Novel & Cerita Your Eyes Staring Back At Me

He is staring straight at me. Those sharp, crystal-blue eyes are locked onto mine, piercing through the distance between the dining table and the sofa. I blink rapidly, caught completely off guard. It feels like he is looking straight into my soul, peeling back the layers of my hoodie and my sweatpants to read every messy, jealous thought currently racing through my mind.

When her eyes met mine again, a single teardrop slid down her cheek. ”- he’s dying,” those words would become the words that sent me over the edge. I looked around the room, everyone's eyes widened a fraction, when I saw my reflection in the mirror, I understood why. My eyes were glowing, a golden shine with silver orbs were staring back at me- it was new. My eyes found Malia, she was standing behind Amber with a hand on her back. When she saw me, Malia removed her hand, she gulped slightly but remained eye contact.

Not a single scar. And then, I looked at the man who stared back at me, his icy blue eyes lit in shock. “Who are you?”

Instead of breaking our staring contest, I glare right back at him, challenging him. Come and get me, I’m saying. You’re on, his glare says back.

Sharp stares, tight mouths, eyes like they were all about to say something I wouldn’t like. And they were looking right at me.

Looking in the mirror I take in my normal appearance, my pale skin, long straight black hair. Leaning closer, I look into my own eyes, yeah just me, same old me. ‘Look closer’ The annoying, snarky voice comes. Look closer, leaning in, I look at my bright blue eyes. In an instant they flash silver. I jumped back from the mirror, what the hell was that?

"OK, look at me." He paused before saying, "You." Angela was embarrassed, "I knew it. You can't bear looking at my face right now. " She averted her gaze and moved to the window, her back to Leonardo. "You may depart at this time. No reason could persuade me otherwise. And please stop staring at me. " "I'll come back for you," Leonardo said flatly. "You don't have to, I resigned," Angela stated solemnly. "What?" Leonardo turned to face her his brows aligned. He didn't look away from her. Angela couldn't break the spell in his eyes. It was also upsetting. "You can't quit like this."

EMMA'S POV Loving and deadly stares. Stares that eat up the soul but does not consume. Glances that make the butterflies in my belly flutter furiously. These are the words to explain how his brown pupils stare at me every time we get a chance to talk or seat side by side.

Rachel P. O. V. Purple Shiny Eyes... Those eyes are staring at me with such meaningful look, as if they are trying to express something, words can not grant, and somehow I feel like I am drawn to them as if they are calling me. And just like how I feel a long time ago.

I straighten immediately, and turn towards the forest's edge, my heart leaping to my throat. And see two eyes staring back at me.