Beautiful Anime Eyes Drawing Novels & Stories

She was busy drawing something on paper. “What do you think? I could have the eyes be rubies.” Ana asked Maddie. “No, make them sapphires,” Maddie interjected to incite a nod from Ana. “Of course, they’ll match his eyes. Well done, Maddie.” Ana voiced before drawing again. Did you not hear me? Mykhol’s smile flattened slightly. “Cousin?” Mykhol again pulled up another smile. “Oh?” Ana lifted her head with a disinterested look. Mykhol had to bite back his urge to yell, feeling her expression anger him even more.

Once everything was set up, Melissa began to draw. She stood before a blank canvas, ready to capture the essence of the Queen. Melissa started with delicate, confident strokes, using a rich palette of colours to bring the portrait to life. The woman in the portrait was portrayed with an ethereal grace. Her eyes are painted with a captivating depth, reflecting a quiet intelligence and a hint of mystery. They seem to follow the viewer, drawing them into a world of introspection. Her skin was rendered with a luminous quality, as though it glowed from within, enhancing the realism and warmth of her presence.

I went to my studio and saw that all of my creations are still here and they were wrapped in plastic so that they don't get ruined. I pulled out the necessary things and start painting her. She is so beautiful that it's a blessing for me to paint her. She is simple yet elegant. Her big doe-like eyes like they have many secrets in them. They are like the ocean and I want to drown in them. Her lips they are like rose petals. Perfectly shaped. She has a perfect nose as well. Oh god, she is a flawless beauty. When I'm done painting her I took my phone out and clicked a picture of it. So I can see her whenever I want to see her.

Her eyes went widen in shock as they met with the image of one of the loveliest creature she had ever seen in her whole life. The girl looked like a young girl around 10 or 11; even though her tone was not as fair as hers but olive in nature she still looked angelic. Her eyes were almond shaped with thick dark and beautifully cured eyebrows right above them, a pair of long and curled eyebrows protected those delicate black eyes. She was blessed with a little Roman nose and her bow shaped lips in a sweet peach colour were curled into a hearty grin revealing her perfect row of white teethes. Her black hairs were cut into short waves, suspending loosely above and trying to reach her shoulders.

Instantly my mouth drop open. " Is it good ? ", He asks a bit nervously. " It's...Ethan...it's too g..good.", I say. His lips bunch into wide smile after a second. " Really ?", he asks with shining eyes. I couldn't get any words to reply him. Cause I was overwhelmed seeing the drawing. I didn't expect him to draw my eyes this beautifully. He has drawn the pupils so carefully. Perfect light blue irises with dark blue flakes and sapphire rings surrounding it, glowing in the light. The dark long eyelashes are traced perfectly and the curve of the eyes is magnificent. It looks original. It's so perfect.

Wisps from the messy bun on top of her head were floating lazily in the breeze, drifting across her cheek and shoulder. Jared could do one of two things here. Wake her up and check on her or let her keep sleeping and hope to god that she rolled over so he could see her glorious breasts spill out of the untied bikini. Before Jared could choose, Amy chose for him. Her black eyelashes fluttered and then lifted slowly revealing deep bottomless hazel eyes. Not green, not blue, not brown, but somewhere in between, they were the kind of eyes a man could climb inside and stay forever. Damn, that was almost romantic. Not something Jared was known for.

He growled lowly and it was then she realized what she was holding and because of the sudden fright, she was squeezing it. She let out a shrill scream of horror and let go of that massive thing, she legit felt it getting bigger in her hand. He abruptly clamped his calloused hand on her mouth, muting her instantly as he hovered over her and she found herself flat on the bed. Her big brown eyes gaped at him horrified and he couldn't break the captivating eye contact. The brown of his anime irises looked like honey pools with intense depth, her pupils dilated and he was in awe, she has the most beautiful eyes he has ever seen in his life. So big, innocent, and just mesmerizing.

Words would be less to describe his beauty. His dazzling milky white, spotless, pale skin glowing brightly as the soft rays of morning sunlight fell on it. His deep, dark ocean blue coloured big eyes looking like sapphire which are enough to make anyone get fully drowned in them. His light baby pink coloured full, juicy, plumpy lips looking like delicious jelly, so tempting. His eye lashes long and thick like a small layer of curtain situated at the edge of his eyelids. His purple coloured thick hairs with the strand of blue styled perfectly, trimmed at one side in a short and long at top and other side which was combed at one side. His straight nose with a little pink at tip just like his p

While, on the surface, they seemed similar to his eyes, Alex’s eyes were much softer, kinder, warmer. As if reading my mind, he said, “You have the most amazing eyes I’ve ever seen. They are the most distinct shade of blue. And when you look at me, it’s like you can see into my soul. I almost wish I were a painter so I could paint them and challenge myself to recreate them on paper. But I don’t think I could ever mix enough paint to get the shade quite right. Besides, part of what makes your eyes so beautiful is how expressive they are. Paper wouldn’t be the right medium for them.” He looked back down at his pad and continued his drawing. We must have sat there for at least an hour, if not l

"I can't explain it, but I just need you to trust me." Sawyer's fingers ran over a drawing of eyes that were sketched landscape. It was smudged in areas to create shading and the blue and black colours of the irises shouted out at him—it was like looking in a mirror and for a moment, he thought he could see himself reflected in their image. Maybe she was on to something and the longer he looked at the drawings, the more he became determined to find out.