Blink Eyebrows Novels & Stories

My eyelids are so heavy as if they're weighed down by lead. I lift my hand-at least, I try to. But it's too damn heavy. It takes everything in me just to move my fingers. Try harder. Summoning every bit of willpower I have left, I force my hand up to my face. The moment my fingers brush against my skin, something shifts. With one final push, I wipe my eyes, and-boom. My eyelids suddenly give way, peeling open with effort. Blinding light greets me, and I blink rapidly as my surroundings come into focus. Confusion tightens around my chest.

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.

“But you will love the effect.” I looked in the mirror and studied my two caterpillar-like eyebrows. “Okay,” I agreed. “Just don’t make too big of a change. I don’t want anyone to think I’m trying to be something I’m not.” When Jennifer was finished with the tweezers, there was a subtle change to my face. My brows were still thick, but they didn’t grow together anymore, and they were nicely shaped. “Now, the first thing people will notice is your lovely eyes,” Jennifer said with a smile. “Is there anything else I can do for you, Miss Wilson?”

Shirley asked, struggling to suppress her smile. "There is nothing wrong with my eyes so why would you call a doctor?" Zane asked, then he continued to give his best attempt at doing a puppy dog eyes "Are you really sure that there is nothing wrong with your eyes? You have been blinking nonstop for the past fifteen to twenty seconds and currently, you look like a cat that was hit by a moving train. I am going to call the doctor now to do a thorough checkup," Shirley said then she brought out her phone to pretend that she was actually calling a doctor.

RIVER BROWN “I hate to agree with Mother Goose back there but you want us to stop now this is the right time to blink twice, princess. I need you to blink twice right now before we lose our minds and hurt you” I nod sideways. His huge palm cradles my cheek pushing a few strands of loose hair from my face sweetly. “That wasn’t one of the choices. You blink twice for no or blink once for yes” I don’t even think. I blink once.

"No, it's not mine. It's yours. Stop putting your lips so close to mine." "What if I didn't?" He arched an eyebrow. He is performing all of these tasks with his eyes, but he does not blink or break eye contact. He lifted his eyebrows, flirted with me, and grinned when he saw my rage, but despite my anger, he did not flinch. I think his eyes don't blink because he applies adhesive to his eyelashes. "I'm sorry, guys, but I have no idea if there is a romance going on at work. After some time, I'll come to you.

CHAPTER 32. Kidnapped The morning turned into the blackening evening while the search for missing kiara still continued. Billy worsened his physical conditions crying constantly without taking a pause for even a second. His fair chubby cheeks swelled up paling severely. His azure blue eyes were not any different from what his cheeks appeared like! He has puffed up the skin around his eyeballs that occurred as if someone hit him on the eyes.

Aiden crossed his hands, looking at her like he was telling 'Are you serious too? Arching his eyebrow, he took one apple and started to peel it. She noticed how thick his eyebrows were, it was her weakness. Her heart thumped when she saw his long eyelashes under his eyeglass moved when he was blinking. Biting her lips, she looked away to avoid herself from fantasizing about the doctor.

- These words were ringing in his ears. Adrija stood there staring at him. Shiv's eyes bore into her as he observed her. Her delicate eyebrows were like a painting which was highlighted by the golden eyeshadow and her eyelashes were long coated with layers of mascara as she blinked several times. Her eyes were crystal clear, pointed with a single stroke of blue eyeliner.

I grab my purse and put my sunglasses on, although I was wearing the headscarf I still need to wipe out every possibility of being seen in his place right after today's stunt. I walked inside the building and made my way to his elevator. I removed my scarf the moment I enter the door and brushed my hair. I looked at the mirror and my eyes were looking much worse than before. The patch surrounding my eyes looked reddish but not so much, the eyes were swollen and I was having trouble blinking. God what did I do to myself, is this how people are supposed to look when they cry. Yikes, crying makes you ugly. I close my eyes and massage them in light circular motions then anticlockwise, reliving t