Cloud Strife Eyes Novels & Stories

But at that point her gaze hardened, and the minute was gone. "There's no other way, Ethan," Clara said delicately, and with a last, unequivocal signal, she raised the crystal tall over her head. The storm surged, the vortex turned faster and quicker, the energy coming to a crescendo that shook the foundations of the soil. Ethan, Selene, and Lena braced themselves as the air around them crackled with power. Suddenly, the world exploded, with a heavy flash of light. ---

ELENA’s POV A scream tears through the night. It is Clyde’s. He has been blinded in his remaining eye and instinctively releases his hold on the gun which falls onto the floor with a thud. “YOU BITCH!” Clyde roars. He is hurt and angry, but he is no fool. He regains his composure quickly and tries to choke me. How he continues to stand is anyone’s guess and I can only thank the moon goddess that he can no longer see.

I said seriously then left him dumbfounded Unexpectedly, tears welled up in my eyes I feel a lot of chest pain right now and I don't know why tears won't stop in my eyes while walking they started looking at me the world really hates me "Why is the destined Alpha of Ulkira's Clan crying?"

And as long as she didn’t see me or remember what really happened, I could be. Suddenly, she pushed me away from her a little, but still in my arms. She forced me to look into her eyes. Again, that regret. She couldn’t see the way I was looking at her. The way my eyes wanted to talk to hers. Her lips were so close and tempting. I look down at her face, cup her cheeks, and whip her tears with my thumb. She was so soft under my touch, and I was sure it was not my imagination. She was trembling in my arms.

His brows furrow. I freeze. The laughter dies. They’re all staring at me now. Staring and noticing the redness around my eyes. The tears I clearly missed wiping away. The lingering tremble in my hands. “Maeve?” Seyla questions. Four sets of eyes staring at me with so much concern it makes my skin physically itch. “I’m fine.” “You’re crying,” Seyla says softly. “No, I’m not.” Lyra tilts her head. “Babe, tears are literally running down your face.”

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND _ FOUR Clifford removed his phone from his pocket and texted an unknown number. "Close your eyes for five minutes, " he told them and walked over to the door. He returned with two men, twin kids, and two lawyers. Mary stood up to her feet, screaming at the top of her voice while she rushed to the man who held twin kids by his side. She hugged him passionately and sobbed in his arms. Henry stood up with his eyes and mouth wide open.

My eyes grew large as I watched the bugs flew out, forming a great flock before they swarmed on Sean, Patrick, and his wife. My heart skipped beats for a moment as I watched the bugs covered their bodies. And before I could draw in a deep breath, the soldier shot another barrel. In agile moves, he then crawled out of the place. A loud explosion then followed, turning the entire scene to black.

I can feel my tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t like this. Stop it, please. "I'm not crazy! Stop this, please! No, I'm not crazy! Just please, stop!" "Hey! Stop that! Heavenly, listen to me!" The stranger successfully reached me and he held both of my hands before he forced me to look at him. There, I saw his peculiar eyes again. Like it’s calling me... I can see a whole new world inside those pair of eyes. "Hey, calm down. Please."

Not used to solid ground, clothes, dry air, Chaos was exhausted, hating the world of people even more. The girl clutched her head and began to swing quickly, actively gesticulating and pointing at the door, then at the window with a view of the sea. Black pupils filled the iris of her distraught eyes and suddenly, breathing heavily, Nocté froze. Instantly closing her mouth, she listened and rushed out of the apartment. Shaking off the remnants of the water, Chaos followed her.

Bruises forming on my hips where he'd gripped me. I looked at the bruises for a long time. Not with horror. Not with the reaction a woman who didn't know what she'd signed up for might have. Just with the particular clarity that comes in the early morning before the performance starts. Before the smile goes on and the posture straightens, and Cindy, the public face of Kenny's empire, gets assembled piece by piece in front of the mirror. You always give me exactly what I need. I got up and showered and stood under the hot water for longer than necessary and tried to locate the feeling I'd been giving myself until morning to have.