Eye Candy Book Novels & Stories

His glowing blue eyes connected to hers, and he growled. "Vicious bastard," she hissed. He growled again but it held a playful tone much like when Hannibal Lecter cooed Clarice's name. This sadistic, freeze the blood of your enemies, game didn't scare Cassie. Sure, his next move in the waking world could be disastrous, but it was her turn to play. With her eyes still locked on his, she focused, demanding her precognition provide some insight into his sinister plan, and just like that, the forest faded away.

he was talking about was him having his intimate photos with his lovers all over the place, and me remaining unfazed. When they send me used condoms or pants stained with discharge, I should happily accept them. Cade’s cold, dark eyes stared into mine for a long time. Only when he saw tears streaming down my face uncontrollably did he finally release me. He took a piece of gauze from the drawer and approached me, but I pushed him away. "Don’t touch me!" Cade stood up from the bed, his expression unpleasant. "I know you orchestrated all that just to piss me off. To get my attention, you’re willing to embarrass yourself. Why are you pretending like you don't want my attention now?"

Engraved on the frame below the photo, Regional Girls' Finalist - Jennifer Conners. I move to the bookcases: Dawkins, 'The Selfish Gene', Tolkien, 'The Lord of the Rings', E.O. Wilson, 'On Human Nature', The Talmud, Lyell's 'Principles of Geology', 'The Origin of Species', HG Wells, 'The Time Machine'. This is where my Jade-Eyes was formed. This was the mind that made her... Wish I could have met him... Charlotte paces the room, looking, sometimes touching. Michael and Chad stand in the background, watchful and silent as she paces; picking up first one thing, then another.

And my favourite is a children's book named " The Forbidden Fruit - by Redd Edwards. I must have read it cover to cover a billion times over. One time he threatened to burn it, but my pleas subsided his rage. "That book will be the death of you," he warns, looking back over his shoulder from a sea of vape smoke. He likes to smoke. There are very few things the Earth killer likes to do- but vape is one of them. He is smoking 'erbs as we walk into the vast sea of nothing. Desserts of every colour, walls of glass and broken cities fly by as he carries me above, floating on a cloud of his own creation.

I say in Greek, hoping Bronx won’t understand it. The cover of the book stretches and creeks, until a bulge forms below the embossed title. The bulge grows until it looks like a closed eyelid. I take off the dragon scale glove and run my hand close to the surface, careful not to touch it. When it senses me just an inch away, the eyelid snaps open, exposing a crisp apple green eyeball. It looks around, surprised to be awakened until it lands on me and watches, waiting for instructions. “What the fuck?” Bronx lets go of my hand and backs up until his back is against the door. “Kas, tell me that’s not what I think it is. It’s some sort of replica or some shit. Tell me that’s not real.”

But when I was about to put the book back on the shelf, my hand gripped the book tighter. "Oh, Moon Goddess," cried Eliz, stepping back to avoid me. A blue light flashed out of the book, and suddenly the wind was fast enough to open all the sheets of the book before my eyes. I felt my iris come to light when I saw the book in my hand. There are so many whispers that I hear, and they seem to be scrambling to know me. Some of them whispered while singing familiar melodies to my ears.

she grumbled. Elly came over shortly after with excitement, bringing a dusty book. The symbol on the cover caught Eva's attention. It looked like an arrow embedded in a large letter L. She touched the raised design with her hand. But Elly was excited. She pushed Eva's hand aside and showed her. "Did the light from the necklace look like this?" she asked. The picture showed orange lights streaming in horizontal bands. "Yes, it was exactly like that, like you'd lit a lantern," Eva replied.

It wаѕ оnе he called 'Cаndу sexy'. It wаѕ music I lіkеd tо fuсk to. Slоw ѕеxу muѕіс. It аlwауѕ made mе wаnt to dаnсе оr fuсk.

Mother Agnes says. "Okay," I say. I follow Mother Agnes to another room. Libby follows up, bringing the book. There is a table with candles and a black and purple cloth resting neatly on it. The three of us sit at the table. Libby scoots the book to Mother Agnes for her to open. Mother Agnes says something over the book in almost a whisper. The book opens. The book seems to take on a life of its own. The page race from the beginning to the end and then settle on the first page.

Alizeh: 'I know, but I can't control my laugh! Varun: "I can say this also with that other meaning, but I am not like that na!" Alizeh: "I know that you are not like that, I know it really well knows! by the way when is my book coming!" Varun: "Maybe 23!" Alizeh: "Yayy, I will keep it with me always!" Varun: "You can also keep me with you always!" Alizeh: "I know, you can also keep me!"