Are Dead Eyes Attractive Mga Nobela at Kwento

An obvious imperfection that made all other perfection even more perfect, if that makes sense. At last our eyes lock, and I blink in disbelief at how surreal they look. Deeper than the deep blue sea, more beautiful than the skies on a sunny day, his eyes have me transfixed, hot and bothered. There's no doubt that there's an unmistakable edge in them - a sinister sharpness which only draws me further in, than keep me away. I've always been attracted to brooding men with an intimidating aura and he fit into all those boxes without a hitch.

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

Then, she raised her head to look at me and we made eye contact. I was taken aback to see her emerald green eyes. I must say they are the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen yet there was something sinister in those eyes. She wasn't really pretty but she had a great sex appeal. Her evil-looking green eyes in no small way added to her sex appeal. The attraction I had for her soared and she was like a magnet pulling me to her body. I instantly felt aroused and had an erection. I felt like making love to her right there.

I responded, wondering why she sounded so awestrucked. She stared at me like I’d just spoken a foreign language where as she did a couple of seconds ago. “Are you serious?” “I mean,” I hesitated, thinking it over, “he’s attractive, I guess. But hottest?” She let out another dramatic groan and dropped her head onto the table. “You are unreal.” I shrugged. “I don’t see it.” She lifted her head slowly, eyes narrowed. “What kind of men do you see, then?” The image that surfaced in my mind was immediate and unwanted and just the forbidden type I'm not meant to even picture. Dark eyes. Sharp jaw. A presence that filled rooms without effort.

I think I've come to be able to differentiate between their eyes too. Lucien—Soulless dead eyes that could turn loving, soft and longing in an instant—eyes that could melt one immediately. Naren—Always, never-changing hard, soulless, dark eyes that looked like they could kill you. Draven? I didn't know. To be updated. "Did you bring me here to say that?" I jerked out of my thoughts. "Of course, not." I shook my head with an awkward laugh. His eyes stayed on my face for a bit before dragging away with a frown. "Stop that."

Contrary to all that was my first impression of Tedson. His body was well-shaped and he stood gracefully. I can’t explain but his presence is frightening. I was even more frightened by his sharp eyes, even though maybe he didn't look at me on purpose, you could be mistaken that he was killing you in his mind because of his bad look. Maybe he gets into fights a lot because this is how he looks. His eye is the true meaning of killer eyes. He was literally deadly staring! But despite his frightening appearance, I was still amazed at his attractiveness. He's the true definition of handsome and attractive man for me. His jawline makes me stunned.

I wasn't that popular. Wait, let's rephrase that. I was no one His description was easy. He had dark hair and darkest eyes with a sharp jawline that could cut through glass. You could literally drown in his eyes but that didn't change the fact I didn't like his attitude. He was hot and all, I couldn't lie about that but they made it look like he was a Greek god. What happiness do they get in sleeping with a guy that sleeps with a lot of girls. Don't you think he's using you?

This is some kind of weird i***a-attraction that you only read about in a Lucy Score book. "You're in my space." I say, my voice heated because I am both annoyed with myself for being this turned on at his presence, and annoyed that he is so super good looking. Not to mention that I am hot and flustered about both. He raises his perfect dark eyebrows. His eyes, now that I am much closer, I can see are bewitching. They are amber with dark stripes in them. Wow. I have never seen eyes like this before. I could fall into them.

His eyes raked my body thoroughly and I swear if eyes had powers I would have been naked by now. His stares were getting really uncomfortable,so I cleared my throat. "My eyes are up here", I said and rolled my eyes. He slowly took away his stares from my body to my eyes and then gave me a questioning look. I don't know if it's me or is it that killers have to be so goddamn handsome...is it like part of their eligibilities while signing up? because dammmnnn this man is fucking hotttt. His hair is everywhere on his face and he's not making any effort to remove it, and then the way he's looking at me from under those brown sexy locks...fuucckkkk

Not understanding what she'd meant, he dragged her forward with his hands on her hips. "Hell, you look more sexy with the horns on. Can we fuck now?" He breathed huskily before pressing her against himself. "Not yet gummy bear. Patience." She giggled excited. She stared at his equally glowing eyes, mesmerized by them like she'd never seen them before. "I love your eyes, let's go kill people, please don't say no. "Kill people?" He paused staring at her as she gazed at him eagerly with puppy dog eyes he chuckled, "I'm not letting you kill anyone."