Novel & Cerita Blue Eye Samurai Glasses

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.

I shuddered nodding gently. "We want you to listen to our orders" Samantha said firmly and I looked up. Staring into their eyes, I realized Chloe is actually very beautiful, her small light brown eyes stared evilly at me. I glanced at Samantha and realized she has blue eyes that are actually very big, but fits her perfectly. "What are your request?" I asked calmly. "Not request bitch!" Samantha yelled sending a slap to my head. I winced in pain massaging my head. "It's an order!" She gritted.

] When Sam opened the message, he cannot believe what he is saying. [Don't tell me this is a scam!] The man behind the chat is slapping his desk in so much laughter—even his eyes are becoming teary because of Sam. The innocent introvert young man's body is turning cold because of the nervousness settling down to his feet. He goes to the corner to get his bag. As he opened it, he gets his blue light glasses to lessen his eyestrain. The CEO messaged again. [You cool more hot with those glasses.]

“What color are his eyes?” It was such an odd question. Sure, I had noticed that Sam had green eyes, Joshua had chocolate eyes, and Ben’s were a bright, sapphire blue, but why would my mom notice that? It wasn’t as if she was checking the neighbor guys out like me and Gray, right? “Blue,” I said, watching her face closely. She considered my response for a moment and then nodded. “Be careful, honey. Make sure you wear your seatbelt.” “I will,” I assured her. Before she could ask me any other weird questions, I headed back outside.

It made her stand out. I was surprised to see she wore glasses. Photochromic lenses obscured her eyes, but they seemed to be the most interesting shade of bluey green. Said glasses didn’t appear to be a prop or some fashion statement either. They seemed to be corrective lenses. What the fuck? Wolves didn’t suffer declines in vision.

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.

Since Ate Mae already bought him a lot of bags, I turned around my gaze inside of the mall and I found books such as coloring books, story books and textbooks. I get one from each categories and put it inside of my basket. I continued wandering until I bumped into the glasses section. Since I am working from home and have online classes that is facing the monitor of my laptop all day, I am opting to buy an anti radiation glasses that will protect my eyes from the blue light. I choose a style and try it. The frame is big that suits my face really well. It has a yellowish lens and it basically means that there is an anti-radiation mechanism on this specs.

The usual cool, detached demeanor had been replaced with something warmer and more welcoming. Chen’s pale blue shirt shimmered subtly under the sunlight, giving off a faint sheen that made him look refreshingly natural. His new attire was complemented by a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and through the lenses, his eyes appeared more refined, lending him an air of sophistication. The golden rims caught the light, reflecting a unique shine that contrasted with the mysterious and alluring gaze in his eyes. Behind those glasses, there was an occasional flicker of secrecy, as if he were always hiding some unfathomable secret.

Here, amongst these people, feels like a safe haven. “Sammy, did you see that?” Delilah gasps, smacking her husband on the arm to get his attention. “I’m sorry, Dee,” he smiles back at her like she is the only person in the room. I start to blush at the intensity of his gaze, so full of passion and love. “What did you say?” “I was wondering if you just saw the way their auras just hummed?” Taking off his glasses, he blinks. His eyes glow gold for a moment and then he blinks again, his irises returning to their usual light brown.

Just her name, Derby, written in a precise, elegant script she didn't recognize. Frowning, Derby carried the box to her small kitchen counter. She sliced through the tape, pulling back the tissue paper inside. Her breath caught. Resting in a protective leather case was a sleek, lightweight pair of designer computer glasses. They featured a specific blue-light filtering lens, framed in a delicate, matte-gold titanium. It was the exact model she had stopped to admire in a boutique window weeks ago, off-handedly mentioning to herself how much she needed them because her current pair kept slipping and making her eyes ache.