Los Ojos Nunca Mienten Novels & Stories

Samantha asked tearfully, while Jennifer glared at her with raised eyebrows. “What do you mean ‘my love’? I’m sorry, I don’t remember anything. Babe, who are these people?” Gabriel asked, completely confused. “I’m sorry, but he doesn’t recognize you,” Jennifer said. “What are you saying, Jennifer?!” Samantha asked. “He doesn’t remember you! Didn’t you hear me?!” Jennifer shouted angrily. “What are you saying, Gabriel?” Samantha cried loudly as tears streamed down her face.

he asked him. Hierro turned back to look at him. His face is serious. “Through the eyes.” He answered. “… huh?” Reyan was taken aback. “The eyes…?” he muttered, looking skeptical. Hierro nodded in affirmation. “Yes. An eye contact.” He told him.

I glanced down at the blurry shape on the ultrasound. Bitterness hit me hard. I thought I'd never get this chance again. Never thought I'd be this lucky. My phone buzzed. Nathan Hartley again. [I'll be back tomorrow. Don't be scared.] I was about to text back when Vivian's syrupy voice floated over. "Bradley, who do you think our baby will look like?" "Obviously you," he said. "Eyes like yours... the mouth..."

He was unique for me, but then now he was like a star that I can't reach anymore and I must not dream to hold. "Is it really Luna? Why do your eyes seem to answer differently?" My lips closed firmly when she said that, it seems like because of she said I can't defend myself anymore. Eyes will never lie, what ever you did, even you control so much your emotions, it will still show your sorrow, paim, loneliness and sadness. The eyes can't hide, what you truly feel. The eyes will always tell how much you want and love someone in your heart and life. So, if you do not want someone to know what you really feel, then it is not the mouth you need to shut or close, instead is it your eyes.

"Cassie, if it hurts, say something. Don't force yourself." His voice was soft, like the man who once loved and spoiled me. But my heart felt nothing. I looked up into those deep blue eyes. Once, they held only me. Now? Just contempt and impatience. "I'm fine," I said, voice calm and hollow. Adriano hesitated. I used to cry over a paper cut. Now... "You really have changed," he muttered, eyes unreadable. I dropped my gaze and stayed quiet. People change—especially when their hearts get crushed.

“What are you doing here?” “I need to talk,” he said, voice low. “Before you get too comfortable.” Maya’s chest tightened. She didn’t want to talk. She wanted to run. But she didn’t. “What is it?” she asked cautiously. Tobi’s eyes flicked around—checking if anyone was watching. Then he leaned closer, whispering: “You think he’s perfect, don’t you? You think he’s everything I’m not.” Maya hesitated, trapped between fear and old longing.

For a moment neither of them moved. He looked different. She tried to identify why and could not settle on a single thing. He was the same — same height, same bearing, same expensive precision to everything about him. But there was something around his eyes that had not been there before. Something that sat closer to the surface than she had ever seen on him. She held his gaze for exactly three seconds. Then she turned back to Dorian, said something about the morning panel, and did not look across the room again. The keynote panel was four people. A government infrastructure lead, the founder of a mid-market logistics firm, Corinna, and Stellan.

Just a mere teen who looked exquisite. “Why are you doing this.” She swallowed a ball of saliva, and asked him bravely, mustering up her courage. She looked up at him, with those gorgeous emerald eyes. Andreas looked at her, not surprised. He raised his perfect brow and narrowed his eyes at her, pinning her under his intimidating gaze. He wanted to laugh at her attempts. She might have sounded brave but she was nowhere brave. The tears in her eyes are evidence of it. Lise just scooted back, afraid of his gaze.

I think I'm going to stay for just two days at this school. I was about riding off when my eye caught a passenger in the front of the bus. the only passenger there actually. Her head was leaned on the window and her eyes were closed but I could tell she wasn't sleeping cause she kept smiling and scrunching her nose and I could have sworn I saw her pout her lips for a split second. As if she had just kissed somebody. It's like she's day dreaming and In that moment She looked so peaceful like nothing could harm her.

Everything blurred in sight except for the harlot’s act of blatant groping. "The heck!" she almost hissed, unaware of herself marching to their place. The group turned their attention towards her changing the mood real quick. They lost their flirty smiles. Care tried her best to beam at them but it still appeared as a scowl. "Eli." She called. His impassive dark eyes landed on her matched with nonchalant expression. She smiled, anyway. Eliseo Manaloto is the sole man who repels away from her, always. Never bewitched by her beauty, never talked to her, never showed his kind eyes!