Big Dumb Eyes Book Novels & Stories

I was literally about to explode from the sheer smugness of that take when he said, all serious-like, “But if you really don’t want them to look at you… we can gouge out their eyes. What do you say?” I gaped. I literally gawked at him. Two eggs could’ve fit in my mouth with how wide it was open. “Are you joking right now?” I slapped his chest. He caught my hand gently, squeezing it. His eyes? Dead serious. “I’m not.” I rolled my eyes so hard they almost left orbit. “Yeah, sure. Totally not joking. Just casually talking about eye-gouging.” “But you don’t want them to see you.” I stared at him. “Are you being dumb on purpose, or is this just how your brain works?”

The man checked my eyes thoroughly. All he saw were milky white eyes staring back at him. "So, you've been wearing contacts this whole time. No wonder you can pull it off." The man chuckled coldly before slapping me. My face tilted to the side from the impact, but I soon turned back to look at him. "Where's Savannah Winters' body?" The man chortled in amusement. "Who's that?" "My older sister." "Oh. Too many women died here. I don't know which one of them is your sister."

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

Then all the lamps went out. Only the refrigerator was still buzzing. And in the dark we heard it. A slow blink. Not with the ears. With a little deeper. Open and close. Like a Lid. I fell on my knees. My breathing was flat. Then I saw it. Not really. Rather inside my head. An eye. Golden. Too big. It looked straight to me from darkness. And a voice — small, clear, peaceful — spoke in my interior: “Mama, you let the wrong one go.”

There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable, get ready to wet yourselves, dream, desire for more like I did and have fun! Kindly note that FOR DADDY'S EYES ONLY contains absolutely filthy erotic stories that cut across dirty age gap romances, forbidden sexual intercourse, consensual and non-consensual rapey episodes, and hardcore taboo/young adult erotica. If you are not up to eighteen, this book is above your age limit, for mature audience only. Lila Monroe Williams *** BLURB I knew I was betraying my friendship with my best friend, Olivia, but I could not overlook the raging inferno of my own desires as her billionaire uncle, and godfather, Charles Davenport, v

The annoyance act of the prophecy book caused Igikran’s anger to run deeply in his veins and chase after the book in a flaming manner. The eye of the prophecy book emitted a pressurized air out of its dilated pupil; it helped the book to move further. Akshara thought to herself, “How crazy the vision is! The book with an eye changed to rocket and it was chased by a raven with an iron helmet. What a weird book! Why everything is happening to me. Is it because I never believed in fantasy? I think I have muted my intelligence since the night of Bluemoon. I wish to wake up in my bed realizing everything I have gone through must be a dream.”

‘Such an aligist,’ Melora said. ‘That’s a good thing, you know.’ ‘Uh. I need a refresh my insults.’ I skimmed through the words, searching for something useful or related to it. The symbol was a pair of eyes enclosed in a kind of compass. The book was colored and these eyes were white, with the eyelids—representing skin—pale as snow. It had to be it. “There’s nothing here.” Ian tried to look into what I was reading but came out confused. “You can read this sh*t?”

The book had slipped from her lap onto the grass. And there.....just at the edge of the tree line, were two glowing eyes. She froze. The eyes moved closer. Slowly. Deliberately. A shape emerged from the shadows, and her breath caught in her throat. It was a dog. No—not just a dog. The biggest dog she'd ever seen. Easily the size of a small bear, with thick black fur and muscles that rippled under its coat as it stalked toward her. Its eyes glowed amber in the moonlight, fixed on her with an intensity that made her stomach flip.

What the hell is happening here? “What the fuck?” I say. Is this some kind of prank that Victor’s decided to pull? He should know that we are not in high school anymore, and this kind of behaviour is nothing but stupid. I don’t understand what this means, but I know it’s nothing good. I don’t know what to do. Should I touch the book? Should I even go near it? What if something bad happens to me if I do touch the book? The book finally stops moving, and it stays on one page. There’s an image in the book. I look hard at what’s being portrayed, and it’s the image of a beast with large horns.

“Are you lost baby girl?” Oh it's a guy “No, I think you're the one lost, this is my room” keeping eye contact with this giant in front of me was difficult and I was getting dizzy so I fell and he caught me. Staring close at him I manage to see his hazel eyes looking at me like he's trying to find my deepest secret, yet I couldn't look away.