Eyes On Me Sara Cate Novels & Stories

“Mr. Eamon?” “Yes, Sara,” he replied evenly. “I will send for you when I’m ready.” Hesitation flickered across her face, but she slowly closed the laptop and stood. As she did, her eyes dragged over Elena with thinly veiled contempt. If looks could kill, Elena would have dropped dead on the polished floor. But Elena didn’t notice. Her eyes were locked on Eamon. Sara dragged her feet out of the office, shutting the door a little harder than necessary.

she said gently, and Sara nodded in response. “And by the way,” Maya added, “next week we’re going for Kate’s memorial ceremony.” Before Sara could process what she had just heard, Maya got a call and left. Kate? Sara wondered, puzzled. She didn’t know who Kate was, but she didn’t bother dragging the thought any longer. Later, during a class break, Sara sat alone on the pitch, away from the other students, trying to clear her mind. Suddenly, she felt hands on her face. The hands smelled like fresh roses. When Sara looked up, it was Henry, smiling as always.

Such a lovely site. I turn around the room and look around to find a picture of very beautiful Frosty hair girl , sitting in what looks like a garden , holding a butterfly in her hands and laughing. Her blue eyes,they are so blue, not like ocean blue but very very deep blue. She looks so beautiful. I see a necklace on hair neck that says Zara. oh so she is the Zara girl. I see another picture on the table but this time with Dean . But they were very young.

The nightmares made her tired and an hour would be enough for her to retrieve her energy. Catherine was sitting in the front row of a theater. The spotlight turned on and there was a suspicious looking magician and beside him was a box. Catherine felt someone held her hand and when she looked beside her, it was Lyra. Catherine’s eyes went back to the magician who smirked and did a magic trick. He made the chain disappeared and Catherine felt that Lyra squeezed her hand so she looked at Lyra. A chain tattoo was appearing on Lyra’s neck and Catherine grew horrified and started muttering “No.”

Sara had this dark gaze on, her mouth wild open, eyes closed obviously in ecstasy, as this man whomever he was sucked on her nipples and held her neck slightly. Even though the sheets were bunched so he couldn’t really see their nakedness, what he was staring at was unbelievable. Sara on all fours, with her partner grabbing her hair wide. Sara with her legs wide open on the man’s shoulders, her hands on her mouth with her eye closed still as the person continued to fuck her. One thing Christian noticed in all these photos was that Sara had her eyes closed in every single one of them, her mouth open and she was clearly enjoying what this person was doing to her.

Nodding, Cassie slowly followed. There was no turning back. She needed to know everything. Cassie plopped herself down at a desk, and Sara pulled up a chair, directly in front of her, and took a seat, looking totally serious and overly dramatic, which was typical for Sara. Grasping Cassie's hands, Sara locked eyes with her, causing Cassie to flinch from the intensity of her gaze. Whatever Sara was about to say was not going to be good.

Sara barely twisted in time to avoid another strike. “What the hell are these things?” she snarled. “They’re being controlled!” Thea shouted from behind. “Something is driving them!” Sara’s heart pounded. Her eyes snapped toward the forest again. And that’s when she saw it. A figure. Standing just beyond the trees. Still. Watching. Waiting. Red eyes glowing like embers in the dark. Sara’s blood ran cold. “You…” The woman stepped forward slowly, shadows curling around her like they belonged to her.

Nate met Sebastian’s frigid gaze and a shiver ran down his spine. Anya turned to look at Sebastian, who felt her stare and looked back at her but this time his eyes were filled with gentleness and sincerity. Those blue-green eyes were so beautiful that Anya couldn’t help but feel herself being drawn in those bottomless eyes. But Nate’s next words were like someone threw cold water on her “Young Master I was just…. we all have seen how you cared about Miss Sia and Mr. Tony is her grandfather and if something happened to him then Miss Sia will be sad too which you won’t like.”

She tends to shut the world more out than others do. “It rained that time so I took my red umbrella.” The color of the umbrella was the only thing vivid that night. When she crossed the street, she suddenly felt the hard wheels against her sides, all that she saw in her vision is her red umbrella rolling. Maybe its purpose is to block her sight from seeing blood for the first few seconds and what an actual crash of a car would look like. When the umbrella set aside, it only revealed the aftermath of a car being swiped over by the same vehicle that swept her to the sidewalk. The owner, that Charlotte finally recognized as Oneil, still managed to get outside the car. But a group of men from t

Time to fucking claim what’s mine. I came out of the shadow and all heads were turned in my direction. I saw Zahra wrapped in Leandro’s arms, but that was it. My eyes automatically zeroed in on the petite, blonde female with pigtails. My eyes locked with the brightest blue eyes I’ve ever seen, and I felt a mate bond snap into place. My chest swelled with pride the moment her luscious, red lips curled into a smile as her eyes dilated into black. She wanted me.