Loud House Lucy's Eyes Novels & Stories

“Don’t they normally have warriors patrolling the area, especially with all the recent safety concerns?” “I talked to Luke’s dad, and he agreed to turn a blind eye to tonight’s party. There are perks to him being the beta’s son!” Lucy gave one of her winning smiles. Above all things, Lucy was beautiful, with a supermodel stature, long blonde hair, and sapphire eyes. And she was persuasive—very, very persuasive—and not someone that took no for an answer.

There’s something going on here,’ Athena informed me. Lucy’s eyes wandered around the room, realizing that she was fucked. There was no getting out of this after what she had just shouted out. This made her dangerous because she probably felt like she had nothing to lose. A chill ran down my spine when our eyes met. They were cold and void of the warmth that used to be in them. Had she been that good of an actor all of this time? It was too late when I noticed that she was no longer cuffed to the table. It seemed like everything happened in slow motion…

Lise cried out loudly as her butt hit the granite, and might have wounded her as well. “Open your eyes,” Andreas spoke in a commanding tone. Yet Lise did open her eyes, she fisted her hands by her side still praying and hoping God would save her from this monster. “Open your eyes.” He snarled and practically spat on her face. The chill of his voice reached down into her cells as she was beginning to scum into the darkness. Her brain ceased to work and she wasn’t able to comprehend what he was actually saying. Her pulse ran wild on her neck, which didn’t go unnoticed by Andreas.

But that didn't last. "Lucy got married and had kids. She had two girls at first. Whenever the girls cried, she'd start crying too. She wouldn't breastfeed. She wouldn't do any housework. The old hag only cared about having a grandson, so she let it slide. "But this year, Lucy finally had a boy. Now, that's their family's precious little treasure. If Lucy cries now, they say she's bringing bad luck to the boy. She still won't breastfeed, and half the time, her crying wakes the baby up. So, the old hag started beating her…"

"Do not fight the machine. I have got you. You are safe." My father was not safe.. He knew it. He squeezed my fingers hard with a sudden burst of strength because he was so scared. His eyes looked away from mine moving wildly towards the corner of the room then back to me his chest going up and down really fast. I looked where he was looking. High up in the corner, where the white wall met the ceiling there was a dome of dark glass stuck in the plaster. There was a lens inside surrounded by a ring of special sensors. That was not what caught my attention.

Dominic By the time Landon, Angel, and I got back to our feet, Lucy was conscious again. She was even already back on her feet. The six other witches in the room were also already moving. Two of them were changing out the candles that were in the room. Switching the white candles out for different colored ones, red, blue, brown, and green. Two of them were changing out some of the markings they had drawn on the floor. And the last two were mixing several different things from jars they had sitting on Lucy's desk that had been pushed off to the side. Lucy seemed to recover pretty quickly and moved away from Blake, ignoring his attempts to look her over to make sure she was ok. Gathering a cou

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around

She whispered and Lucy looked even sadder, especially her teary eyes. The girl looked at him and Lucy quickly averted her gaze. Ely noticed her eye feeling something. It was as if the young woman was also sad, because she thought that her sadness meant something else in her eyes. "Are you okay? I'll leave you, I need to go home." Ely said and just straightened his face. Lucy just nodded. When Ely turned away, Lucifer suddenly spoke. "Thank you, be careful coming home." Lucy said and the girl just turned to her and smiled slightly.

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.

John asked, wanting to be sure it was not just his imagination. "Not really," Lucy said at first before she took another look. "Two eyes, one nose, one mouth… If you really want to say they look alike, then I guess they do..." She trailed off, suddenly sitting up straight. They…really did they look alike? "Who is he?" she asked without thinking. John stayed silent and stared at her as if to say, "Why are you asking me?" "Give me two minutes!" Lucy said. She wanted to know more, and instantly split the screen in two. One side kept playing the security camera footage while she started the search on the other side.