Eyes On Me Sara Cate Novels & Stories

Sara's P.O.V I nodded, my gaze fixed on Jethro's pale face as he lay unconscious, his chest rising and falling in slow, shallow breaths. Tunisha's smile broadened as we approached. "Ah, Sara. Just in time. I've been waiting for you." A malevolent spark was gleaming in her eyes as her hand lifted and wove a pattern with her fingers through the air. The room almost seemed to darken, as if the shadows were lengthening and twisting around us.

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.

My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around

she told her with her head high then directed her somber eyes to the eavesdropping house helpers, "Hear that, folks! If I drop dead tomorrow, it'll be Momma's fault." "Bitch!" Ena cussed, about to strike again. Watching her raised hand draw closer, Care shuts her eyes close bracing herself for a harsher beating. Her static body instated her decision to accept the slap as well as the emotional pain that comes with it. To her utter surprise, it did not come so she opened her eyes only to be shocked more. Teddy, in the rush of conscience, actually caught the wrist of his lady boss. On the other hand, Harris stood in front of Care shielding her but still enough for her to peek at what was happen

She felt as if a boulder has been lifted off her shoulders. Joseph then stood up and grabbed the newspaper before bowing to Evelyn, “I will take care of the rest, Boss.” Evelyn gave him a stiff nod before shifting her eyes to the girl who was galloping large ounces of air. She seemed too relaxed as if the cops were about to nab her only for starting the fire. Noticing a heated gaze on her, Sara opened her eyes only to turn stiff as a board. Evelyn was looking straight at her. Resting her elbows on the armrest, she had her fingers steepled while her eyes were set on Sara, analyzing her silently.

Her skin was smooth and slightly pale, her eyebrows were thin and her eyes were bright. Megan then placed the Obsidian Credit on the crystal and many inscriptions lighted up on the floor like they were the expanding roots of a tree. Sara felt a stare on her mental sphere. The external force continued to look at hee sea of consciousness for a few minutes until her reflection flickered and she was absorbed by the mirror. There was no pressure on his mental sphere but Sara had instinctively closed her eyes. When she opened them, she found herself in a dark world illuminated only by the soft light of distant stars and by figures on the ground.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"