Tricky Eyes Novels & Stories

Marcus stared at me immediately. There were flashes of shock, fear, and uneasiness in his eyes. I forced out a smile. "You know what I'm like. I've never lied to you. Besides, I don't know how to act. After all, you of all people know how tiring it is to put up an act, right?" Marcus didn't doubt me at all. He believed every word I said, just like how I once believed he'd remain loyal to me forever.

" 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"

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

“True Eyes” Like beacons of light in a dark night, True Eyes swiftly pierced through the cloud of obstruction in Mane’s way and revealed what was hidden beneath. Empowered by the rich power of the Supreme and fortified by the senses of a Scholar, True Eyes saw what was meant to be hidden and relayed the information to the one who defeated its former master.

He asked, his forehead creased. "Yes, it makes your cheeks turn red." "I know what blush is, but I definitely don’t blush." "You just did." "Something is wrong with your eyes. Let me check." He chuckled as he put his hand on my chin and began raising my eyelids with his finger as if he was checking something. I laughed heartily as I swatted his hand away. "What are you doing?" "Just making sure you don’t have an eye problem or something." "I don't have a problem. Maybe you have…"

It was at least the size of a saucer. She slay a bat and spilled the blood on her body, Lucy shook but still didn't wake up. Her wheezy, cackling voice rose higher and higher as she neared the end of her incantation. A row of teeth, blackened and broken into stubs, like old tombstones, lay below her cruel and jagged eyebrows. They hinted at her cruelty as they arced up and over her dead-fish eyes like sickles. Those eyes suddenly shimmered with the spite of a thousand years as she turned fully towards Travis and pinned him with her gaze.

Tracy was watching me from her chair with the sharp, narrowed focus she sometimes got when the confusion lifted briefly. I was nearly done with the midday medication round, file closed, ready to leave, when she spoke. "That child," Tracy said. "She’s yours?" "Yes," I said. Tracy's eyes moved over my face with that calculating look that had nothing foggy about it. "She has unusual eyes," she said, after a moment. "Yes," I said, and picked up the file. "Hazel," Tracy said, before I could move. "They shift color depending on the light."

I could feel his breath fanning my face. He then moved his gaze back to my eyes boring them into mine. I didn't dare to move my gaze as I am hypnotized by his closeness. My mind is not in a position to comprehend anything. I have never been so close to any male earlier. He continued looking into my eyes and me in his. "Trickster," he muttered looking directly into my eyes. He called my eyes as trickister. He then moved his eyes down from my eyes to my chest that was heaving up and down due to his closeness. I instantly put my hands over it to cover them from his dirty stares.

And Cole's eyes were flickering with. ...I don't know what? It has some kind of intensity, and what I told you about his eyes? Yeah that he has some kind of dangerous eyes; If one would look at them, or directly gaze at them- the person is going to fall into a trap! Yes, a trap his eyes are a trap with those brown breathtaking orbs, his long eyelashes and the emotion behind it! One would surrender to him just because of his eyes. That's why I have taken a pledge of not meeting his eyes; in short, it would be easy in that way to not get influenced by his presence.

I just need… Blue eyes form behind my eyes, I close mine tightly willing the image to disappear. I open my eyes quickly and flip Bailey over, looking into her dig doe browns. I wildly buck into her, but her face becomes blurry and the image of a blonde with those electric blues comes flooding back skewing my vision.