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

I apologized immediately, the last time I saw him I was left crying in the bathroom with a bloody nose. "Look at me Enzo." He ordered, I turned around slowly, he was inches away from me, my eyes were casted on the floor. "Look me in the eyes Enzo." I can't, Carlson hates me and I hate myself for finding him attractive, I hate myself for losing myself whenever I stare at his grey blue eyes.

He didn't say anything at first; he just sort of leaned in and displayed those incredible eyes, and I definitely saw the dark iris in his eye. Yes, this guy, but not any ordinary guy. There was something strange, like extremely strange, in the way he was staring at me. He simply nodded and remained silent, giving a little smile as if he completely understood. I tilted my head and eyed him. “What’s your deal?” The man shrugged and eyed me up and down as if checking me out as well. "Just passing through," he said, kinda difficult to hear him over the music. “Saw you. Thought you might be fun.”

Angel’s POV I stood there glaring at Rider struggling to hold back my tears, then out of nowhere a deep voice said “me, that’s who would want her!” And a tall man stepped to the side of me. I could feel his eyes on me and I slowly met his gaze! He must have seen the sadness in my eyes from Riders words because suddenly he snapped and his gentle words turned angry while his head snapped in Riders direction. “Who the hell are you speaking to in that manor?” Damon snapped

"Okay I'm gonna go now, try to watch where you're going next time so you do not hit an Actual Wall" Oh my God, he heard me. He heard me call him a wall, this is officially the worse day of my life and I've had bad days " I uh guess I'll see you around " He keeps looking at as if he was waiting for me to say something but I guess he figured out that the only sense organs that works right now are my eyes because he just mumbles an 'alright and walked away.

He remembered how he felt conflicted the moment he took her glasses off and looked at her hazel eyes. He might have looked clam from the outside that day but he almost had a panick attack. He has seen many woman with hazel eyes but not one like Carella's that reminded him so much of the woman who took everything from him. Maybe it was because she reminded him of the love of his life that he decided to let her live.

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

Into the eyes I knew were watching. A slow, satisfied smirk touched my lips. Let him see. Let him see exactly what was mine. And what he can't own.

Then, unabashed murderous intent filled his eyes. "Good," he said firmly. "Let him come." "Let him see for himself who, exactly, he has provoked."

"Let's move on from all this unhappiness! Every day from now on will be filled with good luck." Avery stared at him blankly. "Can't you speak like a normal person?" Mike cleared his throat and said, "I know you'll still be down for a while, but we should keep our eyes facing forward. There are many more beautiful things and people that await you in the future." "Keep your eyes on the road." "Okay," Mike responded, then turned on some music. After taking a moment to ponder his words, Avery suddenly said, "Thank you, Mike."

I sat weakly,my eyes all turned red, sparking out. " I woke up one day, I saw him, his eyes was very red. I knew he was crying but I didn't want to let him know I saw him. He will feel less of himself that I saw him cry. Up till now, he never knew I saw him in that state at the middle of the night.His voice woked me up as he called your name". A moment of torment craved into my system. Fir the first,I shedded real hot eyes. The burning desire to scold him all died down. The air,seemed quite, trying very hard to digest.