روايات وقصص ضمن The Apple Of My Eye

"Oh, is it? It's so cloudy outside. Don't you think your sunglasses are a hazard in this weather?" Taking advantage of the traffic light, Lucy took Sasha's sunglasses off. Sasha shouted. "Lucy! Give me my sunglasses back!" Lucy asked with concern. "What happened to your eyes? Did you cry?" Sasha's eyes were extremely puffy. She felt as if someone had seen through her. She said awkwardly, "I had insomnia last night and didn't sleep well. I didn't cry." Lucy said, "No one would believe you. I told you before that walking away from a relationship is not easy. Look at you! You've hurt yourself, and the person you're entangled with is my brother, Brett. I…"

The fact of my own existence was proof of her desperate, impossible success. "We're here," Cassius said, his voice a gentle anchor in the storm of my thoughts. "Pick whatever you like." Before us stood a small, sun-dappled grove. The apple trees were heavy with fruit, their branches bowed low. Each apple was a jewel, crimson and gleaming with dew, impossibly perfect. I drifted towards the nearest tree, a strange sense of detachment guiding my hand. It trembled as I reached out, my fingers closing around the cool, smooth skin of an apple, and plucked it from its stem with a soft snap.

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

I pull her shirt and tears my eyes on her. “Oh my goodness” I mutter with eyes pulling out…

Alpha King pulled away and looked into my eyes, a mischievous glint in his eye. At that moment, a rush of excitement and anticipation coursed through my veins, mingling with a sense of vulnerability and trust. The mischievous glint in Alpha King's eye mirrored the playful and passionate emotions that danced within me, creating a connection that transcended words. I was mesmerized by his presence and captivated by his powerful gaze. I felt a connection to him that I knew was stronger and deeper than any words could express. I knew that I was safe with him and that the journey ahead would be full of surprises.

wait Is that hate in his eyes?

My eyes dropped to the tray. I reached for the knife, but she grabbed it first—then pierced it hard into the apple. I flinched. “Let me tell you something…” Her eyes sharpened. “I don’t trust you one bit. I don’t know where he found his ‘hidden mate’ in the space of two days, but I swear—I will slice through every lie the same way I cut this apple.” Her voice made my skin crawl. No one is ever this nice to me without reason. I knew it!!

Like the eyes of- "Daddy?"

I didn’t know if it was because he was right there with me or this particular apple was just delicious, but I didn’t care as long as I was feeling okay. “It’s delicious. Thank you.” I appreciated him, and then he smiled. He moved it closer to my mouth as I opened my mouth to crush the apple, I saw a glint of desire in his eyes. He had an intense look at me that made my insides almost crumble. It was nice, but made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I broke the eye contact and cleared my throat. “Have it.” He said to me, and I received the apple from him and held it tight, feeling a little tense, but getting more and more curious.

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."