Tobias Ghost Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Intoxicating and addictive enough to make my toes curl. He leans away from my kiss, and our gazes clash. "Buy something pretty with my card. White and gold are definitely your colors. Perhaps even blue, like your eyes." Like my eyes? "Do you think my eyes are pretty?" He smiles. "Very." My chest constricts because his words and actions contradict themselves. Already, I can't tell fairytales and dreams apart from reality. What does he think about me, really? "I should leave," Tobias opens the door, and with one last glance over his shoulder, he smiles at me. "See you at the brunch."

Tobias takes out a piece of cloth and he covers my eyes. “Tobias, where are we going?” I inquired when I felt him moving. “Just walk and don't worry, I will be your eyes, Little Wolf.” I bit my bottom lips first before stepping my feet away. Tobias has become my eyes because I couldn't see anything after he covered my eyes. I just trust Tobias and there's nothing I should be worrying about. Tobias will never put my life in danger. I have trust in him.

Gabriel lifted up his eyes and slightly swept a glance at system ‘Eye’ who was silently exhorting his Host. System ‘Eye’ as if knowing he was exposed, only smiled and shrugged, pouting and had gone to his original position once again, but if one person had paid close attention to him, the invisible mist serve as system ‘Eye’ soul that the real form of system ‘Eye’ that was still resting on Gabriel palm that was floating trembled. Gabriel felt it too as his palm slightly throbbed and was in a moment of itch. Gabriel inhaled and looks at the nephew who was looking at him but half of the eyes was obviously lowered and clenching the other side of her arm as if suppressing something.

Selina's eyes immediately became cold, like freezing snow, colder than the moonlight outside, just like that, shining with cold rays. Her ash gray eyes seemed to have narrowed at the moment that the creaking sound was heard. Now, in Selina's eyes, there seemed to be a swirling vortex. The storm came, and the ashes caught on fire, burning everything until only ashes remained. The ghost seems to have appeared in a blur, softly but flickering at the bottom of her eyes.

Zelena. Tobias filled the doorway. His soft chocolate skin glistened with sweat, and his dark eyes were fixed on me. He stepped through the door and in a blink, he was spinning me around off the stool to stand facing him and had dropped to his knees in front of me. His movements were too fast for Gunner to recognize as he stumbled off his stool and looked down at Tobias with a growl. Tobias had both my hands in his and his forehead pressed against the back of my fingers. The heat from his body was swirling all around the room, but his scent was a mess, relief, sadness, guilt, fear, joy. All of these emotions hit my nose in one quick sweep.

I sobbed. "Esha I don't think it is him. You can ask him directly. Maybe you misunderstood." Dua tried convincing me. "You better stop it Dua. Shakshi Tanwar has grey eyes. She freaking had grey eyes. And Aadhvik even he have the same grey eyes." I said. "Don't be dumb Esha, there are many people with the same grey eyes. Don't be so stupid." Dua yells. I found his potrait hung on the wall. Looking at his face itself made me feel disgusted. I got up and threw that potrait down.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

They were midway across the path, in front of a cemetery when suddenly graves started opening. "What is going on?" Isabella asked, clutching onto Chris tightly. Chris was suddenly sweating so furiously but Ariel was cool and her face was blank and devoid of any emotions. They stood there watching six tombs open and six scary-looking ghosts walked out. Isabella was already whitish in appearance knowing who they are. Chris's hairs were all up and his eyes green, his normal sight nature. "GREETINGS TO THE SPECIAL ONE." One of them muttered. "GREETINGS TO THE LITTLE GODDESS." Another muttered.

Grayson shut his eyes tight, his lips trembling as he muttered incoherently, "No, no, this isn't Belle. This can't be her! She's selfish, cruel, and vindictive. Someone like that doesn't just die—she wouldn't—she couldn't." Liam leaned in, his voice low and seething with rage. "Afraid, are you? Open your eyes, you bastard. Look at her! Look at how she died protecting your child! While she was fighting for her last breath, you were busy playing house with that bitch in the hospital." Grayson's resistance crumbled under Liam's force. His eyes opened, and when they met the sight of my pale, lifeless form, he broke down. He wept—deep, guttural sobs that shook his entire body.

Relief flooded her, but almost immediately, the fiery heat in her body surged, overwhelming her. She slid down against the wall, her strength giving out, and pulled off her T-shirt in an attempt to cool down. Her breathing was heavy, and her pounding heartbeat echoed in her ears. Her entire body felt as though it were being devoured by ants, the sensation unbearable. She couldn’t stop the soft, stifled moans that escaped her lips. Suddenly, a sharp click pierced the air, and the lights flicked on. Tara’s vision blurred, her consciousness slipping away. Through her hazy gaze, she saw a tall, striking man walking toward her.