Stealing Glances Novels & Stories

Each stolen glance revealed a different facet of her character, leaving him mesmerized. In the depths of her eyes, he saw moments of vulnerability and strength, of joy and sorrow. He noticed the way she would unconsciously bite her lip when deep in thought, the way her eyes sparkled when something amused her, and the fleeting expressions that flitted across her face like gentle ripples on a calm lake. He longed to hear her speak, to know the thoughts that remained hidden beneath that composed exterior. It was as if the silence between them held words that were waiting to be unraveled.

Marceline divulged, speaking like a true gossip. When April Rose looked back to steal one more glance at Conall, the guy was already looking over at her, his eyes glaring fiercely. A rush of familiarity swiftly engulfed her, and she immediately looked away, not because she was caught stealing a glance but because the guy looked like someone she had already met before.

I grabbed my notebook and started working on it, I like writing better than just sitting here doing nothing. Suddenly, Anthony appeared. I knew I'll meet him here. I kept glaring at him, he avoided looking at me. What a jerk!! He's the reason i got this detention. He took a seat and grabbed a copybook, he started writing something on it. Maybe drawing. Out of sudden, he closed his eyes and closed his copybook ,he turned his head towards me, he shot me a deadly glare, saying 'you’re such a stalker'. Oh my god. "i didn't...mean...i" yes i was stealing looks at what he was doing.

1 ~ His Forbidden Gaze. WADE’s POV Is it only me, or do other lecturers steal glances at their students too? Fuck, I know it's not just me. But mine aren't the innocent checks on attendance or progress reports. No, my eyes devour them—every curve, every flex, and every hint of sweat on their skin. And yeah, I watch them all the time, not just in the sterile confines of the lecture hall. Be it on their way to the cafeteria, lingering in the restrooms, sprawled out on the school field... anywhere they roam, I'm there, with my cock twitching in my boxers and my pulse hammering like a goddamn drum.

When she turned to meet his gaze, he quickly looked away, pretending to be engrossed in the book he was holding. It wasn’t the first time she had noticed him stealing glances at her, and each time it happened, it left her feeling unsettled. Was he trying to figure her out, the way she was trying to figure him out? Or was there something else behind those lingering looks—something he wasn’t ready to admit?

I lied trying not to make myself obvious. As usual, I was mesmerized by Tyler's beauty, and he caught me staring at him again. His expressive gray eyes shimmered with curiosity and a hint of amusement as he caught my gaze. A faint blush crept across my cheeks, betraying my embarrassment, but Tyler seemed unfazed by my accidental ogling.

(Gabriel) I grip the steering wheel tighter, keeping my eyes on the road, but it’s useless. My gaze keeps drifting to the passenger seat. Gloria’s legs are crossed, her dress riding up just enough to test my patience. She’s leaned back, one arm resting on the door, her head tilted slightly as she stares out the window. The city lights flicker across her face, making her look almost unreal. She catches me looking, and a slow smile spreads across her lips.

She felt her stupid heart flutter as the light caught his ebony curls, turning it to burnished gold, his green orbs twinkling with delight as he practically charmed the socks of his latest prey. Suddenly, as if feeling her gaze on him, his eyes snapped to hers, their gazes meeting. Marco Vitale's gorgeous eyes, usually alight with cunning, darkened with genuine hunger as he caught sight of her. He bit his lip and immediately flame licked down her spine. Dismissing his quarry like a child would their toy, he moved through the throng of guests – politicians, businessmen, and the shadowed figures that comprised their world – with a predator's grace, his focus solely on her.

Stealing glances at them every now and then. What is wrong with these people?