Glasses Stories Novels & Stories

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

Annie's P.O.V. Ever since I was a little girl, I had been bullied because of my glasses. Kids made fun of me all throughout elementary and middle school. Called me names like a nerd, four-eye, dork, and many more. I mean...hello! It's not like I choose to wear glasses this thick! I admit I don't exactly look attractive with these covering half of my face but without them, I can't see a thing. My whole world is blurry. Stupid rare eye condition. Why couldn't I be born normal like everyone else?

He let out the friendliest of smiles, making Anderson very uncomfortable. Anderson stared back and forth between Suit and the scroll. His mind was racing. The contract sounded simple enough. Straightforward, but he did not understand. ‘What did he mean by survive the stories? Did he not say I was going to tell a story? What does survive the story mean?’ Question after question popped up into his head. He could not help himself. He had no idea exactly what it meant, but one thing was for certain; He would not move forward if he did nothing but constantly question the situation

My heart is beating very wildly as he is sitting very close to me now. "You go first!" I whispered. "Okay." "I sing so well. I play the guitar. I have never been in love." "Which one is the lie?" "you play the guitar." "Aww. You are wrong." "Ohh. So which one is the lie?" "I have never been in love." He said. "I have actually been in love. It ended in tears sha. Hot, premium tears." He added. I couldn't help but laugh. "Do you mind talking about it? I'm sorry for laughing though."

The glow was far too strong and far too captivating that I almost lost myself and touched the glass that was covering it! I wondered what would happen if I touch the glass with my bare hands… How did those vampires touch these things without activating its magical protection spell? Did Sir Casior tell me a lie earlier when he said these glasses are protected by magic? Maybe it really was a lie… The glasses here were unscathed after all… There was only one way to find out… I had to touch it… As soon as my fingers got in contact with the glass, something unbelievable happened!

Leo loved those glasses and hardly ever left home without them. “Do you think you can explain this at a hospital Mr. Godwin? Are you ready for those types of questions? The man I am taking your friend to see was a doctor. Well trained and very capable,” said Giovanni. “Was? What the fuck do you mean was?” demanded Grayson, “I don’t want any back alley butcher fucking touching him!” “Where are his glasses? Leo always has his shades,” said Amber. “What? Amber what are you talking about?” asked Grayson, “are you feeling alright?”

It went from surprise to astonishment, to disbelief, and finally speechlessness. In the end, Aldor told her that the glasses were made by a prestigious wine glass and decanter manufacturer in Dereland. The wine decanted by the wine glasses would taste extremely mellow. The foot of the glasses was even embedded with jewels. A single wine glass was priced near a million. As they entered, Felicity spotted Corbin immediately. Like a cat approaching its prey, Felicity darted over to him so quickly that Stella failed to stop her. "Keegan, Stella."

Your glasses will be ready in 10 minutes" 10 minutes? That's fast. My last one I got it after 2 days. Gideon ask me what color I want but I just let him decide. My only comcern is to see properly that's it. Choosing color is just a trivial things to me. At exactly 10 minutes. Yes I counted as promised my new glasses are ready. I wear them and everything is bright and clear. I glance to Gideon and I don't know why but he became more handsome. "Are you happy love?" I smiled at him brightly in response. "How much do I owe you Gideon?" "Nothing Love." I know I owe him but I'll let it go. For now. As we are going to I don't know where I saw a bunch of people goiung out of a big gate. "Where are t

I wanted to breathe, to look away, but I stood rooted to a place, unable to look away from his blue eyes that threatened to melt my heart. A mist of happy tears glazed my sight, and my throat burned as I tried to keep them at bay. I shouldn't let him see me cry, but I can't look away. And as if the universe wanted to save me from utmost embarrassment, the store clerk came to the rescue. “Which one would you like, ma'am? She called out to me, and I was able to break my gaze from Nathan. I walk slowly to the showglass and peep through the collections of jewellery. I have a glass like this in my closet that holds countless expensive jewellery and gems, some of which I have never worn before.

he agreed without hesitation and moved back as far as I wanted him to. He stared at me intensively, making me flustered. I had to take a couple of deep breaths to regain composure and concentrate on casting a spell. I placed my hands above the pile of crystal pieces and closed my eyes. When I opened them, the glasses slowly started rebuilding themselves, piece by piece, like they were three-dimensional puzzles. With a final piece attached, the shattered glass merged together, looking like it had never been broken. I smirked and lifted one glass, then looked at Samil confidently. He was smiling. I had never seen him genuinely smiling like that. Yet, there was something sorrowful about that sm