The Novel Eye Novels & Stories

An ivory knitted blanket was folded neatly across one arm, as though someone expected to return and finish a chapter after a quick walk. You have her eyes. The words kept circling back, pacing around my mind like a caged animal. A murderer doesn't spare a witness because of her eyes. Eyes don't stop bullets. Eyes don't change anything in a world where families get slaughtered over dinner. I pressed my palms to my temples, trying to force the thoughts out, and moved toward the bathroom. Survival first. Always. I had read enough novels to know that the heroine usually missed the obvious because she fell apart too soon. I wouldn't do that.

I pushed that thought into the network with everything I had. Delete the Queen. Save the Sister. The gold light between us became so bright that the people on the docks fell to their knees, shielding their eyes. Jane screamed a human scream, full of agony and terror. The silver on her arms began to ripple and melt. "No!" the thousand voices roared. "The Eye will not be blinded!" Suddenly, the red laser light of the Prime hit the ground between us. He wasn't dead. He crawled out from under a pile of shipping crates, his silver cane cracked but still working.

The kind of choice that ruins lives beautifully. My eyes move again, landing on Lucien Blackwell. The vampire heir stands beside the crescent fang symbol in complete stillness. His inky black hair falling slightly over his amber eyes, his features sharp and unreadable. Everything about him feels controlled, deadly. Even from across the room, he unsettles me. Like standing too close to the edge of something deep enough to swallow you whole.

The title of the book was 'Eyes of gold' and the author's name was Franklin Gold, Ben thought it was a children's storybook after seeing the title of the book as it was written very childishly. Ben opened the book, the first page was empty, so was the second and it continued and only five pages of the book were left out of the 45 pages, Ben thought that the book was empty and was about to return it to its place, but when he opened the next page words were written and he read it, "Bionic eyes was one of the most important development in the year 2044 along with the heart of cyborg mechanism, using bionic eyes can help the combatant analyze the opponent during a fight and they also help in pre

Then only then, do I open my eyes and find a cigarette inside my purse. As I light it, I have a vision of a burning building and flick it inside the gated entrance. The tapestry ignites instantaneously and the whole wall lights ablaze. I turn as I see something out of the corner of my eye. I look closer at the gate and to this day I wish I didn’t see those eyes. The eyes were deep dark spirals into an abyss that I have never seen before and hope I never see again.

There were people waiting for her with torches in their hands too, eager to hear what their High Priestess had to say about the Moon, and wanting to know if they should continue their mission of trying to kill the Bride. This was The Eye. The Eye comprised of villagers from the Capital whose Alterer started to glitch way before now, allowing them to question a lot of things that others had been manipulated to view as normal. The High Priestess was the only one who understood them and promised them a solution. For this reason, they followed her. "Is it happening?" One asked. "Will it finally kill the Bride?" Another asked.

For the world, we created and nurtured together. Riley made me believe in a world where love is greater than my insecurities. A world where the sun shines whenever he looks at me. A world where mistakes are accepted and forgiveness is a possibility. A world far better than my dreams. Yes, life indeed is beautiful, because I see the world differently now through the eyes of my Alpha. THE END. Through The Eyes Of My Alpha - Cassandra M / April-June 2022 Author’s Note: The Epilogue Scene in this book succeeded the epilogue scene from Alpha Caspian’s In The Arms of My Alpha, where there was a scene of Amber and Zach’s mischief. You can reread it to relieve the moment.

The only other thing that felt as ridiculous as that to me was when Jordan told me, "Josie needs a pair of eyes. Why won't you help her, Hazel?" "Why do you need my corneas for this? What makes her deserve this?" His expression turned ugly when he saw that I was mad. "She doesn't have friends or family, and she's lost her vision at such a young age. What do you expect her to do?" His tone had softened. "You're not the same as her, Hazel. You have me—I'll be your eyes. I'll hire someone to care for you and never leave you." It was mocking to me how serious he looked. "So, her vision matters, but mine doesn't?"

"That's what I thought too. Until I found one of the books in our home when I was a kid. A book that spoke of continents and countries outside Walachia. Places none of us have ever been told about. The Order has kept it hidden, restricting us. The less we know, the easier it is for us to be fooled." Ethan's gaze stayed on me until I had to look away. I fiddled with my pen again while the tip was scratching against my notebook without purpose. I didn’t know what to say and the silence between us was getting heavy. "So," he finally muttered while leaning back. “Do you have any plan to tell me why your eyes became like that?" I flickered my eyes and genrly lifted my hand to my face. My fingerti

I awake with a slight headache and sit up, looking around the room. I realize I am alone and stand carefully. I look around the room in search of the bathroom. I decided to try the black door by the balcony first, and internally dance it is. I turn the light on and look in the mirror. My hair is stuck to my face, and my eyes are puffy and red from crying. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.