Eyeless Jack Lemon Novels & Stories

Jack said, his brown eyes narrowing as he watched Eden walk away. I turned to Jack, my slender face set in a curious expression. "What? What don't you like?" I asked, giving him a glance as my main focus remained on Eden. He was walking towards his vehicle, his dark hair perfectly messy, and his sharp jawline accentuated by the afternoon sun. "I don't like the newcomers," Jack said, his sporty features twisted in distaste. "They look so creepy and like something carved, like some sculpture." I raised an eyebrow, my gaze flicking back to Jack. "Really? Or you're just jealous of their looks," I said, a hint of amusement dancing in my voice. I rolled my eyes slightly, my long, curly brown hair

he smiled at me I huffed giving him the corn dogs I bought "Here, take this I bought it on my way" I said "Thanks" he took it from me I smile as I watched him eat, the way his Adam apple moved up as he swallowed was cute Jack is really cute,his hair was black and shiny, he got perfect blue eyes, pale white skin, and red lips he was a guy to die for Sometimes I even ask myself why I have a crush on him, it's not as if he likes me too

His grip around her body tightened and he pulled her more into his figure. When they broke the hug, Jack looked into Jenny’s eyes and suddenly smelled the musky scent of the jungle from her body. He sniffed her again and confirmed that she was the source of that scent. He was getting drowned in the scent. Jenny was feeling weird. Before she could ask anything, Jack’s eyes turned yellow and started glowing and the only word he said was, “Mate” Jenny gasped and covered her mouth with her hands. She had watched many of the movies and dramas. Jack’s stares were like some of them. She kept looking at him, and soon his eyes turned back. But the gentleness in his eyes was replaced by desire.

As the heavy duty jeep trundled away from Five Lakes Jack and Caleb sat in silence together. They both wore relaxed jeans and button-down shirts in differing shades of blue highlighting their mossy brown eyes. Jack wore a black eye-patch, daring anyone to stare at his disfigurement. There had already been several instances where his rage had boiled over against those he felt were judging him. Caleb had almost not brought him along, but his father had insisted that they stick together.

Fingers snapped in front of his face and he blinked at the unwelcome intrusion. “Your eyes were glazed, my friend,” Jayems told him dryly. Jasmine emerged with a package of savory rye chips, which she poured into a pieced wooden bowl. Munching on a handful, she took the bowl with her and settled into a chair. “Your deal,” she told Wiley, leaning back in her chair. Glancing at the watching men she said briskly, “This is not a spectator sport, gentlemen. Play or get lost.”

His eyes flickered down at her and she swallowed, seeing he had grey eyes just like Nemo. "Benjamin!" Alexis called, tapping his arm, and then handed Benjamin what must have been his contacts. She gripped the seat in pain as Benjamin turned away from her, putting them in. "Your eyes are grey..." she trailed off as Benjamin returned to look at her but seemed to be puzzled. He opened and closed his mouth almost dumbfounded, and a new pain ripped through her. She screamed, making him refocus. "Looks like Jack wants to make his appearance," he said.

Galvez even patted his tiny bottom, the eyes above the masked faces around us lit up with smiles and the room filled with laughter and calls of congratulations. Jack was a healthy, squiggly, exquisitely handsome baby boy—just like his father. Even though his face was still bloated from being in amniotic fluid for nine months, it was clear he looked more like Jigo than me. But his eyes were my eyes. Or my old daddy’s eyes. I teared up from that. I inherited my eyes from my dad.

On his angular cheekbones, hazel eyes, the veins on his toned arms… Daniel spat into his hand and started pumping his dick with a groan. Jack exhaled and took one step closer, which was just enough for the light to reach his face. His lips were half open in contrast to the eyelids, which were lowered over the eyes, giving Jack a dazed look.

All eyes were on Lyken when he arrived. He was looking gorgeous in his navy blue long sleeves with a hand embellishment. Looking closely, Jada wanted to roll her eyes when she realized it wasn’t just an embellishment. It’s a real hand. Before she looked at the owner, she wished it was Ada but her genie failed her. Walking next to Lyken is a sophisticated-looking woman, smiling at them. She averted her eyes and focused on the watermelon instead. Jada started stabbing it with a fork as a way of distraction.

“Percival?” I glanced over and saw Nixx standing in the doorway, flanked by my dad, Beta Jack, and Edeline's father. Jack's gaze fell on Edeline with a look of vulnerability in his green eyes. Each member of her family had green eyes, but hers were the most striking. They had a vibrant sparkle, like the lush green of clovers with golden flecks dancing around the center. "Dad. Beta Jack. Nixx," I greeted them, moving closer with a mix of anticipation and unease, eager to be near Edeline again. I tightened my jaw, bracing myself for the conversation to come.