Strike Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

As I stared in his angry eyes, I tried to figure out what his problem was with me. The way that he was staring at me was too scary. Like all the fury in the world was gathered into his eyes just for me. His eyes flickered from me to Elliot and back, glaring at the both of us as if he wanted to kill us one by one.

“Polite? Frank. No one gazes politely. She had sparkle-eye. You don’t fake sparkle-eye.” “What even is sparkle-eye?” “It’s that thing where her pupils dilate and she tilts her head slightly and breathes like she’s just seen a shirtless Hemsworth brother in the wild.” Frank gave me a long, deeply tired stare. “Vince. My dude. Maybe you think she had sparkle-eye because you’ve been watching too many romance movies at 2AM again.” I gasped, hand over heart. “How dare you. Those movies are my emotional education.” “And that explains so much.”

She could not lay still, she tightened her grip on his dick. He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed.

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.

She was determined to make her fashion show a success, not just for herself but for all those who believed in her. Nora's eyes flickered open, the harsh glare of her laptop screen momentarily blinding her. As her vision adjusted, she noticed the time displayed on the screen – 4:37 AM. The sound of her buzzing phone had startled her awake, and she groggily reached for it, her heart pounding with a mix of anticipation and dread.

“Take them off.” She blinked her bambi eyes again. Damnit, why did she have to keep looking so innocent? It didn’t matter that he had this sudden ache to bury himself in her hot yielding body, at the end of the day, she was a whore. “Now.” “I’m on it…” Swiftly, she pried open one of her eyes and with expert fingers, she pulled out her dark grey contacts to give way to her sparkling blue eyes. She proceeded to do the same with the next eye and when she was done, she looked up again at him.

He had coated them in acid. “Well fuck me.” I groaned as I tried to wipe it off but blisters were already forming. The lightening was really lightening up the sky. As I bent down to look at the hinges, something shinny reflected on the ground. It was just a second but it caught my eye.

“Make sure Wesley and Nina are well ‘taken care of.’ Also, keep the media’s focus on Nina. Dig up all her past scandals and keep the heat on her.” Meanwhile, Tara was still on her flight. She loved sleeping on long trips, whether by car or plane. After admiring the sea of clouds outside the window, she dozed off. A soft yawn escaped her lips as she slowly opened her eyes, still groggy. Something dangled in front of her face, gently swaying. Blinking a few times, her vision focused on the object: her watch. Startled, she snapped to full alertness. Following the hand holding the watch, she locked eyes with a pair of deep, sapphire-blue irises.

I quickly rush to the mirror to see what happened, looking up I notice my eyes are different. My irises are glowing a deep red which makes me clinch my jaw more and instantly look down whimpering. ‘What the fuck are we Reika?’ I close my eyes tight as my throat burns and my gums begin to ache. ‘I don’t know,’ Reika sounds shocked and concerned.

Hearing the commotion, Zephyr looked up, and he couldn't remove his gaze from me once he laid his eyes on me. I was wearing a tiger mask that covered half my face, so I wasn't worried that he'd realize who I was. In my reflection, I could see my tall, well-toned figure, with broad shoulders, a slim waist, and long legs, and I stood out even amongst all the models there. Zephyr's gaze was still attached to me, and when I glanced over at him, I saw that his expression was furrowed in concentration, as if he was contemplating something.