How To Describe Brown Eyes

He was the boy that no one noticed. He was quiet, bland to the naked eye, a total wallflower who sat on the sidelines and lacked in eye contact with those around him though he had the type of eyes that made you feel like you could drown. He tried his best to blend into the background, but what he didn't know was that he was the only one that caught my eye. He was the most intriguing person I had ever laid eyes on even though he couldn't see me. He couldn't see anything.

“Accept it! You cannot fucking run away from me. You can NEVER escape me. It would be better for you if you just accept that your fate is with ME. You are mine!” Emma shut her eyes, sobbing quietly beneath him. She knew she could never escape him; she knew he would never let her go. But that wouldn’t stop her from trying. She swallowed her fear and looked back at him with tearful, defiant eyes. “I-I’m not yours! I can never be yours. I am just a maid who works in your house. Y-you have no right to claim me like this,” she fired back. It didn’t shock Alexander. It amused him. His fiery cat was finally baring her claws. “You are mine, Emma,” he murmured, his voice dark and absolute. “You were mine the moment I laid my eyes on you. You were mine when you opened that door for me. You were mine when I saved you from the guy at the party who almost ruined you… You are mine, and you will always be mine.” She heard the sharp sound of his belt unbuckling, her eyes widening in panic. She pushed him as hard as she could, but nothing could stop a monster from claiming what belonged to him. ___ Alexander King is a ruthless, powerful billionaire who doesn’t know how to love—he only knows how to possess. Trapped under his lustful eyes, Emma is pulled into a dark, controlling world. He will break every rule and burn the world down to keep her. But what happens when the cage is made of overwhelming desire, and the monster refuses to let go?

I had just moved in when the young male model across the hall called the police. He claimed I had fallen in love with him, turned bitter when he rejected me, and had been harassing him ever since—banging on his door, threatening him, and even trying to sexually coerce him. When the police showed up, he pointed right at me and started yelling, “Pervert! You knock on my door every night! You even use binoculars to spy on me, and you’ve been posting my photos online! “I’ve seen you! Standing by your window, staring at me, always trying to get close. It’s disgusting!” The neighbors gathered around, whispering and pointing at me. Someone even shoved me, calling me shameless. “Women like this are trash.” “She looks normal. Who would've thought she's a creep?” Under everyone’s accusations, I slowly took off my sunglasses, revealing the hollow sockets where my eyes should be. “Officer, how exactly is a blind person supposed to peep at anyone?”

"You had your chance to escape my punishments but you are so determined to get me angry, I told you there will be consequences for your actions, didn’t I?" She didn't reply. "Answer me." I snarled out. She nodded. "Use your fucking words." "Y-yes." "Good. Now, you know what you're going to do for me?" "No." "Oh, let me enlighten you." I pushed her hair away from her face and gripped her face in my hands. "You're going to fuck yourself. Here, and now." —————————————————————————— Maya is a human who has been living her life with fear and curiosity. Ten years ago, she witnessed her mother being killed by a werewolf with ‘brown' eyes, those eyes never left her memory for that she hated werewolves and had sworn to kill that werewolf. With that incident in mind, she goes out to seek her revenge. She hides her identity as a human because she is aware of what the werewolves do to humans. Being in the land of werewolves Maya rides the rollercoaster of love and mating; where she comes across secrets and transformations that turned her life upside down.

In the fifth year of my marriage to Jordan West, he cheats on me with a blind woman. She's young, pretty, and demure. Jordan scours the best hospitals in the country to treat her eyes. In the end, he fixes his gaze on me and tells me he wants me to donate my corneas to her. "They're just a pair of eyes, Hazel. Please help her. Can you really stand by and watch as she withers away?"

Her silky hair was a mess. Her makeup, ruined. Her dress wrinkled like she slept on it. She was there, but her mind, elsewhere. Her eyes went to me. Her lips curled into a lazy smile. In every step she gave, my heart sank thinking she would fall. “What happened to you? Are you okay?” I rushed towards her. Her face twisted with disgust. “Oh, perfect Bella. The golden girl. Always correct. Always the best.” “What…” “Perfect Bella. Has the best grades. She doesn't have to fight to get into college, colleges fight over her.” “Emma, you are drunk.” “Perfect Bella doesn't drink. She is as pure as water. Saint Bella.” Her eyes glinted. “Perfect Bella doesn't sleep with her best friend's husband.” My body froze as a wave of chill ran through my spine. “What… what are you talking about?” She leaned in, her breath thick with alcohol, “Where do you think Marcus is? Why do you think I can barely walk straight? Is it hard to believe he took me and not you to that bad that was supposed to be yours?” My heart clenched. Tears started forming in my eyes. It didn't take long till they gave up to gravity. He… he didn't. We'd promised this morning. He couldn't. “He wouldn't.” ***** It's been a year, but the scars are still there. My past echoing in my head reminding me of everything that happened since that day. Every time I open my eyes in the morning to see... nothing. “You only get hurt by the ones you love the most.” “You only get betrayed by the ones you trust the most.” What happens when these two misbeliefs collide? ***** I hope I wrote this book good enough to make you feel it. Obrigada.☺️