Through Her Eyes Netflix Novels & Stories

Engagement. She let the other strap fall, the cheap fabric pooling at her elbows, revealing her small, pale breasts. She cupped them, thumbs brushing over her nipples, hardening them under her touch and the cool air of the apartment. “Is this what Daddy wants to see?” she whispered, leaning closer to the cam, her eyes fixed on the lens, imagining a single person on the other side. DaddyD53: Closer. Let me see those pretty eyes. She obeyed, her face filling the screen. Her eyes, a plain hazel in real life, looked darker, larger under the ring light.

Her eyes lit up the moment mine snapped open. Without saying a word, she quickly checked my vitals. Everything was within the safe range. Only then did she let out a breath of relief. "Thank God you're alright." Her voice was trembling. Our fingers were intertwined, and I could feel her hot, scalding tears on my skin. I pulled my hand away from her. That surprised her, and she smiled awkwardly. "I forgot you've lost your memories. I'm actually your—"

“How about to all the boys I’ve loved or The Princess Switch? I mean the last one isn’t good but I like the first one. Ouu I wonder if there’s a fifty shades of grey inspired movie I’d totally watch, let me look through N*****x.” I stare at her blankly. I've heard of 50 shades trilogy but I haven’t read or seen the movie. “You’re looking at me like you’ve never seen it.” I shake my head and she gasps. “Oh my God, we’re watching them all.” She beams while taking her TV remote. She logs into her N*****x account and plays the first movie.

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."

Her eyes were red and puffy, but her expression was calm in that quiet, dangerous way that came only after heartbreak had stopped bleeding and turned into resolve. She had cried herself into exhaustion after the stream. He and Fred had stayed through the night, taking turns making tea she didn’t drink and watching her stare into the flickering TV as if afraid to blink. Now, she just stared at the screen, the silence between them punctuated by the faint hum of notifications. Fred was pacing near the window, scrolling through his phone. “It’s everywhere,” he muttered. “She’s trending across four continents. Hashtags, videos, edits half the internet thinks she’s a victim, the other half thinks

Looks like she's alright, she's still acting the way she's acting before she got kidnapped. "Go ahead and wear the clothes," I said and she rolled her eyes. I moved back to my seat as I watched her dry herself. I admire her beauty, she looks so perfect. She might not be the goddess of beauty but she is indeed beautiful. A goddess of life and death yet her beauty is too captivating. Her oval face, plump lips, pointed nose, and her eyes that just makes my heart flutter despite it being scary. Urgh. "Did you notice my eyes?" What, how did she know I was thinking of her eyes?

“Expose the nature of the transmission, Nyra.” “Your eyes require direct visual audit of the network feed,” she stated. I tracked her form into the kitchen perimeter, tossing my velvet clutch onto the stone counter as her fingers manipulated her mobile interface. My stomach executed a violent contraction of pure, instinctual dread before her hand turned the digital screen toward my face, exposing the bold, black lettering pulsing across the network:

My searching eyes locked on the minimizing view of her. It's on, biker girl. - -

I held his chin and squeezed it. "We are watching this it's rated really high on Netflix Africa ", I said with finality and he grumbled. I ignored him and clicked on the play icon. We watched the first three episodes before Beck fell asleep on my back, he was such an organised sleeper. The constant rise and fall of his chest were comforting and I had almost totally forgotten that there was someone after my dear life.

She murmured slowly. Like thunder, the realization hit my head. So, the car which almost stimulated an accident is belonging to them. You bloody! I badly wanted to put some sense into her thick skull but when I looked at her pleading eyes, my anger flew away. It's beautiful... She has light green eyes and brown coloured lengthy eyebrows. She has brown wavy hair that matches her eyebrows. She was wearing skinny black jeans and a pink top which made her look beautiful. Of course! Pink is every girl's favourite colour.