The Blink Of An Eye Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

I screamed as black and white spots started to appear in my eyes, my whole body shaking. ************* Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Not in Aidan. In me. We’re in class when my vision blurs. Just slightly. A flicker at the edges. I blink. It doesn’t clear immediately. I steady my breathing. Not now. Not here. Aidan glances at me instantly. “What?” he whispers. “Nothing.” He doesn’t believe me. The pressure behind my eyes increases. Not pain. Weight. Like a hand pressing against the inside of my skull. I feel it. Not directed at him. At me.

If I was panicking before, I sure was going to have a heart attack if I was put under any more pressure. It all happened in slow motion. One moment, his face was leaning towards mine and the next, it was gone, tilted to the side. I blinked. He shifted to the side, pressing forward. It took me a while to realize that he just plucked the book from the shelf. I blinked again. Once. Twice. Three times. He caught my eye and I found some lost confidence to stare back. There was something peculiar about his eyes that I couldn't place a finger on. Emotionless deep deep stormy skies. Then, he smirked.

Elora’s POV I woke up to the pungent smell of what seemed to be a herbal medicine invading my nostrils. The room was silent apart from my heavy breathing. I slowly got up and lifted my eyelids. I squinted in an attempt to sharpen the blurry image surrounding me. However, a sharp pain stung my eyeballs as soon as the light hit them. It felt as if my whole eyeballs were dried up. It gave me some discomfort making me blink a couple of times in an attempt to wet it with my tears. Unfortunately, it didn’t help so I ended up rubbing them. That was when I noticed that no matter what I do, my vision didn’t seem to enhance at all.

"Are these guys werecats? Blink twice for no." Two long blinks. If they are not like us, what are they? "Are we in danger?" I could feel her fear now. One long blink, and right back to the crazy blinking marathon. Not knowing what to do, I turned back to the eye candy in front of me. As soon a I looked in leader boys' smoky grey eyes my insides went to water. It was like my bones liquified. Why couldn't I form thoughts when I looked at him?

Olivera's finger throbbed with pain as she stared at the small drop of blood on the page. The circle, now darkened with her blood, seemed to pulse with a life of its own. She pushed it away from her lap, and shifted to the other side. Her eyes widened in incredulity as white smoke began to rise from the book, curling and twisting in the air. The scent of lavender and rose filled the room, a soothing contrast to the sharp pain in her finger. She watched in awe and trepidation as the smoke began to form shapes, reacting as if it were alive.

A moment to reminisce leisurely. I blinked, ending the short memory that was engraved at the back of my head like a small light filled with happiness. Tears welled up in my eyes as I looked down at the book. Leah looked at me with wonder. I crouched down to the level of the bag, glancing at the glowing book before me. I bit my lip. Thinking would this be the right choice to go back? What would happen if I left this place? I knew I didn’t like the idea of going back to that town. The town that only gave me temporary happiness and short lived memories to enjoy.

Blinking my eyes open felt like pulling weights from my eyelids. A harsh light bore down on me, searing its brightness into my retinas. My head was a swirling cauldron of fog and confusion, every thought struggling to solidify. The smell that invaded my nostrils was overwhelmingly sterile, like an army of cleaning supplies had waged war in the room.

Growling I sit up then hold the book "What's your problem, I know you're not fake so why are you hiding " " am not" The moment the book spoke I quickly let it go but it didn't fall off my hand, it remained in the air. " you..... just.... speak" stammer I crawl backward on the bed "How is a book speaking" " what do you expect lady, you have been making so much noise am forced to wake up "Two eyes open, a mouth shape forms then a nose, the book blinks then exhales loudly " It feels great to be awake again, I thought they are no more innocent women for me to eat "

Confusion bubbled, anger simmered as I flipped the pages. Such delicious darkness, I think I'll enjoy tearing it from you, piece by fragile piece. Was he...Was he saying the quotes from the book earlier? I snapped my head at him, but he was already looking at me. He was looking at me. This blind man was looking at me. His piercing eyes lit up amused, sinfully crafted lips curved, and I noticed, under the dim light and amidst the panic attack I was about to have. He had a dimple.