Cara Membuat Tatapan Mata Dingin นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Verity sat beside me, panting and looking around at the mist that hung in the air. Her eyes were fixated on a point in the mist. I held her hand, “don’t look at whatever you are seeing. It’s not true. It’s the mist. It creates an illusion. Don’t look at it. Look at me. Keep looking at me, ok?” She bit her lower lip with a nervous gulp and nodded. She blanketed my icy fingers in her hands and peered at them. I shut my eyes, breathing slowly. It’s ok. It’s ok. Calm down.

They're going to wait when once she's ready to tell it to them. Soheila used the method from the 28th Century. It is a way to change others' appearance, and only a few people can do this. The method seems to be easy, however, when you use this method it needs to be in a quiet place, and the mind has to be blank there should be no other things that you'll think of. Once you blank your mind, focused on the blood on your fingers, and think of the appearance you wanted. After Soheila focused on the blood of her fingers, she opened her eyes and bright brown eyes appeared instead of the shining golden eyes. Her exquisite face is now a delicate-looking young lady. Although still pretty, but not as

My mouth fell in awe at how she’s able to do all that in less than a minute. “You can’t shift, I know that, but we can train you to work with at least two elements. Stretch your hands out and focus your eyes on the moon”. Told me and while I did she stretched hers out too. She gave me a few patterns to follow and after doing that with my eyes still focused on the moon, I felt my eyes heavy after about ten minutes of repeating the process with drawing the patterns in the air. “My eyes are heavy and I can't see”. I cried out

No matter how much I tried to steel myself, the pain still clung to me, a dull ache in my chest that refused to fade. I turned on the faucet, letting the cold water run before cupping it in my hands and splashing it onto my face. The chill shocked my skin, grounding me in the present. I repeated the action a few more times, feeling the tightness in my face ease slightly. Then, I grabbed a small towel, wetting it with the cold water before pressing it against my puffy eyes. The cool fabric soothed the sting, giving me a moment of relief. I breathed deeply, counting in my head.

Renata had to stop crying. She had to take care of her swollen eyes. She went to the kitchen to get some eyes. Applying ice pack could bring down the sweeling and also soothe her burning eyes. She looked around but no one was there. Her stomach was growling with hunger but that was her punishment. She had to remain hungry and thirsty. She applied some ice over her swollen eyes, and it was slightly better. She knew she would have to hide everything with her make-up. She moved to her room and looked at the dress.

“He is trying to read our scent. Suppress the pup's heartbeat! Now!” I squeezed my eyes shut for a fraction of a second, using every ounce of my remaining willpower to pull my outer aura inward, wrapping it like a thick, suffocating blanket over my lower abdomen. I forced a cold, dismissive smile onto my lips and opened my eyes, locking my emerald stare directly into his silver one.

I pushed off and fell into stride and waited. “Fine.” He came to a stop in front of me. His voice shifted into something more clinical. Still cold but focused now. Purposeful. “Speed. That is what the coach wants. To get faster you need to keep your eyes trained on the far end of the goal from the moment you push off. Not the puck. Not the defender. The far end. Your body follows your eyes. Try it.” I nodded once and went. I pushed hard across the ice and kept my eyes fixed on the far boards the way he said and felt the difference almost immediately. A small shift but real. When I reached the other end I turned back.

“Should I take cover or something?” Harlow laughed. “No.” She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. When she opened her eyes again her eyes were no longer blue, but white with a small pupil, there was an outer circle that had two dissecting lines going toward the pupil. “What is that?” I said, leaning in. “I call it PureView vision. It helps me focus like a scope, but also predict the next moves of my opponent. It’s been pretty helpful, I even used it when I was fighting those guys in the gym.”

“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.

Rinig ko ang pag tawa nito dahilan para mas lalo along mainis. Nanlaki ang mata ko ng nag mag labas siya ng panyo at mabilis akong hinila hanggang mapahiga ako sa kanya hita habang mabilis naman nitong pinulupot ang mga binti nito sa bewang ko at mabilis tinakpan ang bunganga ko gamit ang panyo pag katapos non may kung ano siyang kinuha sa harap nanlaki ang mata ko ng makitang lubid yon pilit nitong pinag dikit ang mga kamay ko at mabilis na tinalian.