Do I Look Like Eren Yeager の小説・ストーリー

This wasn’t even a real relationship. Massimo finally ends the phone call and the atmosphere goes back to default setting. He watches me feeding Erk with an unreadable expression on his face. My hands shake slightly under his watchful gaze. I put my entire focus back on my handsome nephew and as if he knew, Erik’s big brown eyes locks on mine like I’m the only thing that matters. “He’s beginning to look like you,” Massiomo’s deep voice cuts into the uncomfortable silence. I let out a small smile because he is right. Anna and I looked very much alike, so it was understandable that Erik would take after my looks as well, even though I wasn’t his biological mother.

She looked like a cat running through the house, glancing furtively over her shoulder and not making a sound on the hardwood floors. When Serena glimpsed her face looking over her shoulder, everything snapped into place. Elena looked… eerily like Samantha. If it hadn’t been for her hair, which was silver and short as opposed to long and blonde, and the fact that she was healthy and not malnourished, she would have been Samantha’s spitting image. No wonder Kade was becoming enthralled by her; she looked so much like his dead mate, just a more beautiful version, and she likely knew it.

She sighed, shaking her head. I frowned, "I tried to look for you, but I couldn't catch a break." Shannon grimaced and shook her head, "I don't know how you're tolerating this. Being dangled like a piece of meat." "Trust me, I hate it." I replied in a hushed tone. "Arabella!" An old friend's voice called out. My mouth dropped when Erik and his little brother came into view. Erik had always been completely gorgeous. He had dark hair that fell to the side, in that typical superman hairstyle. His eyes were an icy shade of blue, while his teeth gleamed through full lips.

"Just imagining you in a white smock. Looking like Adriana Lima in the hallways doing her rounds." I scoffed and turned off my laptop. I'd been skimming a Microbiology e-book and some medical journals for our next assessment. My last functioning brain cells were already complaining, more than eager to call it a night. "I dunno why you keep saying I look like her. I don't." "You do, hon. Except you have green eyes. And she's got blue eyes like Enzo." "Mom, we don't look alike. Get real." Adriana Lima was of course way hotter.

But Alvin chased after Yuriel. Thalia turned her gaze to Sherly. "You are wrong. This isn't Yunifer. " One of Sherly's eyebrows was raised high. Then look at the woman in the photo. She had the exact same face as Yunifer. Their difference lies in their expression. The girl in the photo is indifferent and flat, as if she doesn't care about her surroundings. She was similar to Yunifer by now. Sherly started comparing the girl in the photo with the former Yunifer. Yunifer has always been shy and cowardly, making her look weak and easily bullied.

If she did not show up in time, who knows what would have happened between us? For a moment, I felt a certain kind of excitement, seeing her in a fit of rage and jealousy. This is our mate! Eric sighed in my head. “Who are you?” I pushed the Erin look-alike in my arms, feeling scalded by her touch. Then, I subconsciously wiped my mouth, which seemed to burn with the poser’s kiss. My eyes darted guiltily at the ferocious warrior who was so ready to pull me to shreds.

A love that defied the odds, a bond that grew stronger with every passing year. We were blessed. ***** Eryn’s POV I stood in my father’s study, hands shoved deep into the pockets of my leather jacket. At eighteen, I was already tall and broad shouldered like him but my unruly black hair from him and sharp sapphire eyes were all my mom. They said I looked like trouble probably because I was. I mean, who wouldn’t with my looks and roots? "So, you're really doing this?" My mother asked her voice soft but tinged with concern.

The boys pressed themselves against Eira almost nervously beneath the overwhelming attention of the throne room while Evren stared at them with growing disbelief. Moon Goddess. If Meira had lived long enough to see this, she would have cried herself sick. They looked exactly like him. Not vaguely. Exactly. The lashes. The nose. The mouth shape. Even the way Forrest frowned slightly while studying people felt horribly familiar. But the eyes… Those pale grey eyes nearly made Evren dizzy. It was like staring backward through time at smaller versions of himself. Beside the throne, Leander had gone completely quiet. His expression remained calm but his mind was already moving too quickly.

Kane comments from the bathroom. They currently have me sitting at the vanity while Eryn has come in to do my makeup. Kyra let me borrow one of her dresses. She is the closest in height to me. I stand at 4’11” and she is 5’1” plus she is the same size as me. It is a gorgeous red dress that she paired with black wedge heels. They left my long curly hair down and partially pulled it back from my face. “If he doesn’t like this dress is a fucking moron,” Eryn says,

I hum, tottering toward the door. When I swing it open, I’m greeted not by Peter, but by Eren, leaning casually against the doorframe. His green eyes are eyeing me with mischief. "Hey." He smirks, and I feel a swarm of butterflies erupt in my stomach. The fact that he's wearing a white shirt with a black leather jacket and ripped jeans, doesn't help but amplify his effortlessly dangerous charm.. As always, this Alpha looks dangerously handsome. My face began to catch heat when I realized what I was putting on right now. I was in a thin tank top and was in very short shorts that leaves little to the imagination.