You Re The Apple Of My Eye Novels & Stories

he said with mischievous glints in his eyes. "Before you go, Rose, an apple a day makes you healthier." He pressed the apple into my hands, while locking me up in his mesmerizing gaze. I forcefully let my hands off his, and the apple fell, rolling off to wherever. "This is your last warning, Gabriel. Be sure to stay out of my sight." And I sauntered angrily out of his sight.

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I rolled my eyes at him and she again said, "Did you just roll your eyes at me?" I smiled knowing that she misunderstood me, I replied, "NO and NO." She frowned and asked, "What do you mean by that?" I replied calmly when my heart was racing and Dav craving to go near her, "I don't go straight to anyone's kitchen, it's that apple pie's aroma, secondly I didn't roll my eyes at you. "

This is about possession, about claiming, about reminding both of us that I belong to him in every way that matters. The stitches in his side are definitely torn. I can feel the blood—warm and wet—soaking into the sheets, mixing with the sweat that's dripping off both of us. His eyes are locked on mine, and there's something so raw in his expression that it steals my breath worse than the physical sensation ever could. "I love you," he says, and the words come out strangled between thrusts. "You're the apple of my eyes, Bunny. Hell and earth shall pass, but you shall be mine for eternity."

The flame flickered to life, casting its warm, insistent glow over the amulet. "Oh, I believe you," I murmured, holding the amulet to the flame. "I believe you're a spineless man, greedy enough to keep a foot in both worlds."

“Celeste, I had no other choice but to offer my precious daughter, the apple of my eye. Sweetheart, don’t blame Daddy for giving you up, okay? Just know that it’s all for peace.” What!!!

I didn’t know if it was because he was right there with me or this particular apple was just delicious, but I didn’t care as long as I was feeling okay. “It’s delicious. Thank you.” I appreciated him, and then he smiled. He moved it closer to my mouth as I opened my mouth to crush the apple, I saw a glint of desire in his eyes. He had an intense look at me that made my insides almost crumble. It was nice, but made me feel a little uncomfortable, so I broke the eye contact and cleared my throat. “Have it.” He said to me, and I received the apple from him and held it tight, feeling a little tense, but getting more and more curious.

she said to me, her hand still holding up the soap for me to see. I held her hand with the soap and I said to her. "I have never told any of them that their eyes are the most beautiful I have ever seen, but I have surely told them that they have beautiful eyes. You are the only person whose eyes mesmerize me to say such words. Even now that I am looking at it, your doubts are plainly written on it, they are still the most beautiful eyes ever. It goes beyond color and eye shape, Tania. It goes beyond how long your eyelashes are. Your eyes are magnificent."

I push my glasses up my nose and grab my own glass. “I’m a klutz. I know stains come out easy on these sofas already.” She laughs and takes a big gulp of her wine. I do the same before picking up my phone. Biting my lip, I debate doing what I’ve been thinking about doing since I got home. “Maybe we can G****e him a little.” Apple’s eyes light up. “You just said we shouldn’t!” She puts her glass down on the table. “And what do you mean a little? What’s a little G****e?”

My eyes dropped to the tray. I reached for the knife, but she grabbed it first—then pierced it hard into the apple. I flinched. “Let me tell you something…” Her eyes sharpened. “I don’t trust you one bit. I don’t know where he found his ‘hidden mate’ in the space of two days, but I swear—I will slice through every lie the same way I cut this apple.” Her voice made my skin crawl. No one is ever this nice to me without reason. I knew it!!