Say Anything In Your Eyes Novelas e Histórias

Amber smiled big and her eyes glistened but just as quickly as they started glistening, they went dim. That shit looked like something from the exorcist. I thought to myself. ” What just happened, with my eyes. That's called mind liking. Every member of the pack can do it. It's a way of communicating with the other pack members, instead of phones and all that. We can mind link either just one person or all of them.” She said with a smile. However the look she got from me in return, changed her beaming smile to that of pity. She took my hand in hers.

Note: The sentences inside the parentheses would be their thoughts. Soheila didn't complain and stared at his red eyes. “I love your eyes.” She suddenly said that made him off guarded. “It's beautiful, yet dangerous.” “Your red bloody eyes, it reminds me of my torturing past.” Soheila laughed. Her eyes were drowsy and sleepy as she stares at his eyes. Her voice contains pain and sorrow. “Blood eyes, ruby eyes, crimson eyes!” Soheila held his face as she continued saying nonsense things. She blinked her sleepy eyes. “Hehe...” She smiled.

I ask her. “Your.. eyes changed colors.. They’re green now.” Oh, “Yeah, I have color changing eyes. They are blue when I’m happy. Green when I’m mad. Brown when I’m sad. And grey when I’m horny.” I tell her with a smirk. She seems impressed. “Wow, that’s crazy cool! I wish my eyes changed like that.” She grins at me. Shit, me too! So I really knew what you were feeling about me. And she’s so beautiful. I forgot what the hell we were talking about before... Oh well.

"That's why I knew Paolo, almost everything about him." "Why don't you fight your feelings for my friend?" "W-What?" She was shocked by his question. "The way you feel about my friend." "We're just friends." "Oh, for Christ's sake! Tell that to the Marines!” She thought Pipay was the only one who was good at eye-rolling. Oh boy, she was wrong! "Eyes are the windows of our soul. They give us the emotion that we can't voice out. Your eyes are saying something whenever you are with him. Now tell me, you're just friends?”

frowning, smirking or even smiling at her words. "He said he likes my eyes and wouldn't admire any other eye color like he does mine... isn't that so romantic?" She said looking me directly in the eye through the mirror as if wanting to see my reaction. I tried to hide how mad I was. "I guess..." I trailed off in response. Her eyes were brown and mine were a bright shade of amber. Two different colours that can be told apart and noticable. We were so close that night. He was literally on top of me yet he couldn't tell us apart just by our eyes. I would never forget his grey eyes and how they made my stomach turn. That image of him is forever etched in my memory yet it took a stupid sash and

There was an authority in his voice, but that didn’t really affect me. I shook my head and lied without blinking, “It’s nothing.” “If it’s nothing, then why are your eyes like that?” My eyes widened. I picked up my phone and checked my eyes on my phone’s camera. It was glowing the whole time, and I didn’t even notice! He’s our mate!

I close my eyes. Someone yells,” Oh shit.”

Enchanting silver eyes, long, long eyelashes, as brown as chocolate skin --- In short, an unearthly beauty! "Lovely to see you, too, Iri! Got a sniff of your smell on Care, my guess was right. You've been prying not only on my business but Orion's as well." "Keep your lectures to yourself! You belong to the Damned while I am one with the Blessed so I do not need your permission. You’ve fallen from His grace. You big DISGRACE!” she barked at him.

“You call bullshit?” “Yeah.” She lifted her chin boldly. “I do. Like all the bullshit. Like you’re so full of shit that it’s turned your eyes brown.” I snorted out an incredulous sniff. “Newsflash, Mayhem. My eyes have always been brown.” “No, they haven’t.”

“Dude there’s some serious shit wrong with your eyes!” What were they talking about? “Go look.” Ria pushed me back into my room towards the bathroom until the three of us were huddled in there. “Look in the mirror at your eyes, tell us what you see?” I braced my hands on the sink counter and leaned forward, looking at the reflection of my moss-green eyes. Ready to turn away, and ask them exactly what I was looking for; when I noticed the discoloration of my pupils. I leaned in closer to get a better look. Was that a mark of a cross, or a sword in my eye? I checked the other. It was the same.