He Who Has Eyes To See Let Him See Novels & Stories

He was briefly stunned when he saw me standing at the door. "Why aren't you asleep yet?" he asked. "Do you talk to all your subordinates with such a gentle tone?" I retorted. "I was just speaking normally. Don't overthink it." I didn't say another word before turning around and leaving. A moment later, I heard the door shut firmly behind me. Dominic had never used to close the door to his study. I waited for him for 20 minutes. I was still awake when he entered the room. "There's something I want to tell you, Dominic. Ever since I was a child, I've had this power. I can see the person someone loves the most just by touching them."

“I think… he’s still out there. Because when I looked in those eyes… I saw myself.” ---

I had the urge to always glance at myself to look at my body if it was really bad. I passed by an outdoor restaurant and narrowed my eyes as I noticed a man. His eyes were green and from his side view, he looked like Malcolm. But Malcolm is away on a trip. It couldn't be him. Two couples stood up and blocked my view of seeing the man. I looked away for a moment and when I returned my gaze, the man had left.

“Who are you?... What do you want with me?” “Don’t be afraid, Lyra. Just come with me.” “But I don’t see anything… How do I then see you?” I asked. His tone changed “Those who look with open eyes see only what’s dead,” the voice said. “But those who close their eyes see what still lives. The living cannot see us, child. Only the silent can.” I didn’t understand him. But something about the way he said it, it didn’t sound like a request. “Close your eyes, Lyra,” he said.

"But you told me not to come back after the operation." "It's because I want you to be present when the doctor removes the bandage from my eyes," he explained, smiling. "I want you to be the first person I see that day." "That will make your mother cry." "My mother would understand. She's the most understanding woman on the planet. And you did sound like her at times. " Angela smiled as she said, "And that must be a pain in your ass." "Not at all. Your voices, on the other hand, inspire me to fight for hope. Angela, you inspire me to travel the world again. And I'd like you to be here by then. "

I saw the man's eyes snap to me, however it was if he wasn't seeing me. I fell onto my belly and stole one greater look at the unusual man earlier than I handed out cold.... possibly I'll be lucky and he might not kill me.

I can see Rosaline as well. Now I can see Mama Tina and other guys in our house it looked as if they had a meeting and they have closed. Listen from now your devil eyes has been activated you can see beyond ordinary human. You can see what is ahead of you and what is about to happen. Again you can see me if I am under attack and we can speak in private.

For a moment, he sighed and then raised the frames of his drooping glasses to the bridge of his droopy nose. “Please come in, Madam. See! It's a miracle. Your husband is awake and able to speak normally." The doctor stepped out after tapping my shoulder a few times. We look. The doctor's height made me have to look up a little to freely see his face. The wind whistled in my ear. I flinched and turned my gaze to the corner of the room. "Jack!" I cried to myself when I found a man with bare chest and piercing eyes standing like a silhouette in the corner of Kevin's treatment room.

Enchanting silver eyes, long, long eyelashes, as brown as chocolate skin --- In short, an unearthly beauty! "Lovely to see you, too, Iri! Got a sniff of your smell on Care, my guess was right. You've been prying not only on my business but Orion's as well." "Keep your lectures to yourself! You belong to the Damned while I am one with the Blessed so I do not need your permission. You’ve fallen from His grace. You big DISGRACE!” she barked at him.

He made it seem like I could easily rip Sylvia into pieces with just my sight. I only realized I had tears streaking down my face when I felt Marcus' hand on my cheek. "Don't cry, honey. I'm sorry. Please listen to me, okay? It's not what you think…" Marcus kept wiping my tears away in a fit of panic, but he could never stem my tears no matter how much he wiped. In the end, he just pulled me into his arms and began comforting me in soft tones. At the same time, he prevented me from looking at Sylvia.