The New Guy Crazy Eyes Novels & Stories

His eyes were beautiful, so blue, I did not even need to move closer to inspect them, I had never seen such a color of eyes before. My nipple hardened and I felt wet down there. Damn it. “Hi” I waved with a forced smile, but he never waved back just staring at me like I was something strange, maybe I was, do I look out of place or weird? I hope my mascara wasn't smudged. I quickly stood up from where I sat, almost stumbling but the other guy caught me. “You good, love,” he asked, his eyes held mine. It was the neon green that left me speechless. Who were these men? And what were they doing to me without even lifting a finger?

I don't want to worry about getting tongue-tied on the big night. He doesn't look up until I'm at the table. I thought his eyes were hazel when I saw them back in the Celebrity Spark conference room. But in the natural light let in by the bistro's large windows, they look much more green. Green with a touch of blue - and even a little gold. A girl could get lost in those eyes if she isn't careful. Focus, I remind myself. And don't forget that you work for this guy. I realize that I'm gripping my purse so hard my nails are leaving indentations in the leather. I need to calm down.

"Kill me and let's get this over with." He stays silent and keeps looking me deep in the eye with so much hate and anger. Never has he ever looked at me this way. It's so strange, but that's not the only strange thing about his eyes. They look different and that's when I notice his eyes aren't the way they used to be, they're black, like Sean's. No, not like Sean's. They're completely black, every part of his eye. What is this? What is going on? I look away from him to Sean and see it's the same thing, black. Every other person is far away, and I can't possibly see their eyes in the dark, but something is not right. Something's definitely off. What could it be? What's going on?

Good thing crazy girl woke my dick up last night because I’ll admit, I was worried. “Have you heard anything about a new girl on campus?” I asked before I could stop myself. “Whole class of them just arrived. You going after young pussy this year?” That was another thing about Caine. I wasn’t sure where his line was and so far, he was willing to cross all mine. Crazy wasn’t the most accurate word for him. Insane worked better. “Shut the fuck up.” The last thing I wanted was some freshman riding my dick. Okay, if crazy girl was a freshman, I might change that. She didn’t look like a freshman though. Caine splayed his hands and tried to hide a grin.

"I love your contacts! I never thought about putting a different color in each eye, but I will definitely be trying it out now! You look so badass!" "Thanks," I reply. "These are not contacts, though. I was born with these eyes." "No way! That is even more bad ass!" she says excitedly. "My name is Hazel, this is Marc," she says, pointing to the boy next to her. He looks vastly different from her, like what you imagine a surfer dude to look like. He has shaggy, sandy-blonde hair, pale blue eyes, tan skin, no piercings, and a few tribal tattoos on his arms. Hazel is dressed like a goth chick, while Marc looks like a preppy boy. I wonder how they became friends. Perhaps we will become close and

"Sorry mother, I lost the track of time. The garden side gate is closed I'm taking the other door. I'll join you both in just 15 mins for dinner." Anya just cancelled her call when a ball comes to her making her startled and she loses her balance but a strong arm holds her waist and pulls her closer and she immediately inhaled a musk fragrance. Anya puts her both hand on that person's chest to create some distance then looks up and met with a pair of blue-green eyes but this time those eyes were without any ridiculing or mocking. They were looking so pure that she couldn't help but become fascinated and she thinks "His eyes are so beautiful!"

His eyes were focussed on my eyes and I suddenly couldn't blink. His stare was so intense that I had to do something quickly. I grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down immediately, "You know I always enjoy your food, this one is top-notch." I gave him my thumb and twitched a smile, I don't want him to know what his eyes are doing to me. "Alright, clear the plates when you're done." He said, cleaning his mouth with a serviette. Clear the plates?? Okay that's not bad, ever since I learnt about R&B I've been clearing the plates but not like this.. not that tone and rude attitude, what's gotten into him, don't he love me anymore, is he loving me out of pity?

To be honest, my libido went up, causing irregular pulses in several parts of my body. We arrived at a room. A woman with horns and red eyes flashed, intercepted. "A new girl again?" She asked. "She's not a prisoner for you to take her soul," Kevin argued without answering the horned woman's question. "So she's not my meal candidate?" I started to get goosebumps. Meal candidate? So the horned girl was going to eat me and Jack brought me here on purpose to... “Jack… who is that woman?” I whispered. “She is… she is… my wife….”

I can feel my tears rolling down my cheeks. I don’t like this. Stop it, please. "I'm not crazy! Stop this, please! No, I'm not crazy! Just please, stop!" "Hey! Stop that! Heavenly, listen to me!" The stranger successfully reached me and he held both of my hands before he forced me to look at him. There, I saw his peculiar eyes again. Like it’s calling me... I can see a whole new world inside those pair of eyes. "Hey, calm down. Please."

Armaan's POV, I was recording my song in the studio, closing my eyes totally lost in my music. I sang my verse and waited listening to the music waiting for the cue to start the next verse. As I looked outside, my eyes stopped at the fan girl. My smile turned into terror. 'Why is she smiling like that?! Her eyes are wide and glued on me. She's grinning, showing all teeth. Do girls even smile like that?! Wait..... Is she even breathing? Why is she soo creepy?'