روايات وقصص ضمن The Gaze

He started to leave, together with his other brothers but his eyes never left mine. As I looked at him, I can see his crystal eyes and his face clearly with the help of the moonlight. He was so handsome. I felt a different kind of connection as I looked at him beneath the light of the moon. His gaze was like a magnet, as he walked away, I can also feel half of myself walking away from the other half. I can't explain this kind of feeling. What is happening? HECTOR POV

The same Gaze Reader appears just outside her tent for a moment, before she casts a glance at us before disappearing inside. I’m assuming that’s our invitation in. Chase follows behind me, skeptical. The cloying scent of incense greets us, as the shadows of the tent swallow us up. On a cushion on the ground, is the same Gaze Reader with all the beads around her neck, her legs folded in front of her. She watches us, eyes a cloudy silver. Already it looks like she is staring into my soul. “I sensed you two would be coming,” she says flatly. Chase and I exchange glances, but sit down in front of her regardless. “You want help from me that I cannot give you.”

Hale's gaze is pinned to Will's hand around mine, an amused smile playing on his lips. “Do you know how rare they are? None of us know anyone who has contact with a Gaze Reader," I remind everyone. I've only read about Gaze Reader's and their magical powers. They are able to look into someone's gaze and read their past, and aspects of their future. If anyone could tell us where to go to find true help, it would be a Gaze Reader. “What about…” Eyla glances at Hale, who quirks a brow. “Don’t look at me," he shrugs. He's clearly entertained, watching us scramble to find a way to save my life. He knows there is no chance for us anywhere other than with him, and he is patiently waiting for us to

Maximus Ray of sunshine… my angel… Gazelle isn’t just beautiful—though God knows she truly is. There’s something deeper. It’s in the way she steadied me, the way her presence quieted the chaos inside of me. I finally understand why her name is Gazelle. She has the most mesmerizing irises—eyes that could unravel your heartbeat and turn it into madness. Her blue gaze was everything. When she appeared at Park Avenue, I genuinely believed I was hallucinating, perhaps experiencing another episode. But it was real. Yet she stood, real and radiant, in a white dress, guiding me toward the light I couldn’t see for days.

I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to him than that shake in his eye. As I stood there, locked in Gale's gaze , I felt a fragile connection forming between us .It was as if the air itself was charged with an electric tension, waiting to see what would happen. Gale's eyes seemed to be bore into mine, searching for something I wasn't sure what it was, I felt a sense of vulnerability wash over me. I looked away, breaking the gaze,Gale cleared his throat,”I'll leave you to explore the garden, if you'd like “,he said, his voice a little rougher than before.

My gaze dangles at the tub, slowly lifting upwards. I did this to ensure that even if she happens to be naked, when my gaze falls beyond her thighs and there is nothing concealing her body from that revealing view, I will immediately avert my gaze and alert her about it. If a woman does not want me to gaze at her inappropriately, I won't do it. I won't even let my mind accommodate the thought. She makes it so hard for me to be a gentleman though, for a weird reason I can't seem to fathom.

He thought and asked," But wait-" Before he could express his thoughts further, he felt an intense gaze on his back. It was as if someone was staring at him with immense focus. He turned around, scanning the hall, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. The feeling persisted, making him uneasy. He tried to locate the source of the gaze and ended up looking at a window high above across the hall. He tried to peer into it but felt a strange resistance as if something was blocking his vision.

Then, his gaze lifted, cutting through the crowd like a shard of ice, and locked onto mine. The impact was physical. Cold, assessing, utterly devoid of the heat or fury from hours before. It was the gaze of a predator observing its cornered prey, calculating the next move. He didn’t smile. Didn’t acknowledge me beyond that chilling, unwavering stare. He simply let me stand there, marinating in the scrutiny, feeling the weight of his invisible leash. He turned back to his group, effortlessly charming, a king secure in his domain. I was the disobedient subject, granted an audience but pointedly ignored.

thinking that maybe the other person that he ordered will not get it, he continued on to say, "It should all be clean and new. 'Please' use some gloves if you wanted to buy put side or if you get it from who knows where it is placed in here" Gabriele moved the palm that System ‘Eye’ was in and look at Cuzo eagerly with his dark eye for some reason become shiny like a puppy looking at his owner but the gaze that Gabriele used to look at Cuzo and the words that came out from his mouth is so different that Cuzo and Kuro, along with Clone twitches their mouth fiercely. " ..." Cuzo become silent, as he too look over at Gabriele hot and intense gaze that made the ha

It was an intense gaze, one that I had felt before but couldn't quite place. I quickly applied a cast to help him heal faster and walked out of the ward. Despite my best efforts to concentrate completely on my task, the sensation lingered, sending a chill down my spine. It was as if someone was boring into the back of my head, their gaze weighing heavily on me. The feeling of being watched, of someone's intense gaze following my every move, persisted, casting a shadow over my otherwise focused demeanor.