In Her Eyes Netflix Novels & Stories

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

The crowd was dense, but I pushed through and made a beeline for the stairs. I drew nearer and the individual glanced up and met my gaze briefly before averting his eyes. I kept back a bit, waiting for them to take the first step. Another buzz. I did not even need to check my phone to know who it was. "Close enough?" I smiled and shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and leaned in somewhat and spoke a bit softer. “You the one texting me?” 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.

The memory of Alexander's haunted eyes, the doctor's words hanging in the air, and the silent plea of her own heart for Sebastian's recovery. As she sank onto the couch, exhaustion pulling at her limbs, a single tear escaped her eye, tracing a path down her cheek. It was a tear of fear, of helplessness, but also of unwavering faith. In the stillness of the night, Nora vowed to hold onto that hope, to cling to the possibility that dawn would bring news of a miracle.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

, Fleki whispers, “No, I can hear her heart beating.” Rubbing my eyes as they opened, briefly blinded by the late afternoon sun beaming through the forest canopy above where I lay. I squinted, and when my eyes finally focussed, I realised a pair of eyes glistening with gold, and long black lashes that curled upwards, so intensity that made me gasp, were staring right back at me. “Please don't hurt me “. Frantically I started searching the ground for something to protect myself with. Then, realising my search was futile, I abruptly sat up, trying to muster as much dignity as I could.

I replied as I looked at her. Her eyes frowned due to the mystifying title, "Hmm... what's the story. May you tell me in an abridged way?" Well, it's about a girl who went into a library to read a book. Until she saw a tome that was glowing through the shelves. Out of curiosity, she went to grab it to see the title. As she got the tome, she was bewildered at how the book has no title. It was dusty and a bit old. "Oh, what a bummer!"

He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed. The position changed and her mouth was covered by his mouth once again. She wanted him inside her yet he was letting the fire reach its peak. "Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful."

I saw the pain in his eyes, and at that moment, I wanted to cry but held it in. The woman in the video was Honey.

She looked at Ethan first for a few moments then at Lucas and then her eyes stopped at me. First thing that came to my mind after our eyes met is "She has beautiful almond shaped brown eyes. But her eyes looked empty ,no emotion ,no hope or desire....... nothing". Her face was expressionless. One thing was confirmed........she wasn't scared, not even a little bit. Instead she looked calm. "So.....what do we do with her?" I heard Lucas asking but I didn't reply. I kept staring at her. I can't figure out what she is thinking, what's going on in her mind. I was trying to read her.

A witch's magic is never truly lost. As I made my way to meet with the pack doctors, a pair of blue eyes kept invading my thoughts and I knew that until I had her, I wouldn't be able to get her out of my head.