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

“ What do you see in my eyes? ” I looked into his eyes, and what I saw there took my breath away. There was a depth of feeling etched in his gaze that was beyond anything I had ever seen before. I could see love, intense and fierce, radiating from his eyes, directed at me with an intensity that was almost overwhelming. I felt like I was the only thing in the world that mattered to him at that moment, and it filled my heart with a fierce tenderness.

I believe my whimper brings the person to attention and they mutter a sorry. " I'm sorry, angel, please, I need to see your beautiful eyes." Keith. He'd always be the first one I want to hear. And like my prayers have been answered, he's here. "Come on baby, I've just found you, I can't lose you again, please." I do my best to push through my stubborn eyes, until there's movement and my eyes slowly open. I have to close them again, to get accustomed to the air and light, but once I do again, blue is the first thing I see.

“Can’t tell you. Maybe after school today. Or maybe not. Could be weeks. Months. I decide when you get to see it… Maybe never.” “Just let me go,” she said through gritted teeth. He laughed louder now. “Let you go? Like that’s ever gonna happen. You’re mine, Maren. Forever. Until the day you die.” She blinked slowly. “Well… what if today is the day I die?” The grin vanished from his face. “You wouldn’t,” he said, quieter now. “You wouldn’t want to die before seeing the real me. The one no one else gets to see.”

That yearning look in his eyes. “Oh baby, I think we both know I’d fallen for you from the very first day,” I muttered, tutting my tongue as he crawled on his knees toward me, his eyes still glued to my throbbing cock, fully erect—the slit oozing of precum, red angry veins popping at the cap of my cock and the sides.

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

He made a mental note to check on this matter again later on once Nyx had calmed down. After a few more minutes, Nyx sniffled and lifted her head from Revel's shoulder, revealing a wide damp patch where her tears had soaked through. She gave him an apologetic smile, "Sorry about your shirt Rev" and she looked at him with puffy, red rimmed eyes. Revel's heart ached at the sight of her tear stained face and sorely wished that he could have punched Jean for causing Nyx to cry to such a state. "It's okay Ny, I hope you feel a little better now. We'll get through this together, okay?" Revel smiled back at Nyx reassuringly. Nyx hiccuped softly as she laughed through the remnants of her tears, and

His head tilted a bit, still studying me, "There is something in you that reminds me of myself." My eyebrow raised, "Reminds you of yourself?" I said with a snark, "Dude, you just met me." "I know," he didn't shy away, "But I believe in the saying that it's all in the eyes," He inched closer, crowding me, "And I can see it in your eyes, there is an adventurous wild girl in you, but you're trying so bad to suppress her down," His eyes looked so deep into mine, this time the silver in them looked a lot like shackles, ones that could easily bind me down, "Don't. Just let it go," He urged, "Let her go."

I turn my eyes away from him, afraid that if I look into those eyes, he would see right through me. “In that entire disguise, do you know what I see?” He asks again, but I don’t look at him. “I see someone who’s simple, I see someone that will help whenever she needs to, I see someone who is kind, but the whole world doesn’t realize it.” “Don’t talk to me like that. I am neither of those things.” I say, but he grabs my hand and turns my chin, so that my eyes are looking at him, I was right. He can see through me.

I sadly add. "I sorta can," Nate shocks me by saying. I look at him with large eyes until he elaborates. I was pleased to see he face was clear tonight, no glasses of any kind guarding his eyes, which he blushed madly about when it was the first thing I said to him when he got into my car. "I can see better in the dark. Bright lights are what irritate my eyes. But when it's dark, I can see outlines of things. Like if you put up your fingers," he reaches down and grabs my hand in his and my breathing instantly hitches in my chest, "I can tell you're holding up three of them."