The Apple Of My Eye Novels & Stories

“What’s wrong?” Not again. Never again. The patio table near Abby held a bowl of fruit. Instinct pushed her to grab an apple and launch it like a professional pitcher. The hard fruit found its mark, slamming into his left eye. Max swore, staggering back and then moved with incredible speed, throwing himself forward.

"Please don't leave me. Please. I can't... I can't do this without you." His thick, dark eyelashes twitched against his right eye. Then, as though summoning every remaining fragment of strength, he forced his eyes open. The bright, terrifying gold of his Alpha gaze had vanished entirely, replaced by a dull, unfocused amber that struggled to find me. Yet the moment his vision settled on my face, a tiny smile touched his bloodied mouth.

"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.

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.

What happened earlier might have been a coincidence, as the power seemed to fade. As I was led away, just as I braced myself for what was coming, I glimpsed the Alpha's eyes at the end of the hallway, holding his little daughter. He was in the shadows, but his piercing blue eyes stood out. I couldn't miss the sadness and confusion in his gaze, mirroring my own turmoil. Despite the trouble I was in, I found myself admiring the beauty of his eyes and wishing to see his whole face.

he pouted as he poured the brown substance into a baking pan. Alec? Hearing his name brought both pain and joy to my heart. I remember when all I felt was joy whenever I was around him and I would say his name more than I would say my own. Everything about him was so intoxicating and thrilling; he makes you melt with just a simple look. I wished he would use his contacts less; his natural eyes help make him who he is. But at the same time, if he looked at me with those red eyes of his, I would break and let him in again.

When I pressed my hand, or more accurately the back of my hand, against the metal stand, I was leaving evidence to prove that it was Cyprus, not me. And it worked. But that's what you get when you try to play me. You lose. I'm not called Sundew, a type of carnivorous plant, for nothing. I'm deadly. And if I have to lose some blood and have a hole torn through my side to get you out, I'll do it. I'll rip out my throat to see you die. For your death, I trade my eye for a bullet. All to bring you down. I can do it.

I found myself blushing at his words and couldn't look away even if I wanted to. “I should also thank the stars for giving me a Greek god as a husband but unfortunately he's the Apple of every woman's eyes and it's irritating..” I mumbled with sleepy eyes and I chuckled lightly… “Even though I'm the apple of other women’s eyes. You are the diamond in my eyes and you are the only one I love..” He said with a smile on his face but I was struggling to stay awake so we could keep talking but unfortunately I seemed to underestimate myself when it comes to sleep..

I picked up the washed apple on the plate and started eating it. "So juicy." I flashed a smile at him. He picked one of the apples and began eating it. "It's good." His smile was so charming, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I watched as he took every bite of that apple, I lost concentration on mine and kept staring at him. He later noticed my gaze on him and our eyes met. "Your apple is getting brown." He pointed at the fruit. "Huh?" I gasped and stared at the apple, it had truly gone brown but that wasn't a problem. I had once eaten fruits more brown than this, in fact they were rotten.

I added in the best calmness I could possibly muster, “the things they were doing with it—the vegetables and fruits they were producing year after year. They are really beneficial to the people of the country.” The Alpha shrugged. “If the stubborn old man would actually sell it outside his pack, sure.” “That’s none of our business.” And he was grinning with the amused satisfaction of having a loyal ally. “It’s not?” “Not for me.” I lowered my lashes suggestively, returning the same favour a second ago, “YOU are my top priority.” Those blue piercing eyes were ripping my dress off, a single look robbed my breath and sent another rush of heated desire up my spine.