Tricky Eyes Novels & Stories

I said, smiling wickedly, “I’ve had the opposite problem.” He laughed harder at that than the joke deserved, mostly because it let him feel I was still playing rather than interrogating. Which I was. Both. Always both. “What kind of off?” I asked. He swallowed. “Eyes, for one. Not all the time. Only if the light catches them wrong. Or moonlight. They kind of...” He lifted a hand, searching for the right shape. “Flash. Catch strange. Not glowing, that sounds stupid, but too bright. Too alive. Like an animal’s eyes in headlights.”

I just learnt how to get a hold of my powers, and the witch hunters were going to be here soon. The woman screamed again. The labour was proving difficult. I could hear the baby straining. It was a girl. I had to think fast, so I did the only thing I could do. “Sameli”. I whispered into the air and everyone fell asleep. I walked slowly to the pregnant woman. She was asleep too. I woke her up. It was dangerous for the Baby. She opened her eyes slowly, and they were the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. I saw worry etched on her face. Her veins popping out and going in. Pain. She was in pain.

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

It was rough but it still framed her face, perfectly accentuating the deep color of her eyes. "Are you okay?" Florence's voive cuts through my mini scrutiny. Even though I was just caught, it didn't stop me from stealing glances." What's wrong?" Big for eyes stared at me, and it didn't take long before I got lost in them. If I wasn't careful I…. "You're what's wrong." I snapped and she flinched. "You! You are the problem." "But…." "What did you think huh?" I sneered. "That you could die before paying up your father's death?"

Nora remembered Alexander was always captivated by her legs As she slipped into the dress, she loved how it highlighted her figure, enhancing her confidence. The way it hugged her curves made her feel powerful, and ready to face any situation. The dark hue brought out her eyes and complemented her skin tone perfectly. For her makeup, she decided on a bold yet classic look. She began with a flawless base, carefully blending her foundation to achieve a natural glow. Her eyes received attention next, and she opted for a smoky eye with a touch of shimmer, making her brown eyes pop. She lined her eyes delicately with black eyeliner, enhancing their shape.

Even though she had never purchased anything expensive in her life, she had enough sense to recognize high-end luxury when she saw it. As she wandered near the base of the staircase, a large framed photograph caught her eye. It was a portrait of a teenage boy, likely between the ages of fourteen and sixteen. His chin was held high in an arrogant tilt, and his lips were pressed into a narrow line. His eyes were so intensely dark that she could envision storm clouds swirling within them, complementing his sharp, strong jawline. She found herself utterly captivated by his elegant, intense features.

LUCY: "What was that about in the dungeon? You seemed scared after we left," Trish asks as we head back to the packhouse. I wasn't sure how to explain to her what I saw, so I shrugged it off. "Mom calls it Dragon Eyes," Trish responds at random. I stop in my tracks and look at her. What is she referring to? The way my eyes shift?

someone mutters After a deathly silence, Everyone goes back to laughing and chatting.I look at The mysterious guy and his normal eye color is back .I hope I'm okay mentally because what I saw with his eyes was definitely not a mind trick .And why did he want to be addressed as alpha or maybe that's his nickname I guess .He adjusts his cap to look at me and I'm met with a pair of dark striking green eyes.I know have seen those eyes somewhere .No it couldn't be the wolf in my dreams no way!He furrows his eyebrows in a slightly confused way which By the way I find cute . "So fucking beautiful,"he whispers inaudibly as he helps me stand up.I feel a jolt of electricity surge through my body as I

I sadly add. "I sorta can," Nate shocks me by saying. I look at him with large eyes until he elaborates. I was pleased to see he face was clear tonight, no glasses of any kind guarding his eyes, which he blushed madly about when it was the first thing I said to him when he got into my car. "I can see better in the dark. Bright lights are what irritate my eyes. But when it's dark, I can see outlines of things. Like if you put up your fingers," he reaches down and grabs my hand in his and my breathing instantly hitches in my chest, "I can tell you're holding up three of them."

For a moment, he sighed and then raised the frames of his drooping glasses to the bridge of his droopy nose. “Please come in, Madam. See! It's a miracle. Your husband is awake and able to speak normally." The doctor stepped out after tapping my shoulder a few times. We look. The doctor's height made me have to look up a little to freely see his face. The wind whistled in my ear. I flinched and turned my gaze to the corner of the room. "Jack!" I cried to myself when I found a man with bare chest and piercing eyes standing like a silhouette in the corner of Kevin's treatment room.