Blink Eyebrows Novels & Stories

She means something to me, and that won't change, mate or not. I take a deep calming breath as I step up on the stage and begin to make eye contact with each female. My eyes instantly get dry and start watering, but I press through. I want to blink so bad, but I feel like if I do, I might miss her eyes. The special eyes that are supposed to make my heart stop. After about thirty seconds, I finally blink, and when I do, I open my eye to see Jasmine's. I almost sneer before looking away as quickly as possible.

"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.

It's simple. "That's all?" "Yes. Keep looking into my eyes and don't blink for a minute. That's the rule." "It's so simple. I can do that without difficulty." "Should we start now?" She sighed. Was he challenging her? She looked into his eyes. David smiled. He gazed upon her face and stroked her cheek. "Are you sure you'll not blink?" He stroked her body gently. He would distract her. He knew the urge to blink would overwhelm her.

Zia snickered as she just listened in on them. "Okay next," Gray continued. "Do you know my full name?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm a freelance makeup artist?" He blinked once. "Do you know I'm your coolest friend?" He blinked a lot of times rapidly. "I see your kindness got knocked out of your brain," she scoffed, pretending to look upset. He blinked twice. "Does it hurt anywhere?" His eyes swiveled momentarily as if checking if he was feeling pain on his body, then he looked back at her and blinked twice.

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.

Like a flick of a switch or being doused in icy water. Kaelin yanks back, blocking my wrist and separating us with haste. His eyes blink open, along with a sudden tensing of his jaw, and he seems to shake himself physically. Pupils large as he blinks out of his lust-fuelled haze and seems momentarily dazed.

“You open the door as stay like this. It might seem funny, they might even laugh, but don’t feel embarrassed. It actually excites them. You see how this position pushes out all my curves? Yes, just like that.” Oh. “Then you make eye contact, flap and flutter your eyelids. Like this.” I never knew I would be part of this experiment. So I flinch when her eyes land on mine. Seductively. Her eyes go slanted, could be my imagination, but her pupils get bigger. Then slowly, up, down she begin to flap her lids, in the process, looking at me up to down. Seductively. And it feels cring. So I look away.

Or maybe her lips were just more sensitive now. She didn’t close her eyes. She could see that his eyelashes were only two centimeters away from hers. Each eyelash was clearly visible—black, slightly curved, with tips that glowed faintly in the warm light. The patterns on his irises became even more distinct at this distance: dark gray lines stretching across the blue background, like ice fragments floating on water stirred by the wind.

My eyelids lift just a bit and a stark white light enters into my retina, making me wince and I shut them close again. I open them again and blink several times, letting them adjust to the light. Once they do, I expect to see the pink walls of my room stare back at me. I expect to see all my colorful posters make an appearance on the wall in front of me, but that doesn't happen. There are grey walls and the ceiling is white in this room. It's so boring.

I took his hand as I plead, trying to make what Rause had taught me – the puppy dog eyes. Caelum blinks and I watched as his eyebrows shot upward, almost disappearing beneath his hairline, a bit of his hair licking his forehead – I might have missed it if I wasn’t looking directly at him but a soon as it happened, his face had diverted back to that impassive one.