Novel Glasses Novels & Stories

Vivienne Laurent had learned long ago how to disappear in plain sight. She stood at the far end of the ballroom, beneath a crystal chandelier that glittered like a frozen constellation, holding a champagne flute she had no intention of drinking. The glass tower of Laurent International loomed beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, its mirrored surface reflecting the city lights below. From a distance, she looked like exactly what she was supposed to be: a poised billionaire heiress, draped in silk, her dark hair swept into an elegant twist.

“You do clean up nice. Nice. No professor glasses today” I just rolled my eyes just then. What was I thinking asking him in the first place. “I only wear those when I want to really get the details of what I’m doing! And they’re not professor glasses.” After our call the last time, it took a whole lot to stop the ‘storm caller’ jokes. But the glasses ones? He didn’t seem to be letting them go any time soon. “Oh really now? You don’t need to really get the details of this hangout? I thought you wanted new friends? how is that going to happen if you can’t see them?”

I say after we remembered one time when we all went out to a club and ran away before we caused a fight. He pours me more coke and adds a slice more of lemon. "Indeed, that would be a crazy fun idea. But I thought you were avoiding those kinds of places," He points out as he looks at me. "You have become nerdier." I giggle and adjust my glasses, then remove them. "I only wear them because my eyes get tired after being in front of computers so much when I am working with some school papers, and reading for an absurd amount of time," I laugh about it myself. "I could get rid of them and still see perfectly fine. But it also works as a defense mechanism; idiots don't come after smarty girls." I

Kids don’t always understand why their parents have so little patience. I take my glasses off my eyes and clean the lenses with a special wipe. It is not that I cannot see without them, I just cannot see very far without them. I place them back on my eyes and as the view comes into focus, I can see one of the men at the table staring intently at me.

I smirked as I used my free hand to turn the water on. “But… the windows. People can see in.” Her eyes watched the three windows that looked out over the driveway and front of the villa. “No one can look in. One-way glass. We can look out, but no one can see in.” I assured her, pressing her naked body against the glass.

He just shook his head and smiled and turned to look at me holding the glass. “So, is it a baby making wine day or a braless type of night?” he smiled suggestively eyeing me. I burst into laughter at the question, and he began laughing with me. I close my eyes growing hot with the many ways I can act out everything the glasses suggest with him. Lord and the sound of his laugh was most definitely turning me on. What the hell was it with this man that made me get all weak every time he was close to me. “Ok so don’t judge those were gifts from a bachelorette party for a friend, my best friends Nikki, Wendy and I painted the glasses ourselves, it was part of a drinking game and we’ve been drinki

Finally, I feel their soothing power take effect. “Fuck I feel like The Half-blood Prince made this shit.” Once that eye is good, I switch to the other. It doesn’t hurt nearly as much since I didn’t rub it, but I still put the drops in it. Then I grab my glasses. And put them one, and before you ask yes, they are in fact very Potter like. Only they are thin wire circles rather than the thick plastic Harry were. My fall more than him and I don’t have a wand or magic spell to fix them. So, wire was needed.

“Something simple.” She nodded and pointed toward a shelf. I walked over immediately, my hands trembling slightly while checking different frames. None of them looked exactly like my old pair. My chest tightened anxiously. Finally, I found one. It was slightly different from the previous pair, darker and sharper around the edges, but manageable. It still gave Mia Roberts that strict corporate look. “I’ll take this one.” A few minutes later, I stepped outside wearing the new glasses. I touched the frame lightly and exhaled.

Turns out that the Guiding lady was even funnier among us! After showing and explaining everything and how they’re used, we came up to the compartment that had rooms made up of glasses. Those glasses were special in the way that they dimmed and blurred automatically once you approached them in the distance of like five feet. It wasn’t visible what was inside them, but clearly the lab wasn’t as new as they claimed! It was fully functional with some kind of Secrets or political enigmas.

It went from surprise to astonishment, to disbelief, and finally speechlessness. In the end, Aldor told her that the glasses were made by a prestigious wine glass and decanter manufacturer in Dereland. The wine decanted by the wine glasses would taste extremely mellow. The foot of the glasses was even embedded with jewels. A single wine glass was priced near a million. As they entered, Felicity spotted Corbin immediately. Like a cat approaching its prey, Felicity darted over to him so quickly that Stella failed to stop her. "Keegan, Stella."