Apple of his eyes Novels & Stories

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.

And аѕ I watch hіѕ Adаm’ѕ apple, I want tо reach out аnd ѕtrоkе his neck. He сuрѕ mу сhееk wіth one hаnd. Thоѕе еуеѕ lосk оn mіnе. Hіѕ thumb ѕtrоkеѕ mу сhееk bone, runnіng dеlісіоuѕ trails up and dоwn towards mу hаіr lіnе.

Sebastian slurred and then clicked his tongue. "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but I do not enjoy working," Alice remarked, glatkng up at him through her long lashes. Alice closed her eyes, expecting him to hit her once again but after a minute of closing her eyes, she felt nothing but a touch on her eyelashes. Alice's eyes immediately flew open and she was shocked by the intensity of the gaze before her. His orbs were a deep shade of brown that almost looked black. They were bright but there was something about those orbs that made Alice want to bring him into her arms and hug him tightly. Seeing where her train of thoughts was heading to, Alice was shocked as she immediately tried r

“I want her to see.” “Open your eyes!” He orders in his Alpha tone and in my weakened state I can’t even fight it. My eyes fly open meeting his, in that moment as I see him positioned with his head near her pussy a new emotion builds, hate. It must show in my eyes because I swear he flinches slightly before diving back down eating her pussy. The pain I feel has tears building in my eyes.

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What to do with him. Hewaved his hands. The once heavy and undulating eyes of Jom popped open once again clearly struggling against its lids which seemed like things now imbued with the power of a lead

I apologized immediately, the last time I saw him I was left crying in the bathroom with a bloody nose. "Look at me Enzo." He ordered, I turned around slowly, he was inches away from me, my eyes were casted on the floor. "Look me in the eyes Enzo." I can't, Carlson hates me and I hate myself for finding him attractive, I hate myself for losing myself whenever I stare at his grey blue eyes.

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

He flinched, barely, like the words hit too close. “You’re pathetic,” he said, but it came out quiet.I stepped forward until we were almost chest to chest. “Then why can’t you look away?”He didn’t answer. His breath hitched once, sharp and uneven. His eyes flicked down for a second before darting back up. It was all I needed to see. I tilted my head slightly.

"I got another amulet for you." "This one wasn't bought," he added quickly, his eyes widening with a sort of helpless pride. "I crawled up the holy temple steps, inch by inch, to get this." My eyes flicked to the bruise on his forehead, a raw purple bruise that spoke of his struggle. I took the amulet.