Movie Behind Her Eyes Novels & Stories

I asked and pulled her chin up so that she can look directly in my eyes. Her eyes widened. She pulled back but didn't broke the eye connection. "What's wrong? Tell me" i asked. Why is she acting so strange. "Your eyes reminds me of someone dangerous." I spoke after few minutes. "Who?" I asked again pulling her to me. "I had a dream. I don't think it was a dream" i spoke touching my cheeks. I closed my eyes under her touch, "what dream? Tell me." "I was walking....I was escaping someone was following me. He pulled my hands up and pinned me on wall. His eyes reminds me of yours" she spoke and my heart raced. How did she remember?

Grey looking creatures with ghastly eyes. Their eyes are so dark it’s difficult to point out the iris, their skin are pale and they are thin. They make weak gusty sounds and reveal a horrid set of canine-molars. “Kill her” he orders and they begin to run towards Rachael. She closes her eyes and bite her lip hard as she anticipates her death. She begins to see the memories, those memories that made life worth it. The time she spent with her dad, the many quarrels she had with her mother, college and even high school.

After quite a few moves Nezeira, along with a witty fighting tactic managed to slice off the beasts head. Yihan, stood like a statue, his heart thumped against his chest at a dangerous speed. His eyes were glued to this woman, or vampire. He thought to himself, “So it was you. I saw you back then. But, the eyes? How are they blue? ……….who are you?” Security men poured in swiftly and surrounded Nezeira. She sheathed away her sword, went up to the in-charge and showed the royal i-card. Then she spoke,

It was so hot, almost as if it would scorch her hand. And yet, he remained quiet, gazing at her, the only difference being the presence of a glimmer of joy in his hollow eyes. Time seemed to stand still. She didn't know how long had passed until she heard him whisper in her ear, "So, I'm not dirty, am I?" "Yes, you're not dirty," she heard herself answering him. When Vivienne returned to her dorm room, her face was still burning. From the end of the movie to leaving the theater, she had been in a daze, her mind almost blank.

We took our seats respectfully, and I handed her the pop-corn. Taking off my coat. “It will get very cold soon, you should cover your legs with this.” She said nothing as she received it, her beautiful brown eyes were now dark due to the absence of light; but they were big and beautiful, like a doe’s eyes. Just a few minutes into the movie, the characters were already kissing, Eden’s cheeks flushed red, she blinked repeatedly, as she tried to make sense of her environment, everyone else seemed to be invested in the movie, some even making out with their partner—but she made sure to avoid eye contact with me.

It was a horror comedy movie. “Peaceful,” she muttered and closed her eyes. She fell into a deep sleep when blue eyes appeared in front of her. “Come with me,” he whispered. She was unable to see his face because it was dark. “Who are you?” She asked and then the small human blue eyes turned into large eyes, animal’s eyes. It was the wolf, a huge black wolf. She screamed and then the wolf howled. She opened her eyes in fear. She was all sweating.

She saw Vince with his back turned, but the moment he heard her footsteps, he spun around to face her. In that moment, her mind flashed back to the eyes of someone who had haunted her memories—the very same eyes that had caused her to faint during her last hospitalization. As Vince turned to face her, she saw those familiar eyes staring back at her, eyes that mirrored the person she had been missing for so long. The recognition sent a shiver down her spine, and she couldn’t shake the strange feeling that washed over her. His gaze felt intense, unsettling in a way she couldn’t explain.

A beautiful one. She turned toward him, blinking in mild surprise. Her eyes were an astonishing shade of blue, unlike his, hers mirrored the Greek oceans, vibrant and deep, flecked with lighter hues that caught the light. But just as quickly as she acknowledged his presence, she dismissed it, returning her attention to the small screen in front of her. Settling back into her seat, she munched on chips while engrossed in her movie. Before long, sleep caught up on her, and she dozed off mid-bite while her seat curtain left opened as she was utterly defenceless to the world around her.

THIRD PERSON The beautiful woman walked silently, tiredly, and defeatedly into the car that was waiting for her outside. She was drenched in blood. In the blood of her lover, in the blood of her husband and in the blood of her baby's father. And in her hands were his eyes. How could she do this? She wondered. What was going through her mind when she agreed to take his eyes? What was going through her mind when she decided that the best option was to kill her own lover?

"But then why were you watching it in the first place?" He asked her with narrowed eyes. He was literally getting on her nerves. "First I didn't know which sort of movie it was. I just played it because the name gave me the vibes of a thriller mystery type." She blurted out in one go and then breathed in deeply when her eyes met his. Blue against Grey with a lot of golden. His eyes were slightly wide with blazing golden in them as he watched her in aww making her go all red.