Novel & Cerita Emotionless Eyes

Every emotion I had seemed to be wired to my tear ducts, making the waterworks form all too effortlessly. My head snapped over to Atlas, my eyes pleading. His steel grey and blue eyes were bright, reminding me of Mercury. I could've sworn time had stopped, that we had been looking at each other for years. I could see my eyes reflected in his own, his heartbeat quickening to match my pace. For the first time, I watched as emotions crossed his face. I had never seen him smile, never seen him laugh in my presence. He was always a silent bystander to my bullying. His eyes widened in surprise, giving me a better look at the colors swirling within them.

I yelled, forcefully removing his gripped off me. "Why are you avoiding me? Can't you just stay here with me until lunch break ends?" He asked in a soothing tone, looking at me with those persuading look of him. My heart started to beat faster than it is. I don't know if what's wrong with me, but I just felt that shivers were now streaming through my body. I gasped when I stared directly at his narrowed deep-set blue eyes. It shows a lot of emotions and tells a thousand words that are so hard to explain.

Maleficent the Glutton was wide-eyed for a good moment. Her emerald eyes remained unfocused. Without blinking her eyes, her eyes remained transfixed to the three silhouettes beyond the cocoon of translucent red-colored wall of demonic energy. Crimson droplets dripped to the ground as her fists remained clenched. Her jaws locked while her mind went into a complete overdrive.

His intent was to gauge any flicker of fear in her eyes, but to his astonishment, there was none. "Of course. I've worked tirelessly to become strong, all to face you," Emine declared, her voice devoid of any trace of fear or doubt. Her eyes remained cold, void of emotion. "You should be prepared, Aiden. The game has only just begun. Don't underestimate me, for I am far stronger than you could ever imagine."

I slammed the paper on the desk furiously, not hiding my anger and frustration to make her slightly flinch but she composed herself as her eyes fell on me but I saw something flickered into her eyes before she pulled cold and emotionless mask on her face. Her face was dull and lifeless and there was no shine in her eyes which used to gleam with joy and mischief, the dark bags under her eyes made it clear her lack of sleep but what shocked me was that I couldn’t read her anymore, she had closed herself. She pushed the chair slightly getting up from it before rounding the table to stand infront of me with her emotionless face, her eyes were blank and cold squeezing my heart ruthlessly but my r

I had been practicing in the mirror every day. I had to keep my eyes neutral and my obsession obvious. Not even a day after the God came I knew everyone could see the need in my eyes. I had been playing out scenes in front of it and I swear my eyes changed to glowing green whenever I thought about King Alexander touching me. It turned red when I was angry and blue or aquamarine for any other emotion. So I had to think about how he made me feel at all times. Her huffing had me narrowing my eyes.

His hot breath growled into my face. I slowly brought my eyes up to meet his. They were a deep, voidless black. This was the first good look I had gotten at his eyes and I hoped it would be my last. His black hair hung to the side with a few pieces escaping to fall on his forehead. A square jaw held light pink lips that always seemed to be smirking at me. His face was completely devoid of emotion, even though he was smirking. His eyes held nothing but emptiness and he looked at me as weak.

“Sir, you called for me.” He twirls a pen within his fingers, still swaying from side to side but not turning to look at me. When he speaks his voice is detached, and cold. “So you are the idiot who Reece hired,” he swirls his chair again, finally turning completely to stare at me His eyes make me want to crawl into a hole, and die. Green eyes that look dark, dull and lifeless. Only his eyes tell me how ruthless he is, his eyes displaying no emotions like a robot he just stares.

Despite his handsome appearance, his eyes held a certain anger and emptiness that made Athena frown. Athena had never seen such an unpleasant expression on someone's face. He was tall and looked older than her, with dark silky hair that fell over his forehead. But it was his eyes that intrigued her the most. They were a piercing green, filled with anger and emptiness that the young girl couldn't quite comprehend. His eyes made Athena furrow her brows, and she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

This strange man never wasted his words. "Mercy? — he continued. You don’t know me, girl,” he said. As I stared longer at him, I realized that his eyes were cocoa brown. They were the most beautiful pair I have ever seen, but there was something else. His eyes held no emotion. They were as cold as snow. I willed myself to not look away because this time, my actions would come with consequences.