Cast Behind Her Eyes Novels & Stories

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

“You can see her? Describe her to me.” “White long flowing hair beautiful pale face but sad eyes. She wears a night gown long and flowing. Her blue eyes shine in the dark it’s the first thing you see of her. Her eyes. Her voice is a soft song but when she is angry she screams.” He nods and seems to drift off seeing her image as he looked up at the ceiling. “I can offer her peace if she wants it. It is up to her. How can she think I am against her? How could she treat me this way?”

The look in her eyes was disappointment, failure, pain, and nostalgia. For a while, Castor just stood beside her and looked up to the moon as well. He couldn’t bring himself to appreciate the silver moon because of a horrible memory so he just turned his attention towards Lady Serena. Only then did he realize that the young lady was shedding tears. He took his handkerchief and handed it to her without saying or asking anything.

She closed her eyes, attempting to grasp onto the fading recollection of the last moments. In the midst of her thoughts, the image of those piercing gray eyes emerged vividly. "He... Zain..., Black," she murmured softly, her gaze shifting towards Misty. With a surge of panic, she threw off her blanket and bolted, driven by the instinct to find safety in hiding.

“You know it needs to be me. I’m the only one who could handle a multi-person casting session from those old biddies.” Taking a breath, we all watched as she rolled her shoulders. Suddenly, the runes on her back started to shake and move. The outer rim of her runes, probably sixth or maybe the seventh ring seemed to float off her skin before disappearing into the air. Two more followed before Hector put a hand on her shoulder. “That should be enough. Let’s not go lower than four just yet.” She nodded and took his hand, kissing the palm. I looked at Vale but he was focused on the castle ahead.

Copyright ©️ 2024 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions Her chocolate brown eyes are framed by wet lashes. Her face is all blotchy from crying, but I think this is the most beautiful side of her that she has shown me yet. She stares, hands fisted in my t-shirt, vulnerable. She has let her guard down completely for me. After several long minutes, she nods.

with the eyes. Her own. Staring back is a white-clad, ash-smeared version of her. Then another, in chains, her face ice-cold with weeping. Then a third—blood-soaked, blade in her hand, eyes cold. They talk over one another. "He'll turn on you once more." "Pardon him. It's the sole option. "Don't pick anyone. Let the planet burn. They're her. They're not her. In other cycles of this cycle, they are what she may have been—was.

His smiles falter for a second and then he begins to chuckle. "You're a tough one aren't you?" She glares at him as he suddenly appears in front of her and gets a hold of her chin. "And rather beautiful I must say. Never seen one with eyes quite like yours." She noticed his eyes were red. He realizes that and his eyes fade away revealing green eyes. She began having a flashback. Her laying in a puddle of blood and she freezes up. She began to cry and felt helpless.

She added as she headed for the door. “Where are you going?” Velmont asks in concern. She shrugged and turned her head to face them. She showed her pure black eyes, then playfully said, “It's either get ice cream or commit genocide. I’ll decide along the way.” Eleanor gasped in fear. “Eyes of a mass murderer.” She uttered while staring at Vesper’s pure Obsidian black eyes. Cain and Zane rose from their seats on full alert and would shift to their wolf form anytime as her eyes meant she’d killed a lot of creatures.

My body freezes and tears instantly sting my eyes. I turn slowly on my heels to see Nate hanging in suspense behind Danny and me, Molly providing a guiding hand as she stops him directly behind me.