Novel & Cerita The Secret In His Eyes

he said, staring me in the eyes. He was pretty short, a few years older than me, and had seemed more like a lover of tasty food, girls, and wine...at first…until you saw the cold look of his grey eyes, and you knew that you had made a grave mistake. A person with such eyes would never waste his life partying. He realized that I knew his secret and smiled a bit—but in a second, his eyes were covered by his long eyelashes, his expression changed, and the man who was standing in front of me was a classic, proper “one of the boys”.

He says. "I don't care. I need to know." I say and move ahead but he holds my hand. "Hey!" "I'm sorry. I don't usually do this. But I cannot tell you. It has to stay a secret." His expressions change into a grave one, his eyes slightly darkening. Gradually they become hazy. Wait. It's not his eyes that are hazy. It's my sight. My eyes all of a sudden feel drowsy and slowly everything darkens away. The air shifts beneath me and I feel sleep covering me. "My apologies. But you know too much." His voice comes from the dark before I hear nothing. Ugh. Not again. **************

“How is that possible? They should’ve known from her eyes.” “What do you mean?” Edgar and I asked him. “She has her father’s unique eyes. Only his family has history of that particular combination of eye colour,” Claude explained. “That is true, but I instructed her to keep those things on her eyes on,” Simiyan informed. “You mean her contacts?” I asked. She nodded. “Surely she would’ve run out by now,” Edgar commented. “I take her a box every week,” Simiyan replied. “Ok, so her eyes are hidden, which means her secret is safe for now?” I asked.

He stared at the screen scrutinizing the image it displayed. She had hair, hair the color of chocolate and plump red full lips. But it was her eyes that caught him like a deer in the headlights. Her eyes were sea green, very bright and clear. They reminded him of Sil's. Her eyes had been exactly the same shade, sea green, bright and shiny. He remembered all the long hours he spent looking into that eyes, loving it's owner with the whole of his being, fantasizing a whole lifetime with her but life had dealt him a fatal blow and took the only thing he held dear from him. His precious Sil. Flashes of her image never left his mind's eye.

Alina was stunned for a moment, reacting to his words, she subconsciously raised her eyes to look into his eyes. Noble had a pair of very beautiful peach blossom eyes; the top of his eyes were deep, the corners of his eyes were slightly curved, the pupils were clearly divided into two colors of black and white, looking at her with affection. Standing so close, Alina could see a layer of faint red around his eyes, as if he was seducing. Alina was confused, subconsciously avoiding his eyes. "See?" "What?" "What's in my eyes?" Hearing his words, Alina raised her eyes again.

Instantly Estefan felt his whole body freeze. For a split second, the teacher and student stared into the depths of each other's eyes. Kaluna, who was half conscious and half unconscious, looked at Estefan with adoring eyes. A part of Estefan's hair was parted to reveal his thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and a sharp nose that almost touched the tip of Kaluna's own nose. While logic still controlled Estefan, he immediately pushed Kaluna's body away before he could see the image of his own face dancing in Kaluna's beautiful eyes.

His eyes focussed back on hers, conveying his apology. “I know it’s hard for you to trust me after this, but please just give us another chance, I swear to you, no more secrets.” Aria looked deep into his eyes and saw the truth, she couldn’t describe how she knew that or whether her eyes were playing tricks on her, but she knew he was being honest. “Pinky promise?” She held out her pinky finger for him to latch on and together they smiled.

"A..." He starts to lean in, and I get a good view of his eyes. Starview Magazine, one of the leading gossip papers in the country right now, has listed him as one of the hottest young heirs of our generation. A panel had talked lengthily about his eyes and I remember rolling my own when I saw how cheesy the writing was. For me, they were just Seb's eyes, ones that were as familiar to me as the back of my hand. But now, I can sort of understand why. Seb's eyes are a mystery. They're not quite green and they're not brown, either. Hazel, I think that's what people would call it. And now they're looking into mine, melting me.

"Okay." "Okay baby. You know I love you?" I ask with a smile. "Yea. Me too. Bye." He replies and hangs up. My smile drops and I am filled with overwhelming guilt, I have to make it up to him. I'm about to drop my phone into my bag when my wandering gaze suddenly lands on him. A small gasp makes its way out of my lips as his eyes lock on mine and his eyes roam over me intently, it was almost as if he's analyzing everything about me from where he is seated across the room. He is dressed in a white dress shirt with its first three-button undone and the sleeves rolled up a bit. Even under the dim light, I can see that his hair is a deep brown combed to the front neatly. He licks his lower lip br

However, the strength of her sex appeal still screams. He looks so hersterious with those eyes and that kind of stare. He looked so deep that when he looked at you, he would immediately recognize you. As if, in his eyes, you were transparent. You are easy to read and easy to figure out what is on your mind. But when you stare at him, you find it hard to recognize his personality. It is too elusive, too hersterious, and difficult to read for it to be a book written in a different way, a book in a different language that you will never be able to understand. He's the type of person you know has a lot of hidden secrets.