One Eye Blinking Slower Than The Other Novels & Stories

I mean for the scent I can understand but for the heartbeat, I can't, something is wrong or suspicious here. " Something is not right" I said to Elva with the mindlink. " What do you mean?" She asked. " The pair of eyes should have blinked or at least looked away and the heartbeat is fading," I said looking at the pair of eyes very well. " I think we should go take a look at it," I said and let go of her waist and looked at her. " Yeah, I think so too," she said, looking at the pair of eyes and trying to hear the heartbeat.

My lips get parted a little unknowingly. I had not blink for once till now and I don't even want to. As if something will happen and this creature will vanish from the front of my eyes.

21 | KNOTTING Arther instantly blinked both of his eyelids there in a very fast motion. He couldn't even believe what Kylie just said about to him right on there now. Arther didn't even notice that his lips were right now in a small open position with both of his eyelids wide open.

I began, but my words were cut off when I saw something. There was something terribly wrong with Seven's eyes. While the left was normal, the right pupil had a golden glow around it. It fluctuated, widening and then shrinking. I felt a tingling in my scalp. My gut twisted and I suddenly felt the urge to take a shit. Staggering back, I blurted, "What's wrong with your eyes?" Seven paused for a moment. He rubbed his face and then looked at me. "You tell me, Winter. What could be wrong with my eyes?"

Elora’s POV I woke up to the pungent smell of what seemed to be a herbal medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing. I slowly got up and lifted my eyelids. I squinted in an attempt to sharpen the blurry image surrounding me. However, a sharp pain stung my eyeballs as soon as the light hit them. It felt as if my whole eyeballs were dried up. It gave me some discomfort making me blink a couple of times in an attempt to wet it with my tears. Unfortunately, it didn’t help so I ended up rubbing them. That was when I noticed that no matter what I do, my vision didn’t seem to enhance at all.

They're not going to let me ever forget. The next time I opened my eyes, I noticed that I didn't sleep so much. That I didn't go from consciousness to unconsciousness so often. Furthermore, my eyes have been open longer than closed, and my hands have become more motile. I can raise one arm for a few seconds.

Its weird I know but then again nothing else about me is normal. I pull my case with only one eye open since when I rubbed the other one, I think I ripped open my cornea. I also pull down my eye drops from the medicine cabinet then carefully pull my eye open. It burns like hell but also has the feeling of small glass particles being pulled through it.

His eyelashes fluttered, and his dark eyes slowly opened. He didn't blink. He didn't jump back. He just stared directly into my eyes, his gaze instantly dropping to my lips, which were now only inches from his.

well amongst other things that I can do to prove it. Looking around once place was nearly empty besides one lone man in the farthest corner with his back to us. I keep my eyes on the man longer than necessary. I take a deep breath and look to her. I shift my eyes from milky white with brown irises to full on black with two slits one vertical and one horizontal interlocking each other forming a cross and blinked once tilting my head to the side then changed immediately back. Kenny sat up straighter her eyes slightly wide from shock. Then it came, the eerie silence, the one that always followed me around.

she paused turning to her desktop. "So I did some research," she began standing up. "Research? On what?" I asked my eyes following hers. "Everything,” she replied, “sudden eye changes, superiority, some things I caught at the back of my eye, like a guy is here one second and down hall the next," "Super speed?" I could hardly believe. "It’s almost like they make fun of humans, while we aren't watching,” she huffed, “One day I," "You what?" I asked quite intrigued making myself comfortable on the bed.