Say Anything In Your Eyes Novelas e Histórias

Our eyes met. I picked “Eyes on work and your time is up.” Oh Shit!

wait Is that hate in his eyes?

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

“Tell me you don’t feel it too. Look me in the eyes and say it.” Mia tried. She really did. But when she met his gaze, the words stuck in her throat. His eyes were dark, intense, filled with a certainty that terrified and thrilled her in equal measure. “I… I can’t do this.” “You’re already doing it.” His voice dropped lower, rough around the edges. “Every time you show up. Every time you let my leg stay against yours under this table. Every time you think about me when you’re supposed to be thinking about him.”

"Prezhde chem on proverit kamery" I could tell she wanted us to leave. "Kamery?" I asked confused. She rolled her eyes. "Ka-me-ry" she said again. "Camera?" I asked. She nodded, pleased with herself. I felt my stomach drop straight through the floor. "Cameras," I repeated carefully. Anya smiled then pointed to her eyes and to the surrounding. She was trying to tell me he had eyes everywhere. Fuck. The first thing I did after escaping the study and Anya's judgemental stare was run back to my room. My pulse was still not entirely settled from the whole camera thing.

Our future Alpha! My eyes fell on the deep ocean blue eyes of Luke, and his eyes were also locked on me, and that’s it. Instantly I saw fire in his eyes, and I gasped hard. The next second our wolfs simultaneously says one word. “MATE!”

Jason, hold on and let me enjoy the tensed look on your faces". (Evil eye's)

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."

I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes. Your eyes speak the words that your lips never could. Your actual eyes are too honest to disguise the sweet soul shining through them. Your eyes are like crystals. I never want to let them go when we stare at each other. I love the way your eyes look so concerned when I am going away.

Mica cut in and my eyes dimmed. Whaaat???