Big Dumb Eyes Book Novels & Stories

*Boom* Like the quaking of the earth and the shifting of the plates time trembled when those pupils were exposed to the world once more. Unlike the Origin King those eyes didn’t battle with confusion and doubt when they were opened for that was not their luxury. For those were the eyes that were pure and true; and when they looked upon the glass tube that confined their host the containment was breached. For it trembled and realised its folly, and it let the Supreme go. *Crack*

How would she become rich? When Mdm. Meredith realized that things were spiraling out of control, she had her men knock Sylvia out. She also used the opportunity to have the baby extracted from Sylvia's womb despite the baby being premature. As expected, it was a baby boy. Elated, Mdm. Meredith brought the baby and showed him to Marcus. But Marcus didn't even bother opening his eyes. All he said was, "Stop causing trouble to Joanna and Cherie." Mdm. Meredith's gaze darkened slightly, but she opted to say nothing. Instead, she turned on her heel and left with the baby.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

She is pretty, pretty average. She had round green eyes that reminded me of an owl. She was also significantly thin, so freaking malnourished, due to her unstable dietary habits. I've noticed how she doesn't attend lunch breaks; she is always at the emergency exit reading books. Like books are meals that could aid her survival. I hate her! Why do I hate her? Because she is so dumb. She turned in my direction and a pair of emerald green eyes widened at me; she froze for a bit before she hesitantly turned away.

I’m trapped! My sight gets blurry as panicked tears fill my eyes. I’m so stupid. I’m so naïve. I’m so weak! How could I even think of believing this man! How didn’t I see he’s not normal?! What human has such intense gold eyes? What human is strong enough to send two adult men flying into a wall so easily? - Yeah, I saw him do that right before I passed out. What human lives for two hundred years and still looks this young? No human.

He tore off his bandages and slammed his bleeding palms directly onto the silver line Maya had drawn. The reaction was instant. His blood touched the silver ink and—boom—purple fire shot across the floating pages. Wherever the fire went, the “characters” on the pages snapped out of their roles. They looked up. Saw the giant eye. And then the screaming started—"NO," over and over. The star-baby wailed, shaking the whole world. The giant eye turned blood-red, then began to cry thick, black ink. The drops fell like boulders, crashing toward Maya and Julian.

Growling I sit up then hold the book "What's your problem, I know you're not fake so why are you hiding " " am not" The moment the book spoke I quickly let it go but it didn't fall off my hand, it remained in the air. " you..... just.... speak" stammer I crawl backward on the bed "How is a book speaking" " what do you expect lady, you have been making so much noise am forced to wake up "Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat "

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

She stood to go inside and i was left with my feet in the snow and my hand wrapped around thus book i was so nervous to open. Was this a letter? I was wrong. It was a book of letters, written carefully each day for the past eighteen months but the first, the first page was- A LETTER TO BIGFOOT Dele, look i'm up here. I can see you. Just look. * And it was then that he shut his eyes, a tear falling off only for him to look up and open them. The snow had created a fog or was it just his mind. But he did hear her. "Dele" She yelled from a distance and he stood from the bench immediately.

Those beautiful yet sharp eyes regard me with the same intensity that they gave me in my dream. “Well, fuck.” I curse under my breath. * * * Dear Gentle Readers, any idea what on Earth is happening? Do tell your theories in the review/comment section. Thank you and stay safe! P.S. Clarabelle's story is called "Fuck You and All of Your Bullshits" and it is available here on GoodNovel.