Poppy Playtime Eyes Novels & Stories

“You’re Ryder?” He nodded once. No handshake. No small talk. Just those eyes—dark green, almost black in the dim light—studying her like she was a problem he intended to solve. “We should meet soon. The project’s thirty percent of the grade.” “Right. I have a free slot Thursday after two.” He pulled out his phone, thumb moving across the screen. “Send me your number.”

Poppy drew her ears closer to hear his words clearly. At the same time, the light turned back on. Robin pushed her head away, taken aback by how close their faces had come. Poppy, on the other hand, was taken aback—not by Robin's hand push, but by the unusual scene in front of her. Robin's eyes have turned red. Poppy is certain that Robin was so moved by the story in the movie that he nearly cried. ‘Impossible...’ Poppy noticed Robin's eyelashes were slightly wet, indicating that her guess was correct.

"My nightmare showed me that being with you was all a dream in reality. I...I woke up back in the darkness. Back at the Order." She paused, and my hands were curled into a fist. "Then what happened." I need to know what kind of nightmare she had. The experience she had when I wasn't at the beginning of her life. "Mama Eva told me to dress up nice because of a party she hosted. I wore a nice gown, had my hair up neatly tied, and had makeup on," Poppy's voice starts to stutter again, like before." Then...then at the party the...the guests wore animal masks. The room grew dark as a spotlight shone above me...and Mama Eva had left me in the center. I... s..saw red eyes...around me. T...they were