Novel & Cerita Your Eyes Staring Back At Me

As I stared in his angry eyes, I tried to figure out what his problem was with me. The way that he was staring at me was too scary. Like all the fury in the world was gathered into his eyes just for me. His eyes flickered from me to Elliot and back, glaring at the both of us as if he wanted to kill us one by one.

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The only difference is that you can probably see me clearly while my view of you was very blurry because of the tears. I have never cry this much ever. "Remember about the stars? When you miss me nor miss seeing my face, just look over the brightest star you pointed that night. That would be me staring at you straight in to your eyes. Straight like how straight I am staring at you right now. Means staring at that star is like staring at me in the eyes already." "Just take me with you."

I leaned back against the door, eyes nearly fluttering at the sound of his voice, the warm breath from his mouth. I stared at him pointedly, forcing my voice to sound firm, but it only came out as a whisper. “Then I guess you missed one tiny detail about me, Mr. Stalker.” The glasses only protected my eyes from screens because I couldn’t stare at a bright screen for too long without black spots in my vision. So I didn’t have it on all the time. Amusement flickered in Alaric’s eyes and he let out an amused breath which had no damn business causing my core to pulsate.

So very similar to Rosalynd's. No, not similar. The same. They have the same eyes. The same color, the same shape. Smiling, he mouths “Tag, you’re it.” His eyes start to glow. Mesmerized, they grow brighter and brighter and I find myself unable to look away. Unable to do anything but stare. My eyes are beginning to burn from the glare but I cannot look away. I cannot even blink. My whole face feels like it is on fire now, not just my eyes, and I begin to scream. I pass out from the pain.

If this is my end I didn't want to awe the pained look on their faces. But one thing changes my mind when I thought about it. Not that I am going to now look at their faces, No, I wasn't going to still do that but I have one person I have to stare at. I have just had to give this person one last evil stare if that is all I can do before my end. I targeted and turned up my gaze towards Grayson and Tristan. I made sure my stare meant what it was intended for to them before I drop down my face…

He asked finally meeting my eyes and I gulped at the intensity of his stare. It's like his ocean-blue eyes were burning holes into my plain brown eyes.

I fired back. I cried there. Her eyes widened at me. His eyes staring at me irritated. I lifted my eyes and shivered when her eyes were so cold to me.

Precise and measured. Dark eyes. Calm expression. The kind of presence that doesn’t need to announce itself to be felt. The kind that watches. The kind that waits. My stomach tightens because the man across the room. He looks exactly like that description. No. Not exactly. Too close. My fingers curl slightly against the table. That’s impossible. It has to be. “What are you staring at?” Elara’s voice cuts through, pulling at the edge of my focus. “Mirella?” I blink, forcing myself to look away for a second—but it feels wrong, like turning my back on what I shouldn’t. “Nothing,” I say, too quickly. Nerina doesn’t believe me. I can feel it before she even speaks.

He was staring with such a ravenous look in his eyes. And it was me he was staring at.