Rob Behind Her Eyes Novels & Stories

My eyes are immediately drawn to them, my heart beating faster in my chest with every step she takes in my direction. My wolf perks up as my eyes travel from her legs to her waist- the fabric of the dress tight across her flat stomach- to her round little tits, the curve of her neck, the flutter of her macara-slicked eyelashes. Damn, she looks good. Those big blue eyes of hers meet mine; locking, lingering, questioning. I flash her a smile and give a little flick of my head, beckoning her over. Brooke bites her bottom lip softly, looks around at her friends. Hesitates.

POV: AARON Despite the pain tearing through me, her presence gave me renewed strength. With tremendous effort, I pushed myself up, blood dripping from my open wounds and every breath a struggle. She stood beside me in a fighting stance, a strip of fabric covering her eyes. I noticed the cloth had been torn from the hem of her black dress. Why would Callie cover her blind eyes?

But since he insisted on her removing the mask, she understood she couldn't hide forever, and bravely closed her eyes. "Have a look, then!" She tore off the mask. With her eyes closed and her long lashes fluttering, she said with trembling sobs, "Am I… Am I ugly?" She didn't dare to look at Robert's eyes. Thus, she missed the mocking sneer and disgust that flashed across his face. She only felt a gentle touch on her injury, as fleeting as if afraid of hurting her. Robert said with pity, "How did it become like this? Who did this? Does it still hurt?"

Blinking my teary eyes, I try to look at the source. To find a pair of combat boots in front of me. Gulping I endure the soul numbing pain in my back to arch my back to look up further to have my mind go blank. My throat rubs dry and I gulp. Stuttering the words in disbelief. " Moth-er?" She was still as beautiful as I last saw her. With piercing blue eyes, brown hair flowing down her back in waves and a blue cloak on. She carried dominance and strength. Her blue eyes soften seeing me and she approaches me on slow confident steps. The rogue which was attacking me earlier, bows to her but her eyes refuse to leave me.

She flinched and her eyes snapped open when the door flung open. Her eyes widened in horror as she looked to her right, to where the door was to see a seething Andreas. She began trembling like leaf and instantly shot her arms to her breast to cover it under the now, lessening bubbles.

While Bo has a shining white head free of even a single strand of hair and a short thin (mostly gray) facial hair and smells like golden spice. Gray is standing on the left side of a semicircle made up of him, Cordelia and Bo, with cordelia being in the middle, a few yards just ahead of us. Gray’s holding a long thick metal link chain in his hands, conversing with the two. Iselyn and I stop a few feet away, just close enough to alert them to our presence and hear the conversation.

Rhain, let out a rage full laugh and said, "Brother?! I am not your brother." Saying so he inflicted a kick with his knees on Nezeira's legs making her tumble back a bit and in that window of time he held the sword and pulled it out throwing it away. He dashed towards Nezeira and held her tightly with his hands. Suddenly, Nezeira felt they were too strong to be Rhain's. She literally struggled to get out of his embrace but he tightened even more. The hood Rhain had on his head came off due to the fight and revealed his pale face which was strikingly handsome yet gave off evilness. The red eyes fixed on Nezeira's blue ones. He then spoke, this time with a tone that shocked Nezeira,

After seeing her brothers, Sofia's throat started drying up, she gulped her saliva and moistened her throat. "B-Brothers," she whimpered while elbowing Rohit. He also looked at their furious expression and seeing it his face turned pale. Sohu and Kevin also saw them, but they both lowered their heads to avoid their scolding gaze. RK couldn't see her bruised face, he put one glance at her and then looked at Rohit.

She had whole army of rogues right there, she lured us out and now we were restrained, helpless. She walked till she was a few feet apart from us, behind her the rogues gathered ready for her command. She finally look up and reveal her face to us, more precisely to me and there it was the shine in her purple- black eyes. They danced with unknown satisfaction as she bit her lip getting excited about thinking what our next move will be.

After my eyes were plucked out, I lay on the operating table with two empty sockets on my face, resembling that of a broken doll. Samuel Sterling felt no guilt. He picked up my eyes to examine them and praised them, saying, "Daeleen was right. These really are a beautiful pair of eyes! I promised you, Daeleen. I will make all your wishes come true." As the anesthesia's effect slowly wore off, I could not help but cry out in pain. Samuel finally turned his attention to me as if blaming me for interrupting his memories of Daeleen.