Dreamboat Eye Contact Novels & Stories

Wanted to pull me back into that life of waiting and hoping and being second best. I stood there. Didn't give an inch. My feet felt like they were bolted to the floor. Damon's hand around my arm finally loosened. His fingers uncurled one by one. Then his arm fell away completely. He looked into my eyes. Really looked. Not the distracted glance he usually gave me—but a deep, searching stare. In my pupils, he saw his own reflection. And my face, calm to the point of coldness. No tears. No anger. No love.

Just then! Our eyes met. She stopped taking sips and paused looking at me for a while. Her eyes looked devastated as if she didn't expect me there. My entire body was shaking during that eye contact. Her smoky eyes intoxicated me, churning my sanity away from reality. My eyes were burning in hangover and all I could see was her. Amayra "Hold my hand", I shrugged, driving my eyes away from Abraham. "Hm? What?", Daniel exclaimed. "Are you deaf? Hold my hand", I scoffed. He rolled his eyes.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

EMILY Something possesses me and I gather the courage to look deep into his dark and cold eyes for the first time. I don't look away. I don't feel the terror. I keep holding him until his clenched arm gradually gets stable and the burn in his eyes lessens. The eye contact becomes deeper and deeper without passing a single word. I decrease the gap between us and stare greedily at his handsome face. A smile appears on my face out of nowhere as if I'm trying to calm him down with it.

She'd watched him sink his teeth into the woman's neck and drain her blood. When he lifted his head, there was blood all over his lips and teeth. He left it there. He turned to go and then suddenly turned back and looked straight at me. I didn't move. He strode to the glass and continued to look out. When he waved his hand, the kelp parted away from the surge, not with it. We stared at each other. Damonq stroked her hair, his hands as steady as his reassuring heartbeat. So he saw you. He knew what you looked like.

The quiet observant one. I turned my eyes back to Elijah to see that he was already staring at me. We made eye contact and I hold his piercing gaze, neither of us backing down. His face contoured in anger as his lightening grey eyes darkened as if a storm was brewing in them as he scanned my face and body. As he made eye contact again, I remained emotionless and cocked my head to my right and raised an eyebrow as if to say, you done?

He has me lay in the bed, raise my tip to reveal my stomach and he squirted gel on me, “this shouldn’t take long, let just look around and see what we can find!” Damon is staring at the screen just waiting for something to pop up. I see his eyes squinting trying to figure out the screen but he has no clue what he’s looking for. I think he looks super cute but I will know it when I see it.

Eli's lips are moving like a wave of ocean while saying those words, of course, not breaking their eye contact maintaining that will make them look strong and brave, that's just for their basis. “Well, since you have chosen to live in here, that thing is impossible to happen.” Celo, right after saying those words, starting to move his eyes like he's scanning all of the places inside his best friend room and that is to annoy the woman in front of her and then he remember that he should maintain eye contact with her so he does that again. “Did you come here just to say that?” asked the woman when she got the gaze of the annoying man again. She tried to remain calm when she said that line. She'

She means something to me, and that won't change, mate or not. I take a deep calming breath as I step up on the stage and begin to make eye contact with each female. My eyes instantly get dry and start watering, but I press through. I want to blink so bad, but I feel like if I do, I might miss her eyes. The special eyes that are supposed to make my heart stop. After about thirty seconds, I finally blink, and when I do, I open my eye to see Jasmine's. I almost sneer before looking away as quickly as possible.