Mr Popo Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

( Stand in front of your mirror if you have one ) I get up and do as I’m told, I notice my eyes are now glowing Silver { you look beautiful, I’m happy to see that you’re unharmed and healthy my love } then in my mind I began to see an image forming and take shape and I could see him in my mind and he smiled at me [ there you are my King ] { right here waiting for my Queen } ( okay guys, times up I can feel someone approaching ) the Silver disappears from my eye and I dry the stray tears that are rolling down my cheeks from seeing my mate that I’m missing like crazy. The door knob rattles and Mikelis strolls in followed by a man, he’s got three long claw marks running down his face from his f

Miller. "I'd be glad to," I say with a smile. Mrs. Miller smiles back. "You know, you can snack on some of the sweets if you want to. I wouldn't mind. If we don't sell all these, we'll have to throw it out anyway," says Mr. Miller in his deep, rich voice. Mr. Miller is a tall guy, with chestnut-colored hair and green eyes. Mrs. Miller has grey eyes. They both make a really lovely couple.

the man's red eyes glinted, his pale white face was adorned by dangerous glint. 'So, those werepups hadn't died. huh~' ***

They've come. Beta Poppy's eyes landed directly at me when she saw my poor state. She looks very worried while Mother is just watching the show calmly. There's no hint of any expression on her face. It was the same with Trojan. He was also just looking at me with no hint of worry on his face, even when my bracelet was in his hand.

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.

With those scary eyes, pissed look. Ladoo! Laughter and waves of laughter...

Samantha was putting a sweater on them. I knelt, trying to appear friendly and non-threatening. Violet and Poppy looked up at me with wide, curious eyes. Both twins had beautiful hazel eyes, a mix of brown and green, just like their mom. Violet had a tiny smudge of oatmeal on the left side of her face, just above her eyebrow. They looked identical, but I could tell who was who. Poppy's eyes were bigger than Violet's, and she seemed not to get along with everyone. Then there was Violet who smiled at everyone, even strangers.

he moaned When it was fully erect I cut it off, " AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH " "that's how every girl screamed when you raped them ....do you love the sight ??" I waved it infront of his face . I laughed I got up and put it on the bed and went back for his eyeballs. I took them out one by one. " There ...you won't look at the kids anymore " " Please just kill me " he pleaded " Oh ...I am killing you ." I put the eyeballs on the dick and stitched them together giving his dick a well decoration

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

Mr Sok murmured in a lightly squeaky voice that miserably pierced into Travis's ears. For a brief moment, Travis felt like he could regurgitate all the contents he had eaten. For the very first time, he shifted his eyes from the wall and to the person who was making his stomach suddenly churn. His eyes curiously landed on Mr Sok's brown eyes that seemingly lost their moisture — probably due to how much they toured Travis's figure. It was brief — Travis averted his eyes away from Mr Sok's eyes to his goatee which was beautifully brushed and moved as Mr Sok wore a smile. What a peculiar thing!