Don't Open Your Eyes Novels & Stories

A sure given way to help me get out of my head after the kind of day I had which I really don’t want to think about. Is it the day or a person you don’t want to think about? “Come on, Dorey,” someone at the far end of the crowd shouts my stage name, waggling his tongue at me like a dog. The lights here are positioned in such a way that it’s on me, but I can make out the woman clearly. “We’re not feeling it.” Not feeling it? What can I do about that?

There is no transition, from dark to light and shadow. My eyes open. But still, the ocean has taken a part of me. Eyes open. But I do not see.

There was embarrassment of being found out from my cunning act on one side while on the other side I was hell intimidated to face the monster right in front of me. Whatever he would tell I had no intention of opening my eyes right at that moment. No, I wasn’t going to open my eyes, not right now, not until he leaves the room. I won't open it. I was determined not to open my eyes. “Didn’t you hear what I have ordered you? Didn’t you heed what I just told you? Or should I fire another round of bullets just to wake you up?” he said which compelled me to open up my eyes.

He was lightly and gently sloping my cheek and calling out my name. " El babe come on wake up , I don't want to go to the emergency room and I'm not going to call the ambulance you are going to wake up and we are going to eat. Losing you scares me and you know that I do admit to my feeling easily... Please open your eyes . " I started hearing sniffles and I blinked hard and opened my eyes . His dark grey eyes were glossy and blood shot . I stood on my knees and gave him a hug and he hugged me back tighter .

“If you don’t want to come, get out.” My gaze flicks to the door. For a heartbeat, I actually consider it. My fingers twitch toward the handle—freedom, escape, anything but this. Then his voice drops, low and deliberate. “Step out, and everyone will know you’re an omega.” The words hit like a slap. My chest tightens, fury bubbling hot, but my hand falls from the handle. From the rearview mirror, I catch his smirk—slow, cruel, satisfied. He turns the key, and the car hums to life. The city lights blur past.

Soothing me before I die? I still have my eyes closed as I'm still too terrified to open it and as if whoever this savior is is just noticing it, he calls it out. "Open your eyes." The masculine voice says and I find myself unable to disobey or resist this. Probably still the black magic, but maybe, just maybe this one is for good. And with my eyes open, I realize I can breath. So I do just that I gulp in as much air as I can to get my lungs working again. Because I still feel like I would be stripped of my rights to.

But it’s too tempting to let go. “Don’t sleep on me. Please… think about the people waiting for you back home.” Hands grip my shoulders, shaking me, begging me to stay. But i just can’t seem to open my lids. “Open your eyes!!” “It’s too late, asshole.” And the world slips into soft, peaceful darkness.

Luka pov “Those idiots got their hands on a few drops of venom, that’s why you can’t open your eyes. Don’t freak out just yet, it’ll take a few hours until the effect wears off, so you’re not in any immediate danger, and neither is your vision.” The stranger warns me as he carries me away from the awful stench. I’m on his back like a wounded animal, and quite frankly, I’m surprised he talked dumb and dumber into giving me to him.

I barked. "Trust me, you will like this game. So just close your eyes." I closed my eyes without argument. Kai hadn't hurt me yet, and he had been helping me with his own twisted, selfish ways. So there's no harm in listening to him again. "How long am I supposed to keep my eyes closed?" I asked when Kai wasn't saying anything. "Sorry, forgot to tell you. You can open your eyes now." I opened my eyes, and for a few moments, no words came out of my mouth. I couldn't believe what I was looking at.

A voice laced with anxiety; for what, I’m not entirely sure. They’re helping? How? I wish I could just open my eyes and see! Haven’t I been through enough? Hasn’t my family been enough? Gah! Just open your eyes already Doug! But no such luck. I try with every ounce of energy, my wolf’s and my own to pry my eyes open, but to no avail; I am still stuck in this zombie-like state of darkness.