Glasses Stories Novels & Stories

And if I say, the current scenario is kinda the same, Jenny and her investigation, the search for the mysterious killer isn't for the people who suffer, who become the victims and the dead leaf which even couldn't find their place in the earth. But the tuxedo man is breaking those limits and the borders, because even he doesn't give a hand to anything but he is with them, which makes him their partner. Jenny and Davis both see a square box made up of glass, and the glass was transparent, they could clearly see what was inside of that box. It was jewelry, something like a wristband made for the men in the old times when the empire was splitted in the 5 territories.

His arms crossed over his chest, and his right foot tapped the floor in rhythm. Now and then, he lifted the sleeves of his black shirt to get the time information from the watch on his wrist. His eyes sometimes wandered to pay attention to students passing by, but none of them caught his attention. Every time he had a schedule in the university, he deliberately would wear a pair of glasses. ‘To be more authoritative,’ he said to himself some time ago. Today, for some reason, he chose to change his appearance for a bit. He looked a little different today because he was wearing contact lenses. He looked even younger without his glasses, and some students couldn’t help but glance at him now and

“What is this-“ Like she could already read his mind, the second he turned the case around, there was a note attached to it. Slowly, he ripped it off and took the note, reading the little message scribbled on it. ‘Before you ask, I know you aren’t blind. They aren’t glasses for blind people. It’s to prevent you from getting blind. Haha. They’re blue light filtered glasses. You stare at screens way too much so when next you want to do that, put them on. They prevent your eyes but getting old and boring (we don’t want your eyes matching your personality, do we?)’ “What?” He laughed to himself, reading the note. “This is ridiculous.” He laughed again, slowly taking the glasses out of the case t

Durіng lunch, I told her аbоut hеr eye appointment with Dr. Sаm. "Yоu really соuld uѕе ѕоmе nеw glаѕѕеѕ, Blanche. I will рurсhаѕе thrее pairs fоr you. Onе оf thе 3 pairs will bе a роlаrіzеd ѕunglаѕѕ, and thе оthеr twо wіll hаvе changeable lеnѕеѕ. I wаѕ thinking something іn a mеtаl frаmеѕ. Cоnѕіdеr іt раrt оf уоur paid еуе plan. I hаvе mаdе all thе arrangements fоr you. Dr. Sam is thе еxреrt аnd will fit уоu реrfесtlу and stylishly, truѕt mе."

Make me feel like nothing. Tell the world that the high and mighty Vine, had fallen. Drew snatched my glasses and crushed it with his feet. Then he picked up the frame and held it up for all to see. Tears burned down my cheeks as my knees buckled and I collapsed to the ground, my arms trembling as I frantically searched for my shattered glasses. "These? She fooled you all with those glasses. Books. Innocence. But it was all a charade to disguise a slut." Instantly, my world blurred into a mesh of colour and shame as I crawled across the cold floor. My glasses were gone. My vision too, because the boy I loved had shattered both.

You know I was only wearing them for a short period because the doctor said I stressed my eyes too much and it might cause partial blindness if I don't correct them immediately". I defended. It was true. I wasn't born blind or anything, I just happened to experience pains in my eyes and difficulty seeing some things, so we went to see the eye doctor, and that's what she said. To be honest, I didn't wanna wear them, but I felt like I was slowly turning blind, and it got me really scared, so I was forced to put them on.. “Well, you still look the same!". Gabby said and I rolled my eyes for the umpteenth time.. “It was part of my makeover". I muttered underneath my breath, but she heard me and

There is a huge mirror in one corner of the room resembling Klara’s and to it’s left has a three foot tall wooden table on which a 360 degree spectacles holder rack is placed. Hmm….here are the traitors. These glasses are the ones who deceives the spectators making them believe that Lucas is a decent man but in reality he’s anything but good. She rolled her eyes at the glasses holder and wandered around boldly as she took slow steps deeper into the room and finally landed her eyes on his bed.

he hissed as he yanked the glasses from my face. “No!” I bellowed. “The light is blinding. I did as you asked. I watched the scenes you presented. Now, give me back the glasses.” “You watched the scenes without delivering any amount of emotion in return,” he complained. “A few tears and an orgasm are not enough. You cheated me. You do not deserve the glasses. Nor do you deserve clean air.”

Not me, the dragonglass He had told them. He had told them all. Some of them didn't believe him, he knew. Dirk had shown Sam his dirk and said, "I got iron, what do I want with glass?" Black Bernarr and the three Garths made it plain that they doubted his whole story, and Rolley of Sisterton came right out and said, "More like you stabbed some rustling bushes and it turned out to be Small Paul taking a shit, so you came up with a lie

“Haha, it’s a funny story actually, someday we’ll all look back at this and laugh….” “That day hasn’t come as yet, so quit the yapping and start talking!” Richard interrupted. Swallowing in fear she closed her eyes and hurriedly blurted out, “I gave the ophthalmologist two hundred bucks to make a fake report, the glass had a fake transition lens. Mom, dad I really didn’t want to be recognized or dragged into the group of brainless popularity. i… I had no choice.”