Blue Eyes In The Rain Novels & Stories

She looked at her reflection on the jug next to Elhias and blinked several times. Taryn's irises had taken on another, more vivid color, a green that seemed to be alive. She blinked again and the color changed, becoming an intense blue that recalled the waves. She did it again and this time her eyes turned red, like the flames of a raging fire.

I just need… Blue eyes form behind my eyes, I close mine tightly willing the image to disappear. I open my eyes quickly and flip Bailey over, looking into her dig doe browns. I wildly buck into her, but her face becomes blurry and the image of a blonde with those electric blues comes flooding back skewing my vision.

Dark hair, dark eyes, wore ocean blue slacks and white button up, tucked in. “I don’t think so.” As if he knew his name was on the tip of our tongues, the young man stood up and made his way over to Jordan and I. I recognized the way he walked, and as he got closer, a soft smile showed on his face, I remembered his lips. “It’s really nice to see you again,” the beautiful man started, “Raine.” He spoke my name. Do. Not. Panic.

"Miracle. I'm Miracle." She studied the man—fair skin, sharp nose, and rounded ears. Behind his hazel-brown eyes, she discerned hints of blue—the color of TinXi. Her gaze then drifted to his T-shirt, catching a glimpse of his tough body as it wasn't buttoned fully. While Miracle was still sizing him up, a blue aquatic drop suddenly surfaced out of his dilating pupil. She froze. Her sight rippled for a second as another drop was extracted from the blueness behind her disguised left eye. When the blue spheroids merged together, they radiated a vibrant presence of vitality.

He was close. I was still sprawled on the ground, my breathing uneven, my skin burning with awareness. Slowly, I lifted my gaze and met his eyes and his eyes were a storm and a forest, a clash of elements trapped in a single gaze. In the deep at the center of his iris, was a piercing blue, sharp as ice, endless as the ocean, a secret hidden beneath frozen waters. But at the edges, where the light kissed his irises, emerald green bled through, wild and untamed, like leaves trembling in the wind. A paradox of fire and frost, control and chaos—his eyes were a battlefield where two worlds met, and I was hopelessly lost within them.

he mused, opening the door to the gentle patter of rainfall against the pavement. "Have a good afternoon, Ashlyn," he said, patting her on the back. She nodded, mouthing a silent thank you, then jogged down the steps. When the awning concealed her no more from the merciless drops, Ashlyn tipped her head back and blinked through the rain to fix her gaze on the sky above. Smiling to herself, she felt it as her lips moved to form the shape of a single word. Blue. Heavy rainfall pelted the pavement, the windows shuddering beneath the wind's force as Ashlyn fitted another strip of tape to the glass. Glancing around the thick edges, she watched a wave rise and crash against the wall across the str

I drink in the sight of him. His features are perfect, the rain accentuating the sharp lines of his jaw and the curve of his lips. The drops slide down his cheeks, glistening like gems, and I find myself lost in the depths of his eyes, every shade of blue swirling in the dim light. Everything slows, the rain turning into a gentle backdrop to this extraordinary moment. I can hardly process what's happening. Is this real?

Was he referring to how he found me earlier in the day? It didn’t help that the rain was so loud. The way his blue intense eyes stared directly at me made my heart beat so fast and loud that the sound of my own heartbeat seemed to drown out the sound of the rain. I had no idea what he just said or what he was really saying but it didn’t seem to matter anymore. I saw his hand slowly approach my face, but I couldn’t shift my gaze away from his mesmerizing blue gaze. The warmth of his fingertips against my cheek made me realize just how cold my skin was.

He spoke. The papers flying around them fell slowly. "Then, Hail– " Blue said and stared straight in his eyes. Blue’s eyes are the color of the forest that is piercing Hail’s soul. " – how about this life? Your dream? Do you – " he said and lowered his head. " – not remember this all?" he asked. His voice is low. Hail felt his heart stop beating for a moment, and the surrounding moved so fast as fast as a bullet train. His hair fluttered together with the papers when a carriage went past them. He just looks at Blue. Blue is hanging his head. A moment of silence fell on them.

Covering her face with a vile, leaving only her eyes uncovered. Already going back on words of not forgiving Ruby, Eric's heart melted. Eric nearly lost his breath. She looked exactly like he saw her one month ago. Her blue eyes was enough to give away her beauty. She looked so beautiful with just those dark blue eyes of her. He knew that no matter where she goes, if he sees those eyes, he will know it's her. He will always recognize those beautiful blue eyes anywhere.