Do Mine Eyes Deceive Me Novels & Stories

As his mind buzzed, Alex felt immense pain in his eyes again, and tears could not stop streaming down his face. He heard the old pig’s voice. “Hey, Little Minion. Alex Rockefeller, you aren’t dead yet, right?” Alex gradually came to his senses with tearful eyes. His eyes only became slightly comfortable after a while, but there was silver light gleaming in his eyes. The Mystic Maiden frowned as she asked, “Could it be that the silver light in these eyes is a kind of contagious eye disease?”

There was an authority in his voice, but that didn’t really affect me. I shook my head and lied without blinking, “It’s nothing.” “If it’s nothing, then why are your eyes like that?” My eyes widened. I picked up my phone and checked my eyes on my phone’s camera. It was glowing the whole time, and I didn’t even notice! He’s our mate!

I’m looking into duplicates of my eyes. “Ah, you weren’t lying. She looks like my mother,” Sedit’s sick smile broadens, but only for a second.

He raised his hands up towards heavens as if in a pray. I wrapped it up finally getting ready to say goodbye when he held my hand and asked, " Your eyes seem like they are in love. If you have that someone in your life, hold on right onto them. It's the time apart that tells between fake and real lovers. " He shook my shoulders. I silently got inside my car and pulled my phone out. I was feeling very very guilty about Lea, after all that talk and the tea. " Hey, you still up? " I sent her a text.

Alice's eyes were on me. "Wow, you have such beautiful eyes," she said. "Many people have said that," I said while smiling. I'm wearing green contact lenses to look more attractive to girls. "Are you going to class?" asked Alice. "Yeah. I'll go ahead." I said that and then started walking, but he spoke again. "Do you need help? I can show you where the room is..." I turned toward Alice. "Please..." I just said.

The sound is unbearable—a chorus demanding answers I don’t have. The words on the screen blur, each line of the contract screaming back at me: clauses, signatures, proof that what I fought to defend today is nothing more than ink and lies. My chest constricts. I press a trembling hand to my mouth. “They’ll know everything. That it’s fake. That I’m nothing but a… bargain.” It isn’t just Clara anymore—it’s the whole world, tearing me open.

All I could hear was just that breathy, shaky silence that made me want to grip her throat and dare her to try swallowing. Her blue, doe eyes were already gathering so much tears. Fuck. I'd do anything to see more tears gathered in those eyes. I could drown a kingdom in them and sleep like a baby after. Her eyes were so innocent that they made you want to protect her from the world out there. But don’t get deceived. She was EVE after all. Deceptive and manipulative. I took my time walking closer. "I... I know… I mean, I didn't expect…" she trailed off, swallowing hard.

" No I don't, '' I said and managed to pull myself out of the world he is trying to create for just the both of us. I swiftly left that spot and moved farther and got more close to the waterfall and little droplets splashed on my face. I shined my eyes and thought of how to escape this. All of a sudden I saw him standing in front of me. I immediately turned and backed him and the waterfall " If truly you do not love me just like your lips utters, then why don't you say it while looking into my eyes. It's true that the lips have been wired by God to lie at some point but the truth is that the eyes never lie and it depicts every truth there is to a person. If truly you know you do not feel any

His eyes searching. "No mirrors?" I finished for him. He growled. Deep in his chest. Like an actual growl. "Damn it, Maddison." His eyes went dark. Searching. Hunting. They stopped. Then he moved us closer to the glass. The big windows that showed the mine outside. The image of us reflecting back was shady. Blurry. But it was there. "This will do." And I felt it again. That worry creeping up my spine. That fear in my gut.

I have never been the angel everyone thinks I am. I have never pretended to be one, I don't know why people think so highly of me. Is it because of my looks? People say I have an innocent and handsome face. I took the silver eyes from my mother. And thanks god, because my father has the most basic brown eyes you can ever see. Those eyes have seen much. Maybe too much. They have shown me pain and happiness, they have shown me naked bodies and pretty faces. They have shown me love and disappointment. They have shown me much.