Big Dumb Eyes Book Novels & Stories

They took a seat right in the very corner. They left their bags on the table and went to the counter to order some food. A soon as they had paid in the cashier, they went back to their table. Ethan heard the door open, and when he saw who it was, his eyebrows furrowed. "Mellow," he said under his breath. They made eye contact. Mellow raised her brows and smirked. As soon as they crossed paths, Mellow whispered, "I'll dig something dirty to make your life miserable – I'll make sure that it's true. I won't stop until I see you suffer."

“I will hold his head in my hands. Who among you will come first and take out his eyes? Or will it break at all? The structure of their eyes is very similar to human eyes.” At Sharab's request, Shazam stepped towards him, and then with shock she saw her brother walking towards him, with whom he had not yet spoken. “Oh my God ... is they really human? No normal human being can do that.” She muttered with fear in her heart. These people are definitely ... but not normal, they are crazy.” Her brain whispered a little. As Shazam plunged his two fingers into the eyes of this plastic head, she closed her eyes ... but then she felt someone's hand on her shoulder so she slowly opened her eyes and lo

He grazed his lips against hers as he looked right into her emerald eyes with only one thing running in his mind and soul, to ruin her. It was all normal. He had a fucking normal life, or so he would like to call it but he had it all planned. Until his eye landed on the girl who was currently straddling him. She was fucking beautiful. She had gorgeous green eyes and her skin was as soft as a feather. Her lips set in a thin line and her nose was small but cute. The way she blushes whenever he touches her, the red tint does something to him. He for once loved the fact that she is crippled. She couldn’t run and he can keep her with him. As long as he could.

“Dad says she's just a poor potion maker. Which is not big deal. It does not mean that she is a wizard. And if I think well, that will be your skill limit too… If you're lucky enough to have the memory she has.” The girl, though affected by the boy's words, did not show this. “What are you reading?” Elizabeth got close to him and saw on one of the two pages where the book laid open an image of an odious creature, looking like a giant, with no hair on his head, not even where the eyebrows were supposed to be. But he had a lot of hair on the rest of his body, as if he were an aurochs. “A book for advanced students.” Indeed, the book had on the other page almost as many words as the whole book

The guy guided us inside, and we did a straight turn toward the kitchen, where he started to make us hot chocolate, the other girl was still whining about her punishement while he scolded her for running away from her babyisters. We drank our hot chocolate in silence, waiting for the guy to get over here, after a while a guy came in, he had brown hair that matches mine, with green eyes, while mom had blue ones. But mine were completly different, I had eyes that were mix between light blue, light green, gray and just a tiny bit of brown, it's like my eyes couldn't decide on which color they want to be. This guy was double my size, another giant, I know dad, I mean Michael is much taller than

Both of our eyes snap to the last person I expected to see. Chapter 1.43 Master Vs Daddy - Rourke

Fear of our encounter came back rushing, the vision I saw of Jericho and Raid dying occupied my mind. It was so realistic that I could still feel the blood's warmth in my finger tips. “I'm guessing you are the freak she had been talking about,” Rune kept the book back under the round table. “You just stepped into your own death, cloak man. Allow me to give you a proper welcome to Eclipse,” Macai tossed a dagger to his brother, Jane pulled out a small revolver gun from her thigh and pointed it at its head. It turned to me with a wild familiarity, his eyes were pitch dark and terrorizing.

Enormous! "What in the world are you?" I uttered in disbelief, stunned by the sight of this monstrosity. And to my greatest surprise, I saw...its eyes! They glowed in the dark with a deep chuckle that sent a chill down my spine. "It...it can't be! Green... eyes? "

I was not your usual sixteen-year-old. I am Nigerian Canadian, my both parents are Nigerian, I have been here all her life so I’m Canadian. Grabbed my glasses; they are my eyes, because I cannot see without them. I got into a boring tee-shirt that said VISION and a pair of skinny jeans, I put her frizzy afro curls in a messy bun and so much booby pins to actually make it look really good. Bag, sneakers, books, car keys, out of the house, I said in my head as I grabbed each thing. My books were almost to my chin as I walked to the kitchen, grabbed a bite of toast from my brother; TB’s plate.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.