When His Eyes Opened Book Amazon Novels & Stories

But I believed he was not some gruesome looking person before all these injuries had been inflicted on him. He twitched some more, and I saw his eyelashes flutter a little. A plume rose up in the air, turning into a cloud of smoke, the dying embers crackling and sputtering out in a moment. The man took a few deep breaths suddenly, as if the air around him did not contain enough oxygen. And then his eyes flew open. I took a step back to see the eyes…or whatever that was. There was no iris nor pupil. Everything inside was pitch black.

"Please don't leave me. Please. I can't... I can't do this without you." His thick, dark eyelashes twitched against his right eye. Then, as though summoning every remaining fragment of strength, he forced his eyes open. The bright, terrifying gold of his Alpha gaze had vanished entirely, replaced by a dull, unfocused amber that struggled to find me. Yet the moment his vision settled on my face, a tiny smile touched his bloodied mouth.

I took it and stood there as I wanted for him to do whatever he was planning to do next. ‘‘Open it, the back,’’ he reminded me as I apologized and flipped the back page to see what he had written. ‘‘Your eyes are the deepest shade of the richest earth, and they speak of how I belong. Your eyes shine bright with the love that is within, love those spreads throughout the black expanse of the amazing universe and lights it up in the long run. Your eyes speak love and innocence.’’ I gasped as I finished reading the last sentence and covered my mouth with my hands.

I told said, still not opening my eyes. “I am here Little One. Why don’t you open your eyes and see for yourself.” I heard him whisper, it felt like hot breath was against my cheeks as he spoke. Opening my eyes, I was pleasantly surprised to find Hunter’s deep blue eyes just inches from mine. He was stretched out over me, holding himself up with his arms and I didn’t even care how I was here. I was just glad to be here with him. My brain was a little foggy, so maybe this was a dream, but it felt so real.

Maybe… maybe I’d find answers about the big betrayal here. I opened it. The first line glowed faintly in the dim room: “I am the fire—” And then the world went black. Not metaphorically. Not because I blinked. I went blind. It took me a moment to accept the fact that I had lost my eyes just after reading the first line! My breath seized. “What—what’s happening?” I whispered, reaching out into space. “I can’t—I can’t see—I can’t see!” Panic clawed up my throat.

********* Thanks so much to everyone who has reached this far in reading my book *wipes tears* I'm so honored that you are loving the book which is why I'm requesting that if you are reading it and loving it, don't forget to leave a vote or a comment. I promise I don't bite *covers my eyes shyly* ********* Her eyes fluttered open, the unfamiliar scent of medicines and ammonia hitting her nostrils. She tried moving opening her mouth but the thing plunged in her mouth like a snorkel prevented her from doing so.

I thought: Kaden Cross found his father's locked room and opened it and sent it to me. I thought: that is a man beginning to understand the size of what he did. Zane's shoulder was warm against mine. I leaned into it. I opened the book again. I read. The fire burned low. The founding ground slept around us. And somewhere three hundred miles south, Kaden Cross sat at his window and looked north and thought about a locked room and an old book and the girl with the silver eyes who was reading it tonight on founding ground that was going to change everything.

As it slowly came above the opening, the stand clicked into place and two wings opened up on each side before turning the entire stand to white marbled stone and with a flashing light, a thick gold book appeared . “No matter how many times I see that, it never fails to amaze me” Heather whispered reverently. Jon raised his head and walked to the dias, his steps quietly echoing. When he approaches the stand, the book opens itself and the pages start to flicker, opening to the page he needed. After reading the passage, he visabilly shakes, his throat working hard to swallow from the lump now growing. “What? What is it?” Heather whispered. She gasped when she saw Jon raise his head and look at

He just dodged without any change. "Swoosh!" Finally, he resisted countless moves. Zephyr Khan's closed eyes moved slightly. Buzz His eyes suddenly opened and closed. His eyes opened! "He opens his eyes! Zephyr Khan has opened his eyes!" The sharp-eyed disciple let out a sharp cry, as if he had seen a miracle. However, at this time, Zephyr Khan's eyes were very dull and wooden. Only deep in his eyes, there was a mysterious aura, as if it contained the universe, enough to make people intoxicated.

And the man he tried to erase— Had just opened his eyes.