Brown Guilty Eyes And Little White Lies Novels & Stories

There was only so much he could do in that situation. It was the early hours of the morning when Avan left. He had stayed drinking and talking with Nate until the morning, laughing at the top of their voices. They had drunk a lot but he left with clearer eyes. There were still a few grey areas but he was going to put the puzzle pieces together, one at a time. He was sure of the following things however; Carol didn't lie when she walked up to him and spilled what she claimed was a rumour, he found it interesting that everything was now a rumour, he had been stabbed by the woman who laid in his bed every night, his friend was a bloody liar, all he needed to do was to put her in a vulnerable po

Pushing him away and stepping back “Fuck.. look I don’t want to be here, just let me go”. His expression turned cold again. “ welp you can’t leave Goldie-“ “ my name isn’t fucking Goldie I’m Gwen” I had gold colored hair,it stood out to a lot of people, full Lucious wavy golden hair,it was about waist length, without any extensions, it brightened my blue eyes in such a beautiful way, I was beautiful but life decided to fuck me over so I had to be a fucking stripper to pay off enough bills.

Diana Murrell smugly munched on a handful of walnuts. "Anyway, I’m not wearing that kind of junk. I’d be a laughingstock if people saw me wearing fake gold. What if it stains my wrist?" "That can’t be right, can it? Liana seems like an honest girl," Martha Kane chimed in. "Honest? Does being honest put food on the table?" Diana scoffed. "Just look at how shabby she is. She probably barely makes anything all year. Not like Rosalie, who’s about to become a manager at a big company."

The first thing that Lisa noticed was that Ruben's eyes turned a strange grey-green as he grabbed her hand. It was back to its normal self within a flash. She blinked, this was the second instance she noticed something strange with his eyes. Maybe it was a reflection of the neon lights? Maybe he had some medical condition which she was unaware of? She dismissed the thought.

As I felt the scrutiny of his gaze brush over my features, I raised my head and stared back at him. The announcer's eyes twitched as I met his gaze. Something in his eyes warned me. I could read his emotions like pages of a book. His eyes glistened with remorse and as I took note of the glints in his eyes, I noticed something. It was dark and shaky. A glint. Before I could decipher what it really was, his eyes wavered off my figure and darted in the direction behind me. My head dropped as fatigue licked at my bones. I tried to hold it in, to ignore it but it glared right back at me. I already knew my fate. It was obvious he had been bribed or even threatened by Madame Browne and Lucas.

Is he or are they pranking me? "This isn't a good joke, guys." I blurted. Divina then quickly grabs a compact mirror from her sling bag and hands it over saying, "Here, see for yourself." I wasn't sure why but my skin's thin hairs are beginning to rise as I grab it from Divina, little bumps of my skin surges leading to goosebumps. And when I faced the small compact mirror, I saw that they were not kidding at all. I originally have Asian almond eyes with hazel brown colors, so how did my right eye hued into crystal blue.

I yelled at the bartender who nodded without bothering to look at me. Was I that unappealing? Maybe I stopped taking care of myself. Now I looked ugly. Lisa was prettier. She had captivating bright but deep brown eyes, it was confusing. Mine was just amber. An amber so light that it could pierce your soul. I heard that once. That my eyes were unique. Like a character in a game. Or makeup dress up. Maybe Antonio was scared of my eyes.

he says, squinting his eyes at the pictures. “Maybe, but in this one” I point at another “there's a brown spot on his hands. In the others, there isn't any” I spread the pictures on my lap, as I continued “also if you look closely, you'll see that he's on alert, his eyes in this look brown from afar, and this one it's almost greenish. I have a theory for that” Roman observes them closely and looks impressed. Good. “Do tell” fuck he's so close, his warm breath caresses my neck, leaving goosebumps in its wake. I shift a little farther and Roman notice. His lips curled to the side.

Taking in a deep breath, I re-open my eyes, to see that the game has continued. "Never have I ever... lied to my best friend," Finn says and I raise my eyebrows. I half-expect him to look at Alec, but his eyes are on Miles. Miles takes a sip, keeping a blank expression on his face. I see that Alec does as well, but Finn's attention isn't on him. "Never have I ever... smoked or taken any illegal drugs." Becca pipes up. I smile at her. Pretty much everyone, besides me and Becca, takes a drink. Even Jai, which surprises me.

I said, nodding in his direction. Matt returned the gesture with a thumbs-up, his denim jeans dusted with glitter. If it weren’t for Violet, he might’ve been the unofficial glitter man of the shoot. But she had taken full control of glitter distribution, making sure every sparkle was precisely placed. Violet blinked and tilted her head, the bright studio lights reflecting off her face. “What’s wrong?” Violet asked concerned. I swallowed hard and bit the inside of my cheek. “I just didn't know…or I forgot. I dont know.” I shrugged and picked up my laptop from the table.