Do Mine Eyes Deceive Me Novels & Stories

His eyes locked on mine, dark and curious. What in the actual fuck?

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I had been trying not to cry in public. I remember standing too quickly. The dizziness. The way my vision blurred. And then— A hand at my elbow, and those deep brown eyes. “Easy,” a deep voice had said. I squeeze my eyes shut. It can’t be. “You okay?” Flavian asks now, noticing the shift. My heart starts pounding for an entirely different reason. “I…” I stare at him. Really look at him. The same eyes. The same voice. “Have we met before?” I breathe.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

And when our eyes locked again, her hazel rings imprinted on my mind with a gush of memory. I have seen these eyes. The flashes of memories I have been having. The dreams. The constant repetitive nightmare of the fire. All of it. They all possess the image of those eyes. Could it be? Could she be? I can't seem to put the possibility into words. Even if anyone else deceives me, my grandmother wouldn't. I believe so. Unless… she already did. Hazel tugs my collar. Her breath faintly brushed against my face. “ You're beautiful.” I leaned and whispered.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

“Mine are boring brown.” “Are you kidding?” he asked. “I’ll have you know they’re quite captivating.” I laughed. “Okay.” His eyes narrowed. “You don’t believe me?” I shook my head. “Why do you look offended?” I asked between laughs. “They’re my eyes, not yours.” “Yeah, and I’m offended that you’re looking down on yourself. Mine are a cold grey, yours are a warm brown. Have you seen how they change colours depending on the light? Plus when I look at you, it’s like you’re looking straight into my soul.”

The fire in my eyes mirrored the strength in my words as I boldly declared, "The moment I break free from the confinements of this suffocating cage, there's no force on this Earth that could ever compel me to return, not even if my very existence depended on it." A mysterious glint danced in Clyde's eyes, his expression growing even more intriguing as he leaned in closer, his voice a low murmur that sent shivers down my spine. "Fascinating," he whispered, his words laced with a hint of intrigue. "You, my dear, are adding more allure to this already captivating game." Saying he brushed his lips lightly against mine, sending a wave of mixed emotions coursing through my body.

Ang gwapo naman po niyang daga huhu "Hope." Napa itlag ako at nakaramdam ng lamig ng haplusin niya ang panga ko. Iinom ako mamaya ng lola remedios waa! At para matapos na ang kalokohan niya ay buong tapang akong nag angat ng tingin at sinalubong ang mga mata niya. His eyes are black with the mixture of brown, he has a perfect wave of lashes, I feel like he's not just staring at me but he's also looking on my soul.