Eyeless Lulu Mga Nobela at Kwento

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

The crowd was dense, but I pushed through and made a beeline for the stairs. I drew nearer and the individual glanced up and met my gaze briefly before averting his eyes. I kept back a bit, waiting for them to take the first step. Another buzz. I did not even need to check my phone to know who it was. "Close enough?" I smiled and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and leaned in somewhat and spoke a bit softer. “You the one texting me?” He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye.

The only other thing that felt as ridiculous as that to me was when Jordan told me, "Josie needs a pair of eyes. Why won't you help her, Hazel?" "Why do you need my corneas for this? What makes her deserve this?" His expression turned ugly when he saw that I was mad. "She doesn't have friends or family, and she's lost her vision at such a young age. What do you expect her to do?" His tone had softened. "You're not the same as her, Hazel. You have me—I'll be your eyes. I'll hire someone to care for you and never leave you." It was mocking to me how serious he looked. "So, her vision matters, but mine doesn't?"

‘You are the one who asked me to predict your shit this afternoon, now you are doubting me when I say stuff’, I said. He pulled on my dad’s shirt over his torso and I was a little disappointed, in that moment Rivers jumped out of my lap and strolled over to where he was sited. ‘Look, I’m … sorry, okay?’, he said whispered like he didn’t want to hear himself apologise. Rivers jumped on his lap and the white of Beck’s shorts contrasted with the blackish gray of Rivers’ fur. ‘She likes you’, I said to Beck. ‘What’s up with its eyes?’

Yet, there was no scratch on her body. Lilith went into a slight panic. She remembered being hit by a car and left four Dead, chuckling nervously. Lilith told her sister-in-law not to worry. After the entire ordeal, Lilith went to take a shower, still feeling dirty from the whole experience. Lilith looked into the mirror and said it wasn't a dream; that can't be right. If it wasn't a dream, then should I be dead ." If so, which part of it was a dream, and what was a dream? Lilith thought as she thought about those glowing crimson and Amber eyes. Only for her eyes to widen when she saw someone standing behind her. Quickly turned around in fear and saw that no one was there. Lilith looked back

“What I'll do to her, slutty Lucille would be something that would bring tears into those dual eyes of hers.” I couldn't deny the beauty of those eyes she had. They were one of the things that pissed me off mostly about her. Such a slum girl had no right to have such unique eyeballs. One of her eyeballs was a transparent green and the other, was light golden. It was as if she took a pinch of my eyeball color and that of Jin’s. As though she took just a little pinch to have those light hues. What sort of idiotic coincidence was that?!

Phones came out. Flashes blinded her. Pictures. Videos. Lulu turned to the crowd. “Say hello to Burisnh’s new circus act!” They cheered. Elena’s vision blurred. She tried to speak. Tried to defend herself. But no words came. Her voice stuck in her throat like a stone. Lulu wasn’t done. She grabbed Elena’s bag and ripped it from her hands, spilling its contents all over the shiny floor. Books. Pencils. The fake ID.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were dull.

'Too bad these beautiful eyes can't see' Luliyah thought to herself. She did not know that Kelvin was looking closely at her face closely. Even though the sunlight made his eye feel uncomfortable and a little blurry, he could still faintly see the beautiful face of the woman in front of him. The make-up on the woman's face was completely removed after she cleaned her face, but her natural beauty still radiated amazingly. Her dark black eyes was staring straight into Kelvin's eye, making Kelvin feel like he was going to sink into her gaze.