When His Eyes Opened Audiobook Novels & Stories

I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. “Open. Your. Eyes” The man ordered, sternly. His voice had a way of nestling between my legs, giving the organ between them a pulse. His breath was rigid. My eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze and the time stopped. “MATE…” we both let out in unison.

4 5 6 …. 7 8 …. 9 10.... 11 12 …. 13 14 ... 15 Emmet opened his eyes, as soon as he realised that he was only giving himself more of the pain that he so did not want right now. He pried open his eyes again and was relieved that he was able to perceive them again. He rolled them around to see the world around him as completely different, in terms of both space and time.

Damien, Aurora, and Null stood in a half-circle, heartbeats synchronized in anticipation. The man on the table drew a tremulous breath, his chest rising and falling with the mechanical hiss of the life support. His dark hair clung damp to his brow, auburn in the dawn glow, and his eyes—those startling amber eyes—opened slowly. Recognition and confusion warred in their depths. He sat up, instinctively wiping a finger across the condensation on the pod’s transparent wall. “Where am I?” His voice was soft, layered with a timbre that echoed Eve’s gentleness.

**** My eyes felt heavy and my body felt weak, like the weight of the world was resting on it. I struggled to open my eyes, flinching for a second as the light pierced my eyes. I winced silently at the pain as voices lingered around me. After a few attempts at opening my eyes, my blurry vision suddenly became clear. My eyes darted around. I could see that I was in a dark room, with a fire lit in the middle, inside what seemed like a metal drum. The room had a few wooden chairs and a small window. I could see a man seated in one of the wooden chairs, his back facing me as he placed a phone to his ear.

So stop running. He opens his eyes again.

And the fear that I might lose him forever gnawed at my insides, a truth I couldn’t deny. His finger twitched slightly, a sign that he was slowly coming back to consciousness. I rushed to his side, my pulse pounding in my ears. "Henry?" I whispered, my voice trembling with hope. I can see a moment as his eyeballs move in his closed eyelids. Then his eyes fluttered open, golden and dimmed by the weight of everything he had endured. But they were open. And for the first time in a week, I saw him—truly saw him—alive.

**Indistinct Chattering** Adams is lying lifelessly on the floor with his eyes closed. He could hear some people talking, but their words were inaudible. "What voices are that?" He slowly forced the words out with his eyes half-opened, but his vision was blurry. "Am I dead?" As he mentioned the last word, he suddenly gasped out air and opened his eyes. "Where am I?" From the rich brown earthen hues of the forest ground to the sweetness of the blue-white sky, the forest is a three-dimensional wonderland for the eyes who are willing to absorb the light that shines brightly.

I said awkwardly. Without saying a word, he just stood there, closing his eyes. I don't want to think, but a part of me is guessing that he is delighted to hear my voice. Or am I just assuming? When he opened his eyes, I swear I saw his irises flash a dazzling gold before disappearing and being replaced by blue. Am I still drunk? With a rich, deep, mesmerizing voice, he spoke, "Yeah, and I bet I was lucky today," Upon hearing his voice, which was so deep and manly, I found myself liking it, wanting to hear his voice more.

It took me a moment to realize the memories were Auðr’s. I saw it all on fast rewind, including the night he was turned and how his mortal life ended. Then it went black. I knew I wasn’t in the bedroom when I opened my eyes. I don’t think I was anywhere in particular. It was just an empty void of black and purple. I looked around, blinking as I saw Eclipse to my right and Auðr to my left. They weren’t looking at me. They were looking forward. I looked in that direction and saw someone approaching us.

Immediately, at the thought of that, my eyes flew open. But I’d shut them back that same instant as soon as they failed to adjust to the light because of how sudden I’d opened them. So instead, I’d decided to listen to the voices in my environment and I was beyond elated when I heard Alpha Fleki’s voice in a distance and he was engaged in what seemed to be a serious conversation. Carefully, I opened my eyes gradually so that they’d adjust to the light and my eyes landed on the person I’d wanted to see the most.