Blue Eye Samurai Fanfiction Novels & Stories

JessBlue The more Sam licked and sucked, the more I was losing control. I tried to grab everything I could. My back was arching with every lick, my moans turned into screams, and his name became my first language. "Sam, yes, please, I'm so close, baby!" when I reached my peak, my eyes went a darker electric blue, and I knew my screams could be heard from down the mountain, causing avalanches and earthquakes from how loud I was. Sam

Her hair falls beneath my jawline, and the shampoo she uses hits my nostrils. Sam's shorter than me. I rest my head on top of hers and start swaying a bit. I'm not sure how we ended up like this. I look at Sam in the living room mirror. We do look good together. In another world, maybe we could be. My heart starts pounding at all the things I want to do but can't. She puts her ear on my chest and listens. I can't hide my heartbeats. I can't hide my slightly shaking body. No matter how hard I try. Sam turns her head towards mine and looks at me with her blue eyes. Her eyelashes open and close like the wings of all the butterflies within me.

If she was in a deadly situation, her cheeks would lead her to death straight up. Samantha sat up with raised eyebrows and a lop-sided smile. "Look into my eyes and say that again Blair. You seem to have forgotten that I can tell when you're lying almost immediately. Come on, spill. You know you can tell me anything Blurry…" she trailed of and continued with the unnerving smile. Blair hated it whenever Samantha called her Blurry but she decided to ignore it. Samantha kept giving her that unnerving smile, and even without saying anything further, Blair found herself giving in to Samantha's prodding.

Her blue eyes too weren't helping matters, they kept luring him to his doom, the doom only love can provide. In the awkward silent, Sam sucked in her lower lips as she flicked her blue eyes. Slowly, they began to close as Jake lowered his head and brought his lips to her right ear. "I know you want it" He cooed "I can see it in your eyes" Disappointment and embarrassment made Sam's cheeks flushed as she roughly jumped off Jake's grip and yelled. She felt like pulling her hair and screaming on top of her voice but before that, she wants to hold Jake by his neck and press it to hard until she she hears the snap sound.

Not like me at all, but there I was, completely star-struck. The dark hair and eyebrows, a jawline sharp enough to cut glass, and an ass you could bounce a quarter off—how is anyone supposed to function around that? And his eyes? Blue green like the ocean. I managed to keep it together just enough to talk to Sam instead. He’s funny as hell when he opens up, though he doesn’t say much. Every word that comes out of his mouth is either sharp or hilarious. They make an interesting pair, and I’m already curious to learn more about them.

A moment later, she came back and happily performed a magic trick of changing eye color for Samson to see. She changed her irises to yellow, then purple, then red, and finally one red eye and one yellow eye. - Do I look beautiful? – She looked at Samson and asked. - No. You look like a vampire. I prefer your original blue eyes. – He shook his head, disapproving. - Well, while we were eating, Calantha also said Harvey was like a vampire. At that time, he even dropped his fork. She innocently told Samson and put the contact lenses back in the box. She did not know that insecurity was gradually rising in Samson's heart.

Ava murmured as she sat down on the bed. "Whatever it is, please fix it, please don't let it destroy our already abandoned family," Sam said. "Okay, I'll do my best, Sam," Ava said, looking at Sam. Sam's brown eyes traveled to the ceiling as it got dark. Sam is a seer, so it's a vision. An image of Derek in a pool of blood flashed in his mind.

I blinked. The heat was scorching, and my tear ducts were on fire. I could feel my throat closing up, and a bubble of gasping air in my lungs struggling to break free. Samyak was beside me, and I wanted to touch him. I wanted him to make it go away. But he turned to me with blank eyes, and then he looked away. He looked forwards, and from the grass a girl grew.