at me as I forced my feet to move. I turned away, stumbling down the street, water splashing around my ankles. Each step felt unsteady, as if the ground had shifted beneath me. The storm blurred the city into smears of light and shadow. People hurried past, faces hidden beneath umbrellas, but none of that mattered. I was somewhere else entirely. Her gaze followed me.

I saw her removing her contacts which shocked me because I thought it was her real eyes from the very start. "Don't worry about that. I bought three of your contacts, just in case. It's in my bag. You can put it on before we get in the venue." Dara answered her. I can't take my eyes off of Inez and when she successfully removed her contacts, I was amazed by the color of her right eye. It's so deep. An ocean blue. It's beautiful, really. Why does she need to cover it with contacts? It's so beautiful. "Uh... I'm sorry if this sounds rude to you, Hailey but can you not stare at me like that? It feels... awkward." She said and I blinked so many times before I looked away from her, totally embarr

A mystery indeed. Beautiful and mysteries eyes.

I think I'm going to stay for just two days at this school. I was about riding off when my eye caught a passenger in the front of the bus. the only passenger there actually. Her head was leaned on the window and her eyes were closed but I could tell she wasn't sleeping cause she kept smiling and scrunching her nose and I could have sworn I saw her pout her lips for a split second. As if she had just kissed somebody. It's like she's day dreaming and In that moment She looked so peaceful like nothing could harm her.

His tears fell, too, conveying the depth of his pain he has yet the capacity to comprehend. WHOOSH! Gusts of winds sent their photo memento adrift the air current while waves swallowed the rusty scissors unbeknownst to them because of the unprecedented arrival of two mystical beings from rivalling sides. They realized later they sucked in a sharp breath in unison. The moon illuminated Iridescent against shallow waters, she was divine encapsulated through her enchanting silver eyes. Whereas Gallus who appeared ruthless in grim black suits, flicked his fingers on Eli's forehead wasting no time.

In this weather? I was so surprised and ran to it sitting down on my knees I cleared the snow settled on it. It was a beautiful six petal white flower. As I was busy doing my important work I sensed someone staring at me. An uneasy feeling dwell in my heart and my head subconsciously moved up. There I saw something on the other side at some distance ahead, staring straight at me it's eyes boring into my soul. I couldn't figure out what it was but whatever that thing is, it's huge and black in colour.

She asked, but her voice was frighteningly calm. I gulped. "I got tired of using it, Your Majesty. I want to see the world with my eyes, while I still…" I need to be quiet. "I mean, I want to see everything that I couldn't all those years. I'm tired of being afraid of what I'm going to see, death comes to everybody and there's nothing we can do about it. It's not like I'll cause someone's death with my eyes, I'm just going to see it. Although most people don't seem to understand that, or rather, they don't want to. And that's okay, I don't mind people blaming me for it, not anymore. I just won't stand being accused of something I didn't do, like killing someone especially because I didn't wa

I thought his beauty beyond natural is only a coincidence, as well as his weird accent sometimes like he's from another time. I thought it was all just in my imagination that he could read my mind, and his eyes can glow or darken. Now, I know better. This is the truth. The part of reality which is beyond natural.