The Hills Have An Eyes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Julius's eyes locked on hers, that dark shade of his eyes flickering like a storm about to break. Harper's breath hitched, her body still trembling under his massive weight, pussy clenching around his huge cock as he ground slow and deep. The ache in her bruised walls only fueled the fire, her soaked folds dripping onto the rug beneath them. She needed him to move, to wreck her again, the secret thrill of his betrayal making her clit pulse with desperate hunger.

Hills, however, continued his threat. "-I'll challenge you to a cook-off and publicly humiliate you." Bruno managed a shaky laugh. "That's... actually fair." "You think?" Mr. Hills' face suddenly turned grave and his eyes darkened. Bruno swallowed. "She's my baby. Seriously. Don't mess up." Mr. Hills warned. Bruno swallowed hard again. He imagined: Mr. Hills in a chef's uniform, wielding two flaming machetes, with flames in the background, as he crazily chopped a suspiciously-shaped eggplant that seemed to be the same size as Bruno's.

‎I scanned for my phone: gone. ‎I was cut off, blind, trapped in a fortress full of predators. ‎I forced myself upright, ribs screaming, and shuffled to the window. ‎Below, the estate sprawled like a military compound: manicured lawns giving way to cliffs and ocean, armed men in tactical gear patrolling with rifles and dogs. ‎A sniper glinted on the roof. ‎Of course. ‎You don’t run a blood empire without walls this high. ‎A soft knock. ‎A young guy, a bit older than Elias, comes in, hands in pockets, curls falling into his eyes.

Our Elder has been wonderful in helping me, he researched what I need and has located it in a land that’s not governed by any packs, we have to be alert but I have attempted a spell the make us scent less, hopefully rogues won’t detect us beyond our boarders but I am prepared to use my powers should I find the need to protect Blake, the elder and myself. The journey out was actually quite refreshing, the views were stunning, the curvy roads around the mountains make my stomach turn but the views make everything worth it. It was breathtakingly beautiful. The vibrant colours of the flowers were astonishing. Some of the plants I had never seen before and the elder said it’s because the minerals

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

​The Hive ship didn’t explode into a million pieces. It did something far more terrifying: it shifted its entire molecular structure. The miles of liquid mercury reorganized themselves into a massive, three-eyed face that stared down at the Vane Spire with a cold, analytical, and utterly alien curiosity. It wasn't angry; it was evaluating a mutation it hadn't expected.

I got up from my bed and walked towards the window. Parting the curtains to the side, the blinding light of the sun piercing through the window panes made me close my eyes for a moment. I closed my eyes tightly then opened them slowly until I got adjusted to the glare. The moment I gazed into the distance, all I could see was the rich and sprawling greeneries below the wide canopy of the sky, animated by its sailing, fluffy clouds. From where I stood, it looked like I was on top of a hill overlooking the rolling stretch of farms and plain below.

“What’s happening?” “Open your eyes.” She did, but his hand still covered her sight, flashing everything in golden-orange light. “Now, what do you see?” The illumination revealed the place she’d been standing in. Green hills and tropical trees spread all around her, wildflowers in bloom dancing over the vast meadow. She looked up and saw the deepest blue heavens she had ever seen, with the fluffy clouds flying slow and easy. The harsh sun, however, shone the brightest—and it was expanding its size, as well as the growing heat in her eyes.

She remembered what he would always tell her. ‘The eyes, Crystal. The eyes of a person can show wonders. If you are unsure, just gaze onto their eyes, no matter how good the person keeps things hidden, everything is revealed in the eyes. A strong man can smile among a storm, but his eyes reflect his grief for people whom he failed to save. The eyes, show everything of how a person became that person. The eyes, are the honest truth.’ Yes, that’s what her brother, Caesar would always tell her. The eyes of a person, will show who they truly are. No matter how great they hide it.

He kept his eyes open seeing her flushed face,whereas her eyes were tightly closed. The position changed and her mouth was covered by his mouth once again. She wanted him inside her yet he was letting the fire reach its peak. "Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful."