Lifeless Eyes Like A Doll's Eyes Novels & Stories

I just stared at him. "How did she die?" No answer. "What happened to her?" Nothing. "Am I just a replacement for Camilla?" He didn't speak, He didn't move, He just stared out the window like I wasn't there. I turned away. I looked at my own reflection in the glass, My face was pale, My hands were shaking. What the fuck? I had signed a contract to be some man's Doll. I had let him touch me in a red room. I had worn a dead woman's name at a family dinner.

After taking a long warm bath, relaxing her muscles and trying to shake off every depressing thought coming to her mind, she wore her robe and did her toothbrush when again another distressing thought hit her mind, when she will be able to continue her studies? If she will continue to live like that in this house like a rapunzel, then she will die soon of claustrophobia, her thoughts would kill her, if that numbness cracked, she will kill herself. Her eyes on their own moved towards the mirror infront of her, she observed her face, specifically her big brown beautiful eyes which looked dead, they had no will to live anymore, no spark, no light, no hope. Indeed, eyes are the door to soul and

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After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.

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.

"Yes, Soot-walker. He doesn't know us. He doesn't know anything." Doll looked for the comfort of Hades's dark beautiful gaze. He gasped as their eyes met. There was a void, a smoky empty glow where his tom's gorgeous eyes should be. And then he saw himself in them, his own eyes hollow, the manifestation of his lies and deceit making his skin peel and melt down his body. The no-fur shut his eyes tight.

I started sodding out of fright , my heart had this pressure that made it but like it wanted to leave my chest , I was dangerous, a danger to every one around me " Eve , what's wrong , am calling a doctor , " I could her her every breath as she ran to the phone and with every step she took , the sound of her feet hitting the floor got louder and louder until I could her everything on her , her chain earrings , her nose gasping for air even the sound of her heart beat increase in panic " Eve came down " the mirror girl pleaded and I lost it , my body twitched and I started bleeding from my nose then my eyes turned red just before I passed out again in my blood

My pack. Tears pooled in the corners of my eyes, threatening to spill, until they became too much that they slowly escaped. I couldn’t swallow the lump in my throat as my eyes scanned face to face, the lump in my throat growing even more as if it was a huge hand threatening to choke and suck the life out of me. Miss Layla. . . Miss Ophelia. . . All of them are lifeless. What. . . What is this?

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.

Her beige hazel eyes were precisely staring at nothing but everything which was coming in front of her vision. Her eyes were blinking slowly and slowly. Her body wasn't making any movement. Her gaze were not reflecting any kind of emotion not even tears now. Inessa was looking practically lifeless and it was just her slow and soft breathing which was making it evident that she was alive . "Inessa, please. Please don't do this to yourself. You will get sick, please try to understand, " Emily spoke to her pleadingly but as usual, got no response from the person in front of them.