Peter Parker Glasses Novels & Stories

replied and stood up. "I have something for you. " said Dr. Amrah while handing me a parcel. "Thanks. " I said while collecting it. Peter and I were soon out of the hospital. "Now to where? " he asked. "how about we get some soft drinks and snacks then hang out just as my mother suggested. " I said. "Ok that will be nice. " said Peter. I smiled at the thought of hanging out with Peter and I was glad Layo didn't come along. I went to a grocery store nearby, bought two large Pepsi drink and a take away of samosa. "Come I'll show you my favorite spot in London. " I said while signalling a bike to stop. "Am not getting on that. " said Peter with a form of resistance. "Oh yes you are Peter Park

The guards bristled at the slight movement, pressing their spears closer to him. Xavier raised a hand, halting their movements. I watch as Peter reveals a coiled snake tattoo, just below his ear. I've seen it a couple of times. I never thought it meant anything. But watching as Alpha Xavier stiffens, a momentary look of hesitation in his eyes, I realize that I couldn't have been more wrong.

“What is this-“ Like she could already read his mind, the second he turned the case around, there was a note attached to it. Slowly, he ripped it off and took the note, reading the little message scribbled on it. ‘Before you ask, I know you aren’t blind. They aren’t glasses for blind people. It’s to prevent you from getting blind. Haha. They’re blue light filtered glasses. You stare at screens way too much so when next you want to do that, put them on. They prevent your eyes but getting old and boring (we don’t want your eyes matching your personality, do we?)’ “What?” He laughed to himself, reading the note. “This is ridiculous.” He laughed again, slowly taking the glasses out of the case t

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

Peter stood arms akimbo, “Maybe we should involve the cops. What do you say? Or hire someone to help us investigate.” “I don't think that's a right thing to do now Peter.” Lyssa replied, matter of factly. “I am so tired of everything. I mean, it's really tiring having to go through all these just after I had a divorce.” Scarlet ranted. Peter moved close to her and held her hand. His eyes were turquoise green. A rare color she had never seen before. He had the siren eyes and this made her weak. His jaw was perfectly chiseled and her eyes flew to his muscled hands.

he replied. Jenny was surprised. Wasn't Alec busy dealing with the Glasses right now? "Are you sure? What about the Glasses…" Hearing that she was concerned about him made him feel much better. "I can handle them. It's not like they can do anything to stop me from going back to Parrington." In truth, the Glasses weren't seriously concerned by Alec's presence. Even their power plays were done just to scare Alec into stopping his plans. They never expected him to face it head-on, though.

In truth, it was not the glass that was shaking, but his own hands! He stared blankly at the hands that were holding the glass. He had never been so nervous before. It was as if his body was… warning him, that no matter what happened, he must not lose that person! — Peter finally saw Serenity when he got to the police station. He had expected her to be injured in some way, but he was surprised to find her perfectly unharmed.

Seeing those bloody pools of red makes me want to run away and get some knives to protect myself from him. That man who said hello looked at me from head to toe, “Oh, you were startled by my eyes? Is this not the first time you saw one?” I slowly nodded. I was being cautious because I don’t know what he could do here with no one around to help me. “I was born with these eyes, I have been working here for as long as I can remember, Peter is my name.” He offered his hands. I looked at his calloused pale intently. He was being polite and here I am, acting like he has done something wrong with my life.

"If Eleanor wants to be found she will allow herself to get caught but if not, she is like a wind, uncatchable Peter." "Unlike us, she has power just like her mother." "Yes, and that's one thing that has been saving her from us, from me," The Man said as he removed his dark shades to reveal his eyes, a line that looked like a sword blade ran through his forehead and passed his left eye down to his neck which rendered him blind. He traces his bad eye with one of his hands. "I will gather more hunters and we will all be vigilant or stay alert in this city." Peter said. "That is if you stopped killing the hunters coming with me to meet you everytime."

His glasses are sitting on the bridge of his nose and Anna told me his glasses were specifically designed to be worn from 7 am to 9 pm to not wear out his eyes and cause further damage to his rod and cones. The picture was at least right about his olive skin tone, but unlike in the picture, his oval-shaped face has a few stubbles on and he seems to be raring it rather than trying to get rid of it. His eyes are now a radiant but unique aluminium-grey colour that brings out his manly beauty and his almost perfect nose is still covered with freckles. His lips are still the same rosy pink, thin and pale at the top and flushed and naturally curved in the shape of cupid bow at the bottom. His left