Furrowing Eyebrows Novels & Stories

Mula sa malayo ay tila naaamoy ko na ang mga komento. Naging blangko ang ekspresyon ko sa mukha dahil tama nga ako. Gumagawa na sila ng teorya na nag date raw kami. Sus. Sana nga ay totoo ‘yun pero hindi naman. "Why are your eyebrows furrowed?" Napatingala ako sa kanya dahil sa biglaan niyang pagsasalita. "Wala. Nag check lang ako ng social media." Tumango siya.

His focus remained on my hair. I saw how he scrunched his nose like he didn’t like what he heard. Ang makinis niyang mukha na wala ni isang pores ay tila nandilim. It was like a sudden change of colors in the sky. The blue became gray until everything turned dark, and suddenly, it’s storming. Ganoon na ganoon ang ekpresyon niya ngayon habang tinitignan ko siya. It was amusing, and somehow -- makes me happy.

Bigla niya hinawakan ang siko ko at inangat ko ang paningin ko. His lips were half open while his eyebrows is furrowed. He tightened his gripped on my elbow. That's when my heart skipped a beat when I anchored my eyes at him. His eyes were color gray. He gazed at me with his hawk eyes. His hair is dishevelled and undercut. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Umurong ako para sana makalayo sa kanya pero hindi ako nakaurong dahil sa hawak niya. Bumibigat na ang paghinga ko, naakit sa gusto niyang gawin. Naakit din ako sa awra ng mukha niya. He look so horny and a bit angry. Ang bibig niya ay bahagyanh nakabuka at humihinga ng malalim doon. His eyebrows were in a frown and his eyes is blazing with fire. "We can't do it again." Nagpapanic kong sabi pilit na pinipigilan ang kamay niya. Nakafocus lang ang tingin niya sa ginagawa niya at hindi nagpapapigil.

He is now frowning, and he looks like in a foul mood. Muli niyang tiningnan si Jeffrey at nakita niya ang pagbuntong-hininga nito ng napakalalim. His frown depicts that he's not happy with the situation right now. The contempt on his eyes speaks hate and disgust. "You don't even bother to greet your grandfather?!" Biglang sumigaw ang matanda.

I can't help but look at his well-defined arms; those are screaming muscles and veins. "I'm talking to you, Ms. Castillion," he said, his left brow arched. Raising his left eyebrow is his mannerism. His gaze is scrutinizing my being. Nag-iwas ako ng tingin. "Come again? My apologies, I did not hear what you said.

Giving signs he isn't happy to see me here. I still had not enough of surveying his more mature self now. For sure, admiration is truly evident from my eyes. I noticed how his forehead creased due to irritation together with his naturally thick well-fixed eyebrows. "You are not invited here." he sharply added. My insides flinched for a second, pang attacked my system most especially my fragile and sensitive heart.

His brows furrowed so tightly they almost formed a single line, and his lips pressed together. He looked mad, no, he looked furious.

humalakhak siya, nakita ko ang pagtaas baba nang kanyang balikat dahil sa paghalakhak. Saglit na napatitig ako sakanya dahil sa pagtawa niya. Even his laugh is like a beast trying to annoy the poor little kitten that still hes holding tightly on the wist still right now. I knotted my head because of his bipolarness, recently when I saw in the morning his eyes was furrowed and and his eyes was furious and now,midnightb hes mocking me with the one brow shot up and playfulness was written on his eyes. What a bipolar.

I brought up, diverting the topic. Nang nabanggit na ang tungkol doon, kung seryoso na ang hitsura ni Zaro. Ngayon, lumandas ang mapanganib na ekspresyon sa kanyang mukha. Bagay na sobrang pamilyar sa akin pero wala kaide-ideya kung bakit at paano. "Are you really that desperate to interact with men?" "Ano po?" His adam's apple moved when he swallowed hard, massaging the center of his eyebrows. By that view, my heart pounded threefold.