Red Rimmed Glasses Novelas e Histórias

still can not see it properly. Your glasses will be ready in 10 minutes" 10 minutes? That's fast. My last one I got it after 2 days. Gideon ask me what color I want but I just let him decide. My only comcern is to see properly that's it. Choosing color is just a trivial things to me. At exactly 10 minutes. Yes I counted as promised my new glasses are ready. I wear them and everything is bright and clear. I glance to Gideon and I don't know why but he became more handsome.

Aaron replies. "Oh.." Ty nods. "By the way, you can actually take those glasses off while doing close works. You are short-sighted, which means you don't need glasses while reading or studying." "Oh..okay," Aaron nods and immediately takes his glasses off, tucking them in his pocket.

Nora P.O.V The dressing room was dimly lit, its walls lined with vanity mirrors surrounded by faded, yellowed bulbs. I leaned into one of the mirrors, smoothing the blush on my cheekbone with a flick of the brush, watching how the shadows played against my face. My reflection looked like a different person—long pink hair cascading down in waves, lips painted deep red, and golden eyeshadow making my eyes gleam beneath hazel brown contacts. The makeup was thick, almost theatrical, but it did its job of transforming me.

The frames were sleek and black, and they accentuated his piercing eyes perfectly. His hair was tied in a pull-back style, revealing the sharp angles of his face, and emphasizing his chiseled features. The longer length of his hair made him look relaxed and approachable, a contrast to his usual tidy and polished appearance. As he gazed at me, his eyes seemed to bore into my soul, as if they could see right through me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as our eyes met, and I couldn’t help but notice the way his glasses made his eyes appear even more intense and piercing.

"So, what do we do now?" Emmet asked, looking down at his half empty bowl. Red_Two struggled in his arms for a moment before looking up at him, still appearing somewhat dead. His eyes were still wet, red rimmed, and in pain. To Emmet, his eyes were like mercury, reflective and clear, and so different from the drab grey of the bedframe.

She frowned, and put her head down on the table, and closed her eyes for a moment. Dimitri and Pete walked through the door, Pete went to work on the soup, Ivan whispered to Dimitri about her arms. He looked over but said nothing. Pete cleared this throat, and Jade looked up. Her eyes a pale gray, almost white startled him he dropped the bowl of soup shattering the bowl when it hit the ground. He broke his stare, and grabbed a cloth, “My apologies you're eyes aren't as gray as they used to be. It’s almost a pale white,” he whispered.

Moments later, [Rina P.O.V] Aurel pushed his wire-rimmed spectacles up into his matted silver hair, leaving a thick smudge of black graphite across his forehead. I hauled myself over the final broken step of the bell tower, my lungs burning as if I had been inhaling crushed glass for an hour.

Hines was such a weirdo. His hair was dark black except for a white stripe, and it stood up on top of his head about two feet. He had black rimmed glasses thick enough to be double paned windows, and he was as nervous as a skittish kitten anytime he got anywhere near danger. It didn’t take me too long to see him in my mind.

She looked more closely at the cross now. The indigo blue glass was cut on one side, on the other side it had a smooth surface. The cut ran to a point in the middle of the four arms of the cross and broke the light in various rainbow tones. The little spots of color danced on her skin to the rhythm of the speeding car. Although it had neither a hole nor an eyelet, it looked as if it belonged to a piece of jewelry and Aurelia figured out that it might have come off an employee's necklace.

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