Secrets In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

I responded with assurance I didn’t feel. It was strange. Everything about him screamed wealth, easy life, arrogance. Except when I drowned in his eyes. Hidden secrets within the depths of those green eyes drew me in. Like he had been hurt before, hid all the pain deep in his soul, and his eyes were the only windows to that pain. But he had it buried so deep, you only got a glimpse of it.

I moan as I begin to cum on his face. Ezra ignores me as my juices flow out of me and into his mouth. My body shakes, and I feel as if heaven opened up and showed me all its secrets. My body is electric. I am still shaking when Ezra pulls me off the bed. I am standing before him naked. He takes my mouth. He tastes like pussy.

But he needs to understand mine too. Reaching across the table, I took his hand into mine and caressed it slowly. “I need you to stop keeping things from me, Xavier. Can’t you see what this is doing to us?” He looked away. “Look at me, Xavier.” He stubbornly kept his gaze on the other side of the room. “Please look at me, Xavier..” I urged him. My soft voice coaxed his gaze back to me. “Can’t you see what your secrets is doing to us? It’s tearing us apart. It takes us one step closer and five steps backward.” “What do you want me to do Angela?” He asked whilst massaging his neck.

Sebastian holds her hand and gently makes her sit on the piano chair and puts her hand on the keyboard and whispers "Play whatever you want, I'm with you." Anya turns her face to see Sebastian and sees his face inches away from her face. Both stare at each other. Anya felt like she was drowning in those deep blue-green eyes while Sebastian was staring in those brown eyes that were right now filled with pain. Anya breaks the eyelock and sees a group photo with some pages of piano notes. The group photo was the same which she saw on her Grandma Nan's piano and she was sure that these piano notes were also written by her.

As I exit the room, I pick up the small photo frame with a picture of Sandro and I hug it close to my chest. >>> I enter the living room to find him seated comfortably on the sofa with a glass of water in his hands. I sit on the sofa across from him, nervously twisting my fingers in my oversized hoodie. I swallow and gaze up at him. Emerald green with flecks of amber irises collides with hazel brown. My breath catches in my throat. I will never get weary of staring into his eyes, which remind me of Sandro, and the longer I do, the more driven I feel to come clean.

Maria said exhaling a deep breath and smiled again. Noah was yet again looking at her intently, due to her newsboy cap, her dark black hair was not visible so she was looking more like Astria in the picture he had now that she was smiling, the only difference was eye colors. She had dark black eyes just like her father and her mother had hazel brown eyes.

For a moment, he sighed and then raised the frames of his drooping glasses to the bridge of his droopy nose. “Please come in, Madam. See! It's a miracle. Your husband is awake and able to speak normally." The doctor stepped out after tapping my shoulder a few times. We look. The doctor's height made me have to look up a little to freely see his face. The wind whistled in my ear. I flinched and turned my gaze to the corner of the room. "Jack!" I cried to myself when I found a man with bare chest and piercing eyes standing like a silhouette in the corner of Kevin's treatment room.

With a small nod, Violet steeled herself for whatever Emily was thinking of throwing her way. Several others take their seats with the alpha and his beta being the last. Everyone in the room tenses as soon as they came into the room. The alpha took his seat at the head of the table, looking so tense he might just snap at the next person that said something he didn’t like. Violet breathed in as she saw his eyes. They were almost glowing, kind of like how a cat’s eyes glow sometimes. It was otherworldly and Violet had to tear her eyes away from the alpha to focus on her duties. Looking like that, she didn’t want to do anything that might upset him.

"S—sorry!" said Kaluna quickly with her face down. "Walk beside me," Rey ordered in a commanding tone. "And lift up your face full of make-up." Kaluna froze, then opened her bag and took out a powder mirror to scrutinise her face. "Oh my ...!" Kaluna almost screamed when a face covered in thick powder, red lipcream and baby pink blush stared back at her through the reflection of the mirror. Kaluna's pair of fluffy eyes blinked, revealing a glimpse of black eyeliner combined with the pink eyeshadow that adorned her eyes.

Luna's eyes stayed glued to the screen, the video replaying for what seemed like the hundredth time since yesterday. His words, laced with conviction, echoed in her mind as he spoke: "We're on the same page here. I'll take care of things on my end and you don't have to worry about anything." Each replay twisted the knife deeper into her heart, destroying the fragile strings of trust she had left. How could she have entrusted her heart, her secrets, and the future of her company to someone who so heartlessly plotted against her?