Novel & Cerita Starry Eyes Jenn Bennett

Work again. I just stared at Bennet and watched his movements. He looked as serious as ever. His face still has a hint of redness. He's still embarrassed, he's good at hiding his emotions, so if you look at him, nothing happened to him, but I know the Zombie is still tumbling in his brain. How did I know? Ask Batman! Hahahaha! Bennet's eyes are really beautiful, they were dark chocolate at night and light mocha a day, don't look at them and you will be hooked. I'm right, I'm hooked. Hehehe.

says Bennet. "Thanks," I say with a blush. "Does it hurt when you do?" asks Bennet. "Not really," I answer, "unless I separate it from my back." "Separate? As in it comes off?" asks Bennet, his eyes widening. "Yeah," I answer. "I kinda want to see that," says Bennet, "along with other things." "Like what?" I ask as I smile a little. Bennet perks up, and then looks around to see if anybody's close enough to listen. Checking there's not, he leans forward, and I notice his eyes are a little red. No, they are. Not blue at all.

“Maya shut up and listen to yourself this isn’t going to work out, we all know how this goes, he finds out about us and then leaves.” The girls crowded around the room. Maya was young, only 15, she had medium brown wavy hair, with bright blue eyes and a cute little button nose. While Jen was the most mature out of them with long blonde hair and green eyes with a very beautiful but manipulative smile. Jen was 19. Then there was Lilian who had the darkest of black hair, and dark brown eyes with red lines covering her wrist. There are more but I won’t introduce them until later.

“You, beast! I’m taking everything I own from now on. Do you understand?” Sean just stared at me without saying a single word. Glints of pain flickered in his eyes, but I was already numb to his fake intentions. Note: unedited

Heh, that girl is really adorable. Zachary sighed and leaned his head back against the park bench, making him look straight up at the sky filled with blinking stars. Those stars reminded him of the sparkle in Elena's beautiful green eyes.

The Bennets Mrs. Bennett turned slowly. This....this was not what she wanted. Jennifer was fiercely loyal to Monique. And now she was here, standing at the threshold of the master bedroom, looking between Ariana on the bed, Mrs. Bennett near the bags, and the tension that stained every inch of the place Ariana smiled. It wasn’t a kind smile. It was bitter, sarcastic, a silent welcome to the circus. Jennifer’s eyes narrowed. Her gaze moved from Ariana’s wild expression to the half-packed suitcase on the floor, to the mascara smudges down Ariana’s face, and back again.

His eyes. "The nights are beautiful here. And more so when get spend them with someone special," he gave me a once over and smirked wickedly. I blushed. Damn! He knew how to flirt. He turned his gaze ahead on the road and I did the same. "Penny loves stars. She even has one as a pet. Starry-that's what she calls it," I told him. "Starry?" he laughed and I joined. "I am not sure which one of them is that but she says her pet shines the brightest," I added, searching the sky for the brightest star.

Bennet motions to the pair of equally gorgeous and equally toned blonde siblings. “What about me, asshat?” A dark-haired girl with a nose ring and tattoos says as she steps toward us. Bennet rolls his eyes, “And this is Harlow; Harlow is a warrior in training and a pain in everyone’s ass.” Her eyes narrow at Bennet and then turn to me, “You look sweet enough; watch this one; if you want help to kick his ass, let me know.” I giggle at the obvious history these two share, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Finnick looked up too. “Do you see that?” I asked, my heart pounding. “Yes,” he said. The stars disappeared. Every single one, none is left out. The sky went as dark as ink. And then Nine glowing eyes appeared. Not stars not moons. Eyes__watching us. Gaze not flickering, stagnant like it's stuck on a particular thread. Waiting. The child moved again, this time more awake. He whispered, “They’ve found me.”

Her friend’s face showed her disbelief. “It has been rather sudden. I…” “Excuse me,” interrupted a husky female voice. “I'm looking for Mr. Starr's office.” Gemma turned to look at the woman, her nostrils twitching sensitively with the deep heavy perfume she wore. This woman was gorgeous… absolutely gorgeous. She was very tall, her red hair shoulder-length and waving provocatively about her face, her eyes a glowing green, her tiny nose uptilted, her pouting mouth painted an inviting scarlet.