Eyeless Lulu นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Sarah was waiting for her at the door (as I called her here beforehand) and they both left, the pack doctor was in an inner room and I had no idea where the nurses were so that left just me and Rosé in the room I caressed her cheek with the back of my hand ‘sorry I put you through this’ I whispered ‘Aidan?’ she said then began turning left and right on the bed ‘Rosie? Can you hear me?’ She shook again as if fighting against something then she calmed down and then opened her eyes but her eyes weren’t the normal brown colored eyes I knew, they were yellow

But it was a mole nonetheless. I liked to find little things about her. I did most of these things when she was asleep. She would not move and I would be able to analyze her whole body, watch and find imperfections that made her even more perfect. Sully had 145 lashes on the upper lid of her left eye and 139 lashes on the upper lid of the right eye. She had 65 lashes on the bottom lid of her left eye and 73 lashes on the bottom lid of her right eye. Less perhaps at this moment since I had not counted it last night.

With my tiny hands gripping the wildflowers I had been collecting, I had stopped dead in my tracks. That day, three elderly people came up to me, their eyes wide with awe as they observed my appearance—the blue hair and the matching eyes that set me apart. They had called it special. Selected. They had bowed before me and declared, "You are the one, Ivy," "The reincarnation of the Luan, destined to save us all."

“Lillian! Your eyes!” Then there’s only white that I can see.

“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?!

Nate's breathing becomes more rapid the closer I bring him to me. I bring my hand to his face, my fingers hooking behind his ears allowing my thumb to skip over his bottom lip. I can feel his breathing coming out in short pants and my eyes zero in on his pink full mouth. When my lips are close enough to touch his, I stop. Nate's eyes are open and though I know he can't see me, I look deep into them. I am stalling but I like the newfound idea of admiring him close up. He has a little mole right above his top lip and his eye lashes are so long that they would make thousands of girls jealous. And then the thought dawns on me that no other girl has gotten to see them because I am the only one wh

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

"Is there any problem, Mrs. Lyla?" "She keeps asking for Sage." Elijah spat out in disgust and began to take his leave. I tried to stop him, but I was immediately stopped by Lyla's hand. Her expression was deadly when she stared at me, but she kept the look of an angel when she was staring at Elijah.

RED'S POV The orderly appeared out of nowhere, saving me from chatting with this woman. I'm not willing to talk about my new relationship yet, especially in this place, because they knew Eric so well. "Ma'am, you're room is ready. I'll be taking you there," said the orderly, rotating the wheelchair he brought for the lady's easier access. "I don't need that," she said, moving her eyes from me to the orderly, then back to me. I just observed her. She had no makeup, but her beauty still shone out. Her fair and ruddy complexion added to her almost perfect features, especially her beautiful eyes.