Aesthetic Heart Eyes Novels & Stories

Heart’s eyes widened. “But without this, I can’t see your beautiful face up close.” Cullen whispered and his face was leaning closer on hers. Heart looked away. “No, I am not beautiful. My face is full of freckles. I am so ugly.” Heart said. Cullen then chuckled a little and grabbed her face with his one hand.

She looked at me with confusion. "U-Uhm, I'm sorry. I was in awe of your beauty," I said, and I knew I was blushing because I could feel the heat on my cheek. She suddenly smiled because of what I said. Sh*t! She looked even more beautiful when she smiled! Her smiles are dazzling! Her smile melts my heart. She has a pointed nose, kissable pink lips, long eyelashes, brown curly hair that matches her white complexion, and most of all, her eyes are fascinating. Her eyes are weird but in a good way. This is the first time I saw beautiful eyes. And what makes her eyes more beautiful is that they're full of life. I can't take my eyes off her eyes. My heart suddenly beat fast and wild. I held my ch

Aesthetic's POV: “ I see… “ I murmured while looking at Spade's cold eyes then gulped many times to settle this uncomfortable feeling. “ I’m Aesthetic, but you can all call me Thea. “ I stated while wearing a fake smile on my face. How can I even smile if I know that I was sorrounded by these non-human creatures? They're all gorgeous but the fact that they have some hidden fangs inside their mouths make me wanna run away from here.

His heart was pounding loudly in his chest as if beauty was controlling his heart. Alden looked at Anastasia's two beautiful eyes. Her eyes were so clear and sparkling like the moon that he was mesmerized by the beauty in her eyes. They are so elegant, exquisite, yet filled with an unprecedented tenderness. He felt warmth every time his eyes met hers. The beauty of Anastasia's gaze created waves like the ocean in Alden's heart. He felt a new feeling in his heart that he had never felt before when he saw a girl. It wasn't that he had never seen a beautiful girl before.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

The whole damn three minutes pass so slowly when my eyes stare deep into her blue eyes. If I could write poems, I would have written one for her beautiful eyes. Like really, they are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. In this life of twenty seven years, honestly, for the first time I am staring into the most beautiful set of blue stones. They are so deep. Deep like a real sea. Their vibration is powerful like tides in the middle of the oceans. As if screaming something to me. They look so alive. So alive that I feel like my heart is beating once again.

“It’s beauty, a kind of radiance. People who possess a true inner beauty, their eyes are a little brighter, their skin a little more dewy. They vibrate at a different frequency. love always Helen S

Looking back at the girl, Henry barely stopped himself from gulping when his eyes met hers, and for a second he felt as if he was trapped in her gaze, it wasn’t the kind of flirt looks women of her age usually through his way, nor it was the shy look of those intimidated by his status, it wasn’t a look of enmity, nor of fear, it was just, lifeless. Blinking his eyes, Henry reminded himself that the girl in front of his wasn’t a painting, she was alive, but her eyes looked dead, deprived of any emotion, they felt as if they were carved on stone, and decorated with rare Gems, for indeed, her eyes were the most beautiful pair of eyes he ever saw, with their unique pure color that reminded him o

Everything about her was growing, she was a beautiful baby, the prettiest girl, she was becoming a teenager with a lot to be desired and she was almost certain that she would be a woman that everyone would turn to see, impressed by her beauty. She had nothing that other people didn't have, but in her the combination of the best arts of all was what made her so precious. That's how she saw her, Sawyer, as the most incredibly beautiful being she'd ever seen. Although all of her was attractive, her eyes were what called the most attention since they did not have a defined color. When she gave her light they were light green, in the dark dark blue, depending on the lights she had yellow flashes,

I place my hand on her back, trying to soothe her. "It hurts." She mumbles in between sobs. I move some of the hair from her face and can feel that she's running warmer than usual. She looks up at me, and her eyes are glowing purple. I take in a sharp breath, not expecting her to be showing any signs of her powers developing, but I give her a small, reassuring smile.