Aesthetic Heart Eyes Novels & Stories

She didn't want to imagine what it did to men. She couldn't believe her eyes the first time she saw the girl. The first thing that caught her attention was her eyes. The two orbs looked exactly like bright star sapphire. She'd never seen blue eyes like that before. It could be mistaken for the actual gemstone. Then, there were her small pale red lips. Her lips were quite small but they fitted her face and gave the final touch to her delicate facial features. Her natural curly golden copper hair made Astra boil with jealousy. She wasn't born with blonde hair like she always wanted but black hair and black eyes which she hated the most. She generally hated any girl with beautiful or rare featu

Yet, the more he gazed into her eyes, the beautiful inflections of color in her almond shape eyes melted his heart. Dexter stood there, gazing upon the soft curves and edges of her gorgeous brown face as he looked into the depth of her eyes. His anger started to diminish as he felt his heart making strong motions inside of him. His intense attraction for Taesha begins to envelop him, and his deep emotions begin to take over. Looking at Taesha, he found her silky smooth skin, large light brown eyes, and luscious full lips so desirable.

Delicate and stunning against skin that seemed to glow from within. Her lips carried a subtle rose sheen, soft and natural. Diamond drops swayed from her ears like captured stars, framing a face that seemed unfairly flawless. But it was her eyes that stopped my heart entirely. God. I had forgotten how the world could stop just because of someone’s eyes. Those impossible green eyes that I'd been trying so hard to forget, now enhanced with makeup that made them appear even larger, more luminous, framed by lashes that seemed too perfect to be real.

No mirror, no filter made her feel as beautiful as his eyes did. He gently laid her down on the soft, inviting mattress, gently parting their lips. The longing in his eyes was palpable as they traced every curve and contour of her face. She luxuriated in the warmth of his intense gaze, feeling an unparalleled sense of beauty and desirability. No mirror or filter could ever evoke the same profound feeling of beauty as the captivating gaze of his eyes.

They rode on the elevator since it was the most convenient and fastest way to get to the CEO's office. She smiled at every person she bumped in. She showed her modesty and simplicity but her eyes reflected her sorrow that she was feeling. Her smile can't cover what the eyes are saying. A saying goes: “the eyes are the windows of a soul.” Even if she pretended to be okay, her eyes were talking. “ Good morning, Danielle! Is there something wrong?” Hannah caught her eyes. She noticed the sadness in it. “ Good morning, Hannah! I'm perfectly fine.” Danielle

It was fleeting, but I could clearly tell it was a glance of sordid distaste. But would you believe if I say that even his glare was beautiful? Yeah, he was that Hot. Especially his eyes. A kind of shining passionate green that the ocean turns during a storm. They were the exact glossy color of kelp on the shore, flecked with splinters of driftwood. The sclerae that surrounded them were pristine, untouched by dark flakes. I wouldn't mind being glared at, if they were these pair of eyes.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Hers sounds more like an angel than his. My eyes move up to hers and my heart calms instantly as I look into her beautiful eyes. My goddess they're so gorgeous. It's a magnificent array of blue and green. I've never seen these two colors in her eyes together before. I feel a sense of peace wash over me. I've never felt this before. I feel so loved, so wanted, and so calm and relaxed as I look into those beautiful eyes of hers. She gently strokes my cheeks with both of her thumbs.

His jade eyes stared at me, and I could see his breathing quicken. His heart was beating erratically, my touch on his face making him tremble. My entire body could feel the anguish deepening within the prince's heart. His jade eyes were like a lake so deep and dark that, if you stared into them for too long, you would lose yourself in them.

Her eyes—big and honest and filled with something she tried to hide from everyone. My thumb slid across the screen, zooming in on her face in one photo. Her hair had fallen over one shoulder. She was smiling faintly. Beautiful. So effortlessly beautiful it made my chest ache. I didn’t care about the others in the pictures. They disappeared in my mind. All I saw was her. I swiped to the next one. And the next. My body reacted to her presence, even through a screen. My breathing became heavier. My heart pounded in my chest as I slowly sat down, phone still in hand. The frustration, the longing, the anger—it all burned together into a fire I could no longer control.