The Blink Of An Eye Book Novels & Stories

Like a precious lost treasure, she held the book in her hands with the inscription "The Book of the Banshees" etched like gold on the cover. Evelyn's eyes were trained on the book, lost in the sight of it like an invisible specter tethering her thoughts and focus to one single point.

He decided to close the door, carefully and quietly. In the middle of the dawn. There is a glimmering light in Elise's room. Her hair changes to blonde, her body is glowing while Elise is still asleep. There is a blinding light above her sleeping form and a familiar book appears. Making noise, plopping the pages. Elise is still in a deep slumber while the book above her changes the pages automatically.

********* Thanks so much to everyone who has reached this far in reading my book *wipes tears* I'm so honored that you are loving the book which is why I'm requesting that if you are reading it and loving it, don't forget to leave a vote or a comment. I promise I don't bite *covers my eyes shyly* ********* Her eyes fluttered open, the unfamiliar scent of medicines and ammonia hitting her nostrils. She tried moving opening her mouth but the thing plunged in her mouth like a snorkel prevented her from doing so.

I screamed when I came in line with his collar bones and I turned on my heels to run. "Wait." Sorry again, but disappearing and reappearing doesn't scream human to me. "Wait," he repeated, but with force and much to my surprise I obliged. I glared at him as my body robotically turned his way and the skadoosh. The light bulbs in the room began to flicker and the hair on my arms raised to its tip. Lightening flashed through and through, though there was no thunder cloud in sight. Books and tables doubled over in its crackling might and in the ball of murderous light stood the blue eyed man with a smile.

While I was flipping through the pages of a booklet that held a ton of old love letters that’d been lost to the wind and compiled by collectors, I saw a flash of what I believe must’ve been a memory and it’d startled me to the extent that I’d have almost jumped out of my seat. It was a sight similar to the odd witch I’d seen staring back at me in the mirror that one time with wild white hair and red irises that looked like the blood of a thousand men stirred within them. The only difference was that this time, her eyes were completely white. Even worse, her eyes seemed to have rolled back into her head and she looked like she’d been convulsing from what I could gather. But the flash I’d seen

166 Eliaz's POV I couldn't believe my ears. Hell, I couldn't even believe the scene in front of me. I'd blinked back a couple of times, hoping that it would at least change something, but it did. A small part of me had thought, maybe if I blinked too fast, then the distraction that had just appeared in the form of Alora and Fredrick would disappear. But I was wrong, very very wrong. No matter how hard I blinked, then just wouldn't go, and like that wasn't traumatic enough, they both brought news; bad and horrible news too.

Perhaps he knew that he was in the wrong, for he didn't avoid the glass at all. Instead, he chose to face my rage head-on. As such, his forehead began bleeding after the glass crashed into his head.

My eyes blurred in and out of focus, the light in the room was blinding. “Focus, you need to calm down, slow your breathing, focus on the sound of your heart beating”. Her breath was hot on my ear as she seductively whispered. Breathing in and out, the sound of my heart beating became louder and louder, all the background noise fades. I was able to single out sounds by isolating and focussing on them, my vision was sharp, I stared at the bookshelf, focussing on the tiny words etched on the cover. I was able to read them, shocked I looked at Lenore.

Her mouth was open and closed as she looked down unsure to name the number of hours as she herself has no idea about how many hours would she take to complete the book. "Let it be". He dropped the book down gaining her eye's attention to him as at the same time he looked up at her. And damn the sudden eye connection sent sparks in his body as his eyes connected with her large crystal shining eyes. Her eyes are giving a look of pure innocence. He wonders if she felt the same sparkling sensation too when her eyes met his. Blinking away he continued. "This is enough. I'm being enough merciful to let go this time. But one more complaint and one more disobedience....you remember my words".

Their weak yellow light barely reached the far corners of the room where endless shelves disappeared into shadow. Books. Jars. Strange statues. Animal skulls. A stuffed raven with one glass eye. A cracked mirror. The place looked less like a shop and more like a nightmare someone decided to organize alphabetically. I almost turned around. Then I remembered the ring of fire. Remembered Kali. And stayed. A movement near the counter caught my attention. An old man emerged from behind a stack of books. He had one eye and a slash mark running over the part of his face where an eye was supposed to be.