Novel & Cerita Watching You Lisa Jewell

Anaya yelled, her eyes locked on the dark silhouette of Christ Church looming at the far end of the square. Vikram reached into his leather satchel, his fingers brushing past the cold glass of the vial before gripping the shattered silver pocket watch they had pulled from the underground vault. The metal casing was burning hot now, the internal friction of its forced counter-rotation melting the intricate brass gears within. He raised the watch toward the advancing line of shadow entities and slammed his thumb down on the master winding crown.

He just stood there, still watching me. And I was already gone. I knew his names now—Adrian. Lisa let out a sharp breath beside me, pinching my arm hard enough to snap me out of the trance. “Holy hell,” she whispered, eyes wide. I could practically feel the excitement radiating off her like heat. And it wasn’t just her. Every woman in line—VIP or general—was watching him. Watching us. But Adrian didn’t even glance their way. His eyes stayed on me. “You know him?” Lisa asked, leaning close, voice barely audible over the thumping bass.

“Perfect timing. Come watch.” Jenny’s mouth opened but nothing came out at first. Lisa slowed her hips just enough to keep me buried deep and locked, then reached back and grabbed my thigh to keep me folded open under her. “I said come watch,” Lisa repeated, firmer. “He’s locked up so he can’t finish. I’ve been using him for the last twenty minutes. You should see the way he shakes.”

“What kind of tribute?” He smiled slowly. “The kind that shows the world exactly who we are. Just wait patiently, my love.” My phone vibrated inside my clutch. I excused myself to the powder room as calmly as I could and checked it quickly. A message from Lisa’s new number. “He hired watchers. Rumors already spreading outside. Be ready for anything.” I deleted it fast and stepped back into the hall. A major guest, an older woman covered in diamonds, stopped me with a curious smile.

Blaze stared at her back intently with his eyes full of lust and come wasteful things. "Just look at the way he is staring at you, I'm really afraid that he might do something that he shouldn't do" Lisa muttered. "It was a good idea to put a camera in my butt" Lily rolled her eyes and continued what she was doing as if she didn't notice the eyes of the person behind her. "Ok. I'm watching out for Ryan but his do we make him come here?" Lily asked. "Just continue with your acting and leave the rest to me." Lisa looked at her computer and slowly moved her fingers.

I stick the key into the ignition, looking up when something dark catches my eye. It's him. The Watchman. He's standing where he always stands but this time he's facing me, like he wants me to see him. He's completely motionless-a statue-and then he vanishes into thin air. Oh. My. God. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. Am I hallucinating? Has losing my entire family finally pushed me over the edge? Can taking Prozac for over two months cause some kind of delusional side effect?

"Look at her and where she’s headed." Ava's eyes zoomed in on Lisa's hand, and her smile grew wider. "Ah, yes. The little spy… what is she up to?" Ava's eyes remained fixed on the screen as Lisa approached her room, her heart racing with anticipation. Lisa stopped outside the door, hesitated for a moment, and then entered, turning on the lights. Ava's mind raced with questions, silently asking herself, "What is Lisa doing? What is she looking for?" On the screen, Lisa began to search the room, her eyes scanning every inch of the space. She stopped in front of a picture on the dresser, a graduation photo of Emily Greenfield - Ava's former identity. Ava's eyes narrowed, her grip on the armrest

Casting her eyes on each person in the room, she then closed her eyes before everything that happened in the last few minutes when she had been sleeping appeared in her eyes. Josiah rolled his eyes when he realized that Marcus would not stop staring at him before diverting his eyes and looking at Lisa. To him, even though he had just avoided calamity when Leila woke up, he knew that it wouldn't be long before he was asked the same question since he knew that the family of three did not trust him at all. Lisa, whom he had grown up with since she was a child could be the only one present who could ruin his big plans. His eyes flashed for a second at her while Lisa started feeling dizzy making

I sneered and glared at Leon sharply. “Since you’ve already joined the ranks of upper class society, why have your wife take revenge on the Stanes? It’s all because of your pitiful pride, really.” Leon’s expression turned dark, and he threatened me, “If I could destroy the Stanes, I can destroy your family too!” I calmly unlocked my phone. This time, I showed all of the photos to Leon and said indifferently, “Transfer the money into my bank account before 6 p.m. tomorrow. If I don’t see it, I’m going to show everyone these interesting pictures.”

It kept her engrossed, but now that she was lying around, bare-faced, and in her pajamas, the blandness of doing nothing felt rather nice. Later that morning, as Jade showered and slipped into something equally comfortable as her pajamas, her friend threw the ingredients for beef stew into the crockpot. After she finished blow-drying her hair, they both settled onto the couch, still sluggish and having nothing better to do than binge-watch one of Marissa's favorite tv series. "You have to watch it from the beginning," she pleaded, "I'm telling you, Olivia Pope is a total badass." She clapped her hands, hyping herself up before starting season one of Scandal. Jade giggled and rolled her eyes.