Novel & Cerita Through My Window: Looking At You Book

“the rogues will soon rise and the packs shall burn.” I read it again and again, fingers trembling.I looked out my window, to the edge of the forest. And for a split second, I swore I saw red eyes watching me through the trees.

Turn. He is restless. He is wrestling with ghosts I can't see. Suddenly, he stops. He turns around. He looks up. He looks directly at my window. I freeze. I don't step back. I don't hide. I let him see me. I am wearing the silk robe. My hair is loose. I am a white wraith in the window frame. He stares at me. Even across the distance, I can feel the connection. It vibrates through the air, a tension wire pulled tight between us. It ignores the glass. It ignores the stone. It ignores the bloodline.

JENNY’S POV Morning came and the bright sunlight shone on my face through the window since I didn’t have the curtains closed the previous night. With a groan, I slowly turned to lay on my back then I looked at the window and I caught a glimpse of what looked like a shadow lurking behind the window sills and it felt just like how it did the previous night. It felt like someone was watching me and like the eyes were boring into me. It felt very uncomfortable for me and I didn’t like the feeling that it gave me.

The window was shut though so I needed to get her to open it first. I bent over and picked up a handful of small pebbles from the ground then I straightened and threw one at the window with not too much force so the glass wouldn't shatter. The light thud of the pebble hitting the glass echoed and I glanced warily at the other windows, hoping I wouldn't wake Beta Michael and his mate. I waited for a few seconds and whispered a prayer to the moon goddess before throwing another pebble at the window My lips spread in a grin when I heard footsteps from her room rushing towards the window and in a spilt second; I was blessed with a view of her beautiful face as she unlocked the window and pulled

She looked at the window. November dark. The ridge out there. Patient. Permanent. She did not put her hand on the glass. She just looked at it. She thought: there it is. She thought: there it always is. She breathed. She went to sleep. The morning came. End of Chapter Forty-Nine.

I begged. That seemed to do the trick. His lips closed back over my bundle of nerves as his fingers fucked me mercilessly. I cried out as I was right about to have my orgasm. I don't know what made me do it but I opened my eyes and looked out my window. The streetlight in my neighborhood were busted, all except for one. I thought I saw a large black wolf outside, staring up at my window.

‎ ‎Right outside my window. ‎ ‎

When daddy finds out he's going to skin him. I rolled back onto my side and looked out the window at the tops of the trees in the distance. I didn't know that our windows aren't really windows until today. I could see through other people's windows with the drone, but when I buzzed our house earlier, all I saw was the reflection of the light outside. Daddy had surrounded the whole house with one-way glass.

I clung to his shoulders, nails digging in, face buried in his neck. He stopped in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The city sprawled below us—lights glittering like scattered diamonds, cars tiny moving specks, people invisible at this height but still there. Still watching, maybe, if they looked up. He pressed my back to the cold glass. I hissed at the contrast—hot skin against icy window. He thrust once—slow, deep—pinning me there. “Look at them,” he whispered against my ear. “All those people down there… they could look up right now and see you. See me fucking you against this window like a desperate little slut.”

“Oh, good God!,” I yawn as l lazily open my sleepy eyes and dragged myself out of the bed. I moved to the other corner of the room behind my window, yes I know what you're thinking. You're right, That’s the first place I look every morning, wishing to see her or maybe something. I don’t think I have any clue why I do that, but the whole knowledge of me knowing she lives across me and I can sometimes look out my window and get a glimpse of her or her shadow is enough reason for me to do that.