With My Eyes Wide Open Book Novels & Stories

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.

change themselves, get rid of poverty and discrimination, but it continues and even I was made subject to it, so I had no choice but to do this, and even after I wore this eye for 40 years I don't feel any danger to my life, I feel young and strong as ever. I didn't do this to put the human side at a disadvantage, I wanted to power up every human so that they can be the strongest in the universe, that's why I created these eyes. But the hatred and foolishness in humans have not changed and it would only destroy the human race if I revealed this power. I don't have much longer to live, before the officials find this book I will be long gone as I have made it so that it can be published throu

But just as she opened them, her eyes widened so much that it looked as though her eyeballs were about to bounce out of her sockets. *********

I heard him end the quiet, just now acknowledging how I lost myself in thinking. I lifted my head and stared at his scrutinizing look, and allowed my eyes to fall onto the book again before replying, "Certainly not, this book has it all: class conflict, politics, religion, women’s rights, and passion. It makes you think, it makes you reflect on what was and it makes you ponder how we got from one point to another." I expressed it without holding back. I found it refreshing to pour my mind out to someone who doesn't totally detest me.

Everything was dark for a whole two freaking minutes. I could fill the pain, and later I became immune to the so-called pain. I became tired of shutting my eyes close, so I finally decided that it would be best if I at least tried to open my eyes because embracing death with a mighty smile is what makes one a legend...Well! This is just from my y mentality. I forced my eyes open. Not minding the pain. Finally! When my eyes were finally shut open, all that I could see were bright lights. The light was so bright that I knew that I made my way to heaven above.

Tingles of tears were gathering inside my eyes, but I never wanted to believe what I was thinking. Then I opened the door. My eyes opened wide, as though they were about to fall out of their sockets, as a thousand thoughts ran through my head.

I begin to look around hurriedly so that I can get the idea of it all, before she comes to her room. Walking around like an aimless dog, I begin to check different things until my eyes fall on something I didn't expect my eyes would be on. Getting my hands on the book, written at the back is, 'my secrets..' I know that kind of book could be a lie and also, it can contain some elements of truth. I opened up and what I set my eyes on almost got my leg trembling. 'What! she planned all this.' I almost couldn't believe my eyes, because the sight of the plan is so terrifying.

“You’re still awake? What are you thinking about?” I stiffened and opened my eyes in a daze. When our gazes met, I realized that Zachary had been looking at me all along. At that moment, I felt, in a manner I could not explain, as though a corner of my heart were quietly collapsing, leaving me entirely defenseless. His gaze was so steady and intent, and I could hear no trace of desire in his thoughts. In that instant, his concern felt wholly sincere. I looked at him. Perhaps it was the quiet of the night, or perhaps it was because I could perceive his thoughts and know what was on his mind. For the first time, I let down all my defenses.

My heart stopped. I opened my eyes.

"The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The sparkle in your eyes fascinates me. They are hazel. The way your eyes grow big when you don't do anything wrong and be innocent. That's what differentiates you from others. They are beautiful. Your eyes have the power of showing the reflection of the world. I... I feel your eyes are the purest things in this world. They just can't lie. They are like an open book. Anyone can read you through them and that's what makes me afraid. I want to be the only person to read your eyes. I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes.