Joseph Quinn Eyes Novels & Stories

The door to her bedroom didn't just open; it was reclaimed. Jose and Justin walked in together. The sight of them side-by-side was overwhelming. They were identical in their perfection, both wearing dark, travel-worn suits that couldn't hide the raw strength of their frames. They looked tired, their eyes reflecting the brutal work it took to bring the world’s mafia factions back to heel, but the moment their gazes landed on Quinn, the exhaustion vanished. It was replaced by a singular, focused intensity, as if looking at their favourite toy. Their dad had asked them where Quinn was after meeting them two, and they told him she was in safe hands and will be meeting him whenever she wants. Onl

“I want to see your face.” Collins lifted me. He placed his hands under my arms and pulled me up as his cock slid out of my cunt. I cried out at the loss. I was empty again, empty everywhere, my holes gaping and dripping and aching, and then Joseph was there, in front of me, his grey eyes level with mine. He was beautiful. Not handsome like Collins or brutish like Kingsley. Beautiful. His face was all angles, all sharp cheekbones and pale skin, and his lips were curled in a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

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.

Jordan A perfectly disoriented Quincy is worth trading grands to get in the front view row. His eyes are blown out in complete perplexity. They are electric, a charged mixture of amassed horniness. His silenced fractured gasp added to his pulchritude. “Jordan, the fuck are you up doing?”

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

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.

“You, beast! I’m taking everything I own from now on. Do you understand?” Sean just stared at me without saying a single word. Glints of pain flickered in his eyes, but I was already numb to his fake intentions. Note: unedited

Ricky asked. “Huh um no they are blue; you should get your eyes checked,” Jade said shaking her head. She wasn’t sure why the boy was so interested in her eyes. “No, they are gray Jade.” He challenged. “There’s only ever been one person with your eye color. You should be happy that you’re different.” “Whatever, I have to go,” Jade said rolling her eyes. She was hoping her Aunt was already waiting for her. “Should we tell her about the legends?” Stephan whispered to Ricky.

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

Leon and Quinn with epsilons. Annaliese's heart leaps in joy at the sight of them then she looks behind them. and Joyce?. "Mate".