The New Guy Crazy Eyes Novels & Stories

“Easy there.” Naomi blinked, her glance shifted from Williams to A tall guy, he leaned casually against the doorway, his arms crossed, he had Dark hair, a sharp jaw, and blue eyes that seemed to look straight through her. Williams straightened. “And who are you?” “The guy who doesn’t like people yelling at my friend,” the new guy said. Naomi froze. “Friend?” “Yes,” he said, nodding, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “You okay?”

I added some diamond drops to my ears to complete the look. Lily was late. Which meant I had to sit through my first minutes at the thrumming bar alone, nursing my second champagne and watching dancers move like liquid sin on stage. “Hey beautiful.” And here we go. I turned, finding Mr. Tall-Dark-and-Full-of-Himself sliding his butt on the stool next to me. He had great mustache, if you were into Victorian villains. “Not interested,” I said, going back to my champagne. “Don't be like that—“

"hey you Izzy don't cry okk. you are making us cry also - said Ira. "yaa Izzy you are ruining our makeup - said Inayat wiping her tears. "shut up guys - said inaya and they all hugged. Inaya is the only sensitive one. I think. "hey guys you are crying like Izzy is going on some other planet. She is in Mumbai only okk. We all will meet her everyday - said Ira. "yaa inaya!!! Ira is correct - said Inayat. And all chuckled. And izzah and all started laughing.

He looks clean shaven. I could not help but stare. My gaze suddenly lands on his eyes again. The same electric blue eyes. Gone are his rugged clothes. Oh my freaking bananas! It’s him! It’s definitely him! What the fuck is he doing here? That can’t- That can’t possibly be- What the heck is this Rugged Guy doing here?

But no one noticed the absurdity in that gaze and how hollow it was, like the gaze of a man possessed. “Fuck you Lukas and fuck you too Zion for looking at me with those stupid eyes. Y’all are nothing but lackeys, lackeys!” He roared. Lukas attempted to step forward when the king blocked him with his hand. “Don’t you see his eyes...” he drew their attention to the crazed man’s angry eyes and they all stood confused, still not getting it. He couldn’t help but chuckle at their expressions “I think your friend here is high”

My eyes met his blue and calculating eyes. “We just met for the first time. Aren’t you supposed to ask me to introduce myself?” His gaze settled on my face. I’m suddenly too stunned to speak. Getting drowned in his eyes that seemed as calm as the blue sea. It was as if his eyes were calling out to me to get drowned in them. “Stay away from her?” Ryan’s angry voice resonates, followed by the sound of a punch, right in the eye of the new guy. I’m roughly pulled away from his arms into Ryan’s arms.

She cussed under her breath, looking around frantically for a way to escape. The new guy had dirty blond hair and brown eyes and he was wearing a blue jacket over a white t-shirt and blue jeans. He looked a bit older than us, probably the same age as Brandon or maybe older…a senior perhaps? But he looked mad; like he was about ready to murder someone. And as soon as he saw Brandon, his anger only seemed to intensify. “You motherfucking son of a bitch!” The boy yelled at him, baring his teeth, making me flinch. “How dare you mess with my girl?”

“Piece of trash,“ Ciara mumbled, looking away. How the hell did she end up in the arms of the most infuriating and overbearing man in the universe? No one has ever rattled her this much, ever. Well, except Ryder, of course. But it's always been just Ryder. And now, this masked asshole just made the list. “At least allow me to breathe,“ She clenched out, repeatedly jamming her fist into his chest. “As you wish, princess,“ His hold loosened and for the first time since he snagged her up, she got to see his eyes. A pair of bluish-grey eyes were boring holes in her. For a second, she got lost in them. She's never been big on staring into people's eyes but out of the few she'd stared at, these b

He asked, and I looked at him in confusion. “What do you mean?” “Dude, your eyes are still grey. You’ll freak her out,” he said. I hadn’t realised my eyes were still grey; thinking of her relaxed me. “I guess I’m still mad,” I blew out a frustrated breath, stretched my neck and rolled my shoulders. “Back to normal?” I asked him, and he nodded, bringing his thumb up. “As good as Gucci hoe,” he said, and I squinted my eyes. “What?”