Los Ojos Nunca Mienten Novels & Stories

Her voice was barely above a whisper when she asked, “Why? What is wrong with my eyes?” Francisco’s eyes darkened as he looked into hers. “I don’t know why, but when I look at these eyes, I become hard and uncontrollable. I feel like these eyes always tell me to fuck so hard until they fill with tears. Maybe I’m wrong about it, but I don’t know if the owner of these eyes also wants it or not.”

Staring straight into Lorenzo’s eyes. Lorenzo’s jaws clenched, but he remains blank. “Do it.” Gustav whispers, “Fucking do it.” The room seems to hold its breath as Lorenzo’s gaze hardened, it is fixated on Gustav’s figure. His finger trembling on the trigger, a single tear runs down Lorenzo’s face as betrayal and sorrow fill his aura.

She dug her nails into her small palms and not one single tear left her eyes, clenching her small fists she bravely looked into her Papa’s eyes,They were identical to her own, a brilliant blue that took your breath away, the Moretti eyes he told her, only a true Moretti had them. She saw him blink once and caught her breath, that was her sign, Papa had taught it to her.

I drew my Vulcan Bow and aimed it at one of the eyes. The eye I was aiming at immediately closed, but the other eyes seemed more active. “Oh, no, no, no. Knight Nuri Rodriguez. You can't kill me. I have many eyes, and you only have one chance. If you choose the right eye, you will leave here. On the contrary, if you make the wrong choice, you will be stuck here forever.” “Your vision will not last long. I will kill you.” “Oh, don't say such terrible things. My vision has something you like best. You'll love it.”

Panting, Lara unexpectedly straightens up, standing strong with unsteady breaths and sweeping the ground before her around her before turning her gaze on me. —My sister, my mother, where are they?— Where is Justo? “What you saw wasn't genuine.” “None of them are here,” I tell him, getting up gingerly. “Still…it felt so genuine, them, the smell of their blood, Justo's shot, everything,” he murmurs, a tear sliding down his left cheekbone. "You were fantasizing," I clarify. It was just a quiAngela. Everything is fine now, you're fine.

Somia pov " CAN'T YOU SEE THE LOVE IN MY EYES IS FOR YOU . NOT FOR AIMA. I LOVE YOU . YOU SOMIA . CAN'T YOU SEE WHY AM I HERE? ENOUGH OF THIS DRAMA . I NEVER, NEVER LOVED AIMA BUT YOU , YOUR NAUGHTINESS, YOUR SIMPLICITY , YOUR EYES ,YOUR SOUL . THE GIRL I LOVE IS YOU NOT AIMA . GET THIS THING INTO YOUR DUMB HEAD . I WAS NEVER A PERSON YOU CAN LOVE SOMEONE EASILY BUT YOU , YOU CHANGED THIS COLD HEARTED SOUL INTO A LOVE SICK PUPPY. LOVE IS CONNECTION OF TWO SOULS NOT TWO BODIES" His ascendant desire rang in my ears. The passion , the love , the desire , the obsession, every single thing was well adjusted in his voice. His eyes held fury , the anger of betrayel. The hurt of getting deceived b

He stepped closer to me, his face morphed into a look that looked like he wanted me to run or something. “Leo, leo,” I said in a sing song manner, my lips curved into a smile that looked nowhere near real. “You didn’t possibly expect someone without eyesight to cheat on you.” I stood up at that, looking straight into his eyes as I said the next few words. “Or rather, let me rephrase that…” I trailed off and the tension in the room rose even more. “You don’t expect someone — your mate— who you took away her corneas and gave them to your girlfriend who’s her sister…” I stopped talking to take a better look at his awestruck face.

"The Eye is trying to find their heartbeats. It wants to delete them." * How do we stop it? Julian asked. * We have to break the mirror Maya said. She looked at Julian her eyes full of tears. "The Eye is a reflection of every story ever written. It thinks it is the truth. We have to show it a lie big that the computer crashes." * A shadow fell over them. A giant figure with no face stepped out from the wall of screens. It wore a suit made of gold. Carried a pen that looked like a long sword.

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

“Tell me you don’t feel it too. Look me in the eyes and say it.” Mia tried. She really did. But when she met his gaze, the words stuck in her throat. His eyes were dark, intense, filled with a certainty that terrified and thrilled her in equal measure. “I… I can’t do this.” “You’re already doing it.” His voice dropped lower, rough around the edges. “Every time you show up. Every time you let my leg stay against yours under this table. Every time you think about me when you’re supposed to be thinking about him.”