My Eyes See Everything Novels & Stories

I saw the man's eyes snap to me, however it was if he wasn't seeing me. I fell onto my belly and stole one greater look at the unusual man earlier than I handed out cold.... possibly I'll be lucky and he might not kill me.

All I could see was an emotionless eyes, one that came with so much rage and hate. I crashed down on my butt. "Alpha Darwin!!"

“Being watched like this.” “It’s not watching,” I said. “It’s seeing and there’s a difference.” He didn’t say anything back, his eyes just followed my movements, probably wondering what I was seeing that he couldn’t. I let a minute pass before speaking again. “You hide things well.” He blinked. “What?” “Your eyes,” I said, sketching faster. “They tell stories, but not all of them belong to you. You’ve been carrying other people’s secrets too long.”

The scream finally died in my throat, leaving the room ringing with sudden, heavy silence. He stared at me, mouth slightly open. Then his gaze locked on my eyes. “What’s wrong with your eyes?” he whispered, voice hoarse. I blinked hard, still breathing fast and shallow. The world looked different now. Sharper, colours seemed brighter, edges clearer than they had ever been. When I glanced at the small mirror hanging across the room, my reflection showed my eyes glowing with an unnatural silver light, the familiar gray completely replaced by something wild, luminous, and entirely new.

"Your eyes say no, though." "How did you say so?" "Eyes don't lie. In your eyes you can see everything in a person. Whether happy, sad, scared, and... lying. Just like you do," I swallowed. "What are you fighting for?" "Wow, so you're talking informally to me now. I should be angry but, go ahead and rest." "Okay, you too." "I'm still here. I can't go back yet." "Huh? Why?" "Huh? Again and again? Go ahead, go ahead."

I feel light touch, I open my eyes, and to my surprise, I see my hands, I start to panic, What's going on? I see someone approaching me, a man with rich grey hair, he stops in front of me and snaps his fingers, my eyes widen "Father?", he smiles at me, my eyes gather tears and I hug him "Oh father, I was so scared, I thought I lost you" tears freely flow down my face, I use my hand to wipe the tears, I wear a bright smile " I can see your face, isn't that great! I don't know what's happening" He touches my face and kisses me on my forehead, suddenly everything becomes blurry "What's this?, why can't I see you anymore?" I stretch my hands "Father!, father!" I cried out "Father!...."

I have to blink twice, just to see if I was really seeing this in front of me, or my eyes were just playing with me. What the fuck did just happen?!

"They see perfectly well." He turns to me, his gaze intense, piercing. "They don't see that you have the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen. A silvery gray, like a winter sky. They're full of things, you know. Sadness, yes, but also strength. A strength just waiting to blossom."

He said and I widen my eyes Oh shit! I suddenly felt the urge to throw up and I did. Black dots started to appear in front of me when I saw something that I don't want too but I saw clearly. Same blue eyes from my nightmares…

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.