Eyes On Me Sara Cate Novels & Stories

I mean, we have no idea who's out there, what they might do to us. Sara turned to face her, her eyes glittering with excitement and just a hint of fear. 'That's the point, babe. The anonymity, the unpredictability. It's what makes it so fucking hot.' Mia's heart raced as she nodded, her consent both terrifying and exhilarating. She watched as Sara peeled off her tiny black tank top, revealing her full, round tits barely contained by a lacy black bra. Mia's mouth went dry. She knew she should feel jealous, insecure even, but the raw lust on Sara's face as she stared at Mia was intoxicating.

"I need to see her, Em. Now." Emma nodded, but her face was serious. "Go, Jethro. Be warned, though, that Sara's visions are getting stronger. She's seeing things that haven't happened yet." No suspicion; my mind was rife with what-ifs. What did Sara see? What did she know? My feet rushed to our chambers, my heart pounding inside my chest. I found Sara sitting on the bed with her eyes closed, and face pale. "Sara," I whispered, sitting beside her.

Catherine's voice cracked as she elbowed her way forward, her perfect appearance now a mess from rushing to her daughter's side. Damian stood frozen in the doorway, staring inside like a man seeing the sun for the first time. "Sara," he whispered, her name falling from his lips like worship. I pushed forward, desperate to see for myself. Pack members moved for the Alpha family but closed ranks against me. Still, I squeezed through enough to see the hospital bed. Sara was sitting up. After three months of lying like the dead, my half-sister's eyes were open. Her golden hair hung limp around her pale face, but those blue eyes—Father's eyes—were sharp and alert. A nurse held her back while Dr.

Maybe I should have let my hair down instead of putting it up and drawing their eyes straight to my ears? “Don’t worry about them. They haven’t seen any other beings here in a long time. They are just curious to know what you are doing here,” Sara said, noticing my discomfort. She sure did have mind-reading powers! I nodded at her and kept walking. I surreptitiously checked out my surroundings while making sure not to make eye contact with anyone.

The experience was something that was memorable and wouldn’t be forgotten that easily. It was truly an eye opener. As she observed the fight with interest, Bryssa sitting next to her couldn’t help but tug her lips upwards slightly as she confirmed something through the telepathic link. [Just leave it to me!] she reassured before turning to look at Sara who looked pretty innocent and yet when she thought that about that ….. her eyes gleamed murderously for a moment before returning to normal the second Sara turned her head. It couldn’t be helped. Sara felt a strong disturbing gaze towards her but as soon as she turned her head, she came across a smiling face that was just turning, making her

**Salvatore The second my eyes hit the photo, something inside me snapped. It wasn’t a slow burn. It wasn’t a controlled fury. It was an explosion. “That’s her,” I choked out. “That’s my Sara.” My voice didn’t sound like mine. It sounded raw. Broken. Animal.

excited. The audience was already curious, some started squeezing their friend's hand, furious to see the presenter who always made them curious. "IS....." Mr. Teno put the crown on the head.. "ALISYA CANTARAA, the average score is 97.89" Aiys was surprised, how many crowns were on her head now? Juna smiled satisfied looking at Aiys. The audience roared with cheers. Mr. Teno immediately put on Aiys the oversized robe and the STAR High School NUSANTARA scarf. Aiys still couldn't believe it, instantly her tiredness paid off.

Sarah’s eyes bounced around the room as she called, “Katelyn, dear, Where are you?” Katelyn’s heart pounded, the sound a constant roar in her ears as Sarah’s eyes landed on her. Then every other eye in the room shifted towards her, silence filling the space at once. “There you are!” Sarah was smiling gently at her and Katelyn didn’t think her heart could beat any faster because of it. “Please come up here.”

My deskmate, Elaine Jenkins, was the kind of girl who was born with a sharp tongue. She loved nothing more than embarrassing me in front of everyone. When I showed up in a brand-new white shirt, she sneered, "Look at the country boy who finally made it to the city. Are you really that worried people will not realize how hopelessly tacky your taste is?" When I switched to contact lenses, she laughed. "Those eyes look like a dead fish's. Taking off your glasses is not going to magically turn you into a handsome guy." Then I won a prize in the math competition. She just rolled her eyes and said, "Please. Everyone knows he stays up all night grinding through problem sets. He practically worke

" That's right. “I am Sarah. "Sara...!what a beautiful name." She smiled at Sara. A strange feeling arose in her. Is that pity? No, it is empathy. This girl's eyes were so beautiful, but they couldn't be seen. She looked at the boy lying on the other bed and asked. “Is this guy your lover? Sara nodded, hurriedly turned around, and grabbed the other boy's hand.