El Secreto En Sus Ojos Novels & Stories

"I... I don't know what's happening. I've been feeling unwell for some time now." Curiosity mingled with worry, and I studied her intently, my eyes searching hers for answers. In that vulnerable moment, uncertainty and fear danced within her eyes which glistened with tears, causing my instinct to take over. I reached out, my fingertips delicately brushing against her pale cheek, my touch gentle yet probing. Veronica's eyes widened in surprise as she allowed me to examine her closely. The truth soon unfolded before me, revealing a secret hidden within her being. It was there, in the depths of her eyes, that I found confirmation of the unexpected.

he said, scrunching his eyebrows. "I know that, and it’s not new to me. Shall I tell you a secret?" She whispered the last words slowly into his eyes. "What is it?" He looked at her with one of his eyebrows raised. "God had given me this much beauty, and eyes were given to turn their looks at me. It's a wonder if boys don’t look at me, and if they don’t lust over me, then we must think that he has some serious problem," she said proudly.

It was said that this lake held ancient secrets, whispered secrets that only those chosen by fate could uncover. Lost in her thoughts, Amanda's gaze fell upon her own reflection in the water. Her amber eyes stared back at her, filled with determination and a hunger for knowledge. It was then that she noticed a faint glow emanating from the depths of the lake. It was a mesmerizing sight as if a hidden power resided within its waters.

“It used to be 5696. I’m not sure if it’s changed. Ethan pulled up the security password. Typing in 5696 the phone immediately unlocked. The first thing that was pulled up was his camera roll. Ethan clicked on the last picture. It was of the hallway, but at the end was a pair of glowing yellow eyes.

“Just look at her.” I shoot him a glare, but I take the file. As I flip it open, an up close photo inside is all it takes. Just one picture slows time. She has long, dark hair that framed her face, but it is her eyes that got me, hazel, deep and unreadable. There is something hidden in them, something that held years of secret that did to be found. Pain maybe. And that soft smile she wears? Don't fool me. I remember those lips too well.

CHAPTER 11: WIDE EYES AND DARK SECRETS SELENE'S POV I am sitting on the bed, bare skin slicked with sweat, every inch of me trembling, my breath shallow and uneven. Their eyes—those stark, widened eyes—are fixed on me, unblinking, wide, as if they’ve turned into judgment themselves. Lyra’s lips part and close again, useless, unable to form even the smallest syllable. Her silence screams louder than any word she could possibly throw at me. My teeth sink hard into my bottom lip until the sting turns metallic.

We proceed to sip our coffee in an absolute lull for what feels like a century, seated beside each other like a couple that we will never be and concentrating on the series until he finally enunciates, cracking the awkwardness. "Are you okay now?" I withdraw my attention from the screen, and I look at him. These eyes of his always have this kind of spark that tends to fix me in them every time I look into them. This dark glow in them makes them look so deep, like there are secrets hidden behind them. This look coaxes me to get lost in them. To understand them. To know the secrets they hold. The pain they are probably hiding. But it's so difficult sometimes because of how weak they make me.

Thousands of red eyes blinked at her from the darkness. Is this a dream, a trap, or has Maya finally found the secret her father was too afraid to tell her?

Why am I different from normal people? While thinking about this, I felt the heat on my eyes. The man loosened his grip on my chin and stared at me with stunned reaction, as if he saw something surprising. “Your eyes,” he said. “It changed color.” ‘He saw my secret. The secret that I’ve been hiding for many years.’

Sometimes when I look at you, and you're looking back at me, I can see something. This teeny-tiny hint of something more, something you're feeling but can't say. When our eyes meet, it's like we're instantly connected. And I know no one catches it but me and you, but I like it that way. It's like our own little secret... a place we go to when everything around us is crazy and we just need some semblance or normal. God, your eyes are gorgeous. There are times when I want nothing more than to look you in the eyes, because it's when we're looking at each other in silence that we end up saying most.