One Eye Wrong Turn Novels & Stories

Still in a way that made the back of my neck prickle. Slowly, I tightened my grip, forcing his head to turn so I could see his face clearly. And that was when I saw it. His eyes. They were wrong. At first glance, they looked normal, but the longer I held his gaze, the clearer it became that something else was there. Something behind the surface, watching through him instead of with him. My grip tightened without me realizing it. “What is wrong with you?” I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. For a second, he said nothing.

ABBY POV I stared at him with an apology eyes but all I could see was him fuming in anger that when I knew I will definitely be fired! That is if he doesn’t lash on me before firing me! for a moment I saw something weird, it was a flash of burning flames, I blink my eyes and open it to see if I’m not seeing things, but the moment I open my eyes. His eyes were normal Wait didn’t i just see his eyes turn into burning flame Just now or I’m I now seeing things

Eyes wide open. "AHHHHH", she scream

I needed more tincture to prevent my mate from recognising me and I also wanted to ask the witch about Liberty. When I mentioned Liberty' and the connection I felt with her the crone cackled and I swear her left eye shimmered. A shudder goes down my spine. Olwyn makes me very uneasy. Not only is she crooked and boney, her left eye is mother-of-pearl coloured, no iris or pupil, just one multi-coloured white-ish ball. Her right eye is dark brown, almost black.

A ghost of a memory I haven't formed yet. I blink, and the feeling is gone. He’s Cole. My Cole. But as the helicopter turns toward the horizon, I realize that the space between wrong and right didn't just disappear. It’s inside me now. And I have no idea what it’s going to do next.

“ From what I can say these men are complete assholes. I do not know what you all see in them?” I rolled my eyes, I looked out of the window . “The same things I wonder about what other women see in you,” I shot back with a grin. He might have been teasing, but two could play at this game. “And the only Mr.Wrong I am looking at is you. You are a very bad influence. Very very bad” “Thank you.” He lifted an invisible cap and placed it back on his head. “No seriously, what did you ever see in that guy? Yeah,I mean he did get a decent career and good looks, but…”

“I have sinned against God. I have sinned with my eyes. Please don’t send me to hell. Amen.” When I open my eyes, I deliberately face the door. The temptation is too strong. A knock sounds ten minutes later. Room service. I jump up like a child on Christmas morning and open the door. The trolley rolls in, the scent filling the room instantly. “Your dinner, ma,” the attendant says kindly. “Thank you.” I close the door quickly after he leaves. I’ve seen too many movies. Too many stories where the wrong person walks in at the wrong time and shoot the lady with the wrong man.

Why were they torturing themselves ? Just when Melissa opened the door, with Devon behind her like a true gentleman, they saw the pretty human with innocent, baby blue eyes just outside the door, with his fist raised to knock on the door which had been there a second ago. "Oliver," Melissa smiled for the first time since she received the human's resignation letter. "Mel," Oliver smiled back before his smile turned into a frown when he saw who was behind her with a face as dark as a thunder cloud.

he snarled at me. I laughed. "I could say the same to this guy who's with you. Ren. Do you have anything to tell him?" I asked Ren, who was holding his face where I punched him. "I don't know what he's talking about." Ren dared to lie again to One eye. I clenched my hands into fists but still offered a small smile. "Everleigh is not captured under you. And I know that." I said aloud so everyone could hear. One eye looked confused; "The fuck you mean?!" he growled.

Every time I close my eyes, all I see is you. "I know I was wrong—so wrong. But what can I do now?" Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes. His voice was hoarse, helpless. "Morgan… I can’t turn back time…"