Future Without His Glasses Novels & Stories

“You know that I notice everything about you and this is just a small thing. Now, will you give a reason?” “He looked funny in his glasses, I don’t even know why I suggested that glasses for him but the boy was not ready to wear glasses until I had Spiderman on it. I don’t even think any of his friends likes it, the first thing I will do after I get out of here will be finding another pair of glasses for him. I can’t bear to see my boy looking all weird and funny.” I laughed at this making her roll her eyes at me.

How come that hurts when I was feeling completely healed hours ago? He removed the glasses from his eyes and placed them back inside his briefcase. “Me and Hunter were once family you see, but that was before tragedy struck…”

"Who are you?" "Oh, I forgot. Vincent said you'd probably need these until your eyes got used to being open again." she puts a pair of glasses on my face. I used to wear my glasses all the time, but the longer I spent around the supernatural elements of my life, my glasses were forgotten. Who cares if you're farsighted when you have the far vision of a wolf and the night vision of the Fae? Does it matter if some of the near details are fuzzy when you can see auras?

He’s smiling so at least he doesn’t think I’m the rudest person in the world for not listening to him. “I was just admiring your work ethic. Even on your day off, you’re here.” “Sorry to break it to you,” I smile in return. “But we’re here in a studying capacity.” He clutches his chest. “That hurt.” “The truth usually does,” Sabrina says, opening another text. He laughs, adjusting a pair of gold-framed lenses on his face. “I didn’t know you wore glasses,” I say, pointing to the lenses. “All that staring at computer screens and tiny text screwed up my twenty-twenty. I don’t need them all the time,” he shrugs.

Adimasta let Clarissa be content to let go of her sadness. ***** Clarissa looked at Adimasta who was sitting in front of her. The slanted boy began to enjoy the food that was served on the table. He poured the soup into his bowl. Suddenly he quickly took off his glasses because the sauce splashed. Clarissa's eyes didn't blink. Adimasta was very handsome without glasses. Clarissa didn't really like guys with glasses. That was one of the minuses of Adimasta for Clarissa. But this time, Adimasta looked so different. Adimasta's hands were busy wiping his glasses. Then he lifted the glasses to put them back on. Clarissa held Adimasta's hand, she took Adimasta's glasses and put the glasses on the

He let me take him to the edge, before rolling me beneath him and making his own explorations of me with hands and tongue, so that when he rose back over me and joined us as his lips met mine, I ached for him, and gripped him greedily to me, rising into his thrusts until we fell apart together. We lay in the flickering firelight with his arm around me and my cheek on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat. His hand stroked up and down my arm. “Glass will be the difficult part,” he said. “I will take the broken windows out of the frame tomorrow and we will board them up. We will have to find a wagon to take them to the city for a glazier to work on them.” “Glass is just sand and heat, is it no

He was the teenager who had claimed to be her fan at the fansign event a month ago. "Oh my God, I really can't believe it's you. I told you that these round glasses of yours really transform your handsome face. You'd better get rid of those glasses," Luna suggested, taking her seat while Leo chuckled and removed the glasses, placing them back in his pocket. Perhaps he intended to keep them rather than dispose of them, unlike Luna's suggestion. Leo was cautious; he feared he might need his glasses later on and was currently relying on contact lenses to aid his vision.

As him being a near-sighted geek, he still needs his glasses to make out the image of the street lights which he doesn’t remembered being there. All of the sudden, he felt his eyes getting heavy. Soon enough, he fell asleep with his glasses on. He woke up the next morning feeling exhausted. He sighed and slowly pushed himself up with one hand when he felt a stinging pain on his back. He paused for a moment, trying to feel the pain to its extent until it slowly feels bearable. He turned to look at the window and his brows rose when he didn’t see anything outside. The street lights weren’t there. He took his glasses above the bedside table, wore it, and went back to the window. His brows met w

I turned slightly to look out the back window at my car that was being towed. “What’s wrong?” “Nothing’s wrong.” Steven glanced at me. “You should think about getting your eyes tested.” I scoffed and reached up to take the glasses off. Folding it, I placed it back in the case and then leaned forward to put it back in the glove box. My eyes darted over to him as a thought hit me. “Aren’t you supposed to be wearing your glasses?” His lips tilted up into a smile. “I can see perfectly fine without my glasses.”