Secrets In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

He gave off such an intimidating aura but I didn’t let that rub off on me and his light brown eyes seemed to hold a lot of secrets that it suddenly reminded me of Julian’s eyes—I’ve been able to see his eyes up close. He opened up a mini box and brought out a brown cigar, signaled one of his men to light it up as he took a puff. “You must be Lexi,” Mr Blackwood said, how’s eyes trying to scan through me for a profile. “And you must be the someone high up who has interest in me…… What do you really want? I know that’s not what you’re interested in.” I answered without hesitation. “A fiesty one aren’t you?” Mr Blackwood said and took another puff of his cigar but now pouring himself some whisk

He explained to her and she swallowed hard. “When we have already discussed about this? I was about to go into a meeting but I could not , you both disrupt everything.” He said. “And I was there, my presence could not even be noticed, you just ran past me with that log of wood in your hands and of you went to break the windscreen ...tit for tat abi ?” He said. “What was on your mind when you did it? And the exchange of words you both were saying exposing each other secrets were so shameful...I was so ashamed of myself “ He said to her.

It was difficult as well as terrifying. My complex emotions darkened as I watched him stare out of the window, my complicated thoughts took a darker turn. Instead of appreciating the view, my mind raced with questions. Was he reminiscing about how he once stood with my sister at this window? Did he recall the touch of his hands on her body as she laid her hands flat on the window? Could he still envision her in this space while I stood beside him, yearning for him to share something, anything? Sebastian turned, his eyes meeting mine. There was a fleeting moment of vulnerability in his gaze before he masked it with a composed expression. "Lily," he said, breaking the heavy silence. "I know th

I walked even closer to the painting, intrigued by the girl, and I realized that her pictures were littered all across the hallway on the second floor. I had a strange feeling at the back of my mind. What's her name again? Ah, Melody. Wow, you can remember her name and not his? Who cares? She had brown eyes just like mine. But even though her lips held a small smile, her eyes were sad. They seemed to be holding a million secrets, dark secrets. And her eyes, they were telling me something I couldn't quite grasp. Run. Okay now you're exaggerating. Maybe. But I did anyway.

I thought to myself. I put my phone down on the desk and turned around in my chair and looked out the window to see the top of the trees and the set up of the festival from here. The more I looked into the distant woods on the hills the more She flooded my thoughts in seconds . I could see soft curves in the sun that kissed her golden skin and curly hair . But what gets me are her dark green eyes. They look like they hold all the secrets and answers of the world, I would love to know what lies behind them .

“Being watched like this.” “It’s not watching,” I said. “It’s seeing and there’s a difference.” He didn’t say anything back, his eyes just followed my movements, probably wondering what I was seeing that he couldn’t. I let a minute pass before speaking again. “You hide things well.” He blinked. “What?” “Your eyes,” I said, sketching faster. “They tell stories, but not all of them belong to you. You’ve been carrying other people’s secrets too long.”

Chapter song: Secrets and lies by Ruelle Lottie POV Eyes. Blue. Brown. Eyes. Blue eye. Brown eye. Black hair. Green eyes. Red hair. Silver chains. Stone. Cold. Laughter. “You gave me your fucking word Gideon!! She's mine to have and HE! HE is yours to kill!!!” Growling, hissing, groaning. That voice……so familiar ... .I just can't reach it…… “Lottie, dear, pass the mugwort?”

but 7 years ago, when she was fighting for her life in her deathbed, that 12 years old Nina had gotten a glimpse of those dark brown eyes but she couldn’t remember much about it as she was not in that condition in that moment to figure it out that whether those brown eyes were a part of her reality or a part of her delusion and after she turned eighteen, suddenly she started getting dreams about those dark brown eyes man again, so she kept that secret buried deep inside her heart until he came in front of her. “Seven years ago when that day I was on the verge of losing my life, that moment I had felt the presence of these eyes in my dreams and when I met you….” her eyes glistened up as she r

Sean whispered softly as he closed his eyes. Secretly, Hera’s eyes widened at Sean’s unexpected words. She hadn’t fallen asleep yet, still thinking about the baby she was carrying. But after hearing those words from Sean, she felt a wave of happiness. A sweet smile spread across her face. "You already have, Sean," Hera whispered softly, holding back her smile. ***

I felt like ripping my father’s throat out, and I was not talking about Willaim. I blinked and I felt something warm sliding down my cheek, that was when I knew that I was crying. Sh*t. I wiped the evidence away as quickly as I could and sniffled. “Is that all?” I did not want anything to creep up on me again. I needed to know if this was all of the secrets that I needed to know about the Kingstons. “Um…” Sh*t, there was more. I pulled my hand away from her grasp and ran it through my hair. “Let’s hear it.” I reached for the spoon in the ice cream bowl and scooped up some before putting it in my mouth.