Bright Eyes Letting Off The Happiness Novels & Stories

But it takes a second to fully register what’s actually happening. Laney practically short circuits and is speechless I think for the first time in her life. That is until we land on the sexiest eyes we’ve ever seen. Especially under the pale blue of the moonlight, his crystal blue eyes are even more pronounced. But it's his smile that lights up when we lock our sights on each other. I pull away from my grandmother as Laney absolutely loses her shit.

Everything is always blurry, everything but his eyes from where I stand every time. His eyes are entrancing, the sparkle of gold, like lighting throughout the emerald green capturing anyone who locks onto them, the shimmer and sparkle they project, with the hint of black around the edges giving you the sense of mystery they hold. Never knowing if it's pain and sadness or joy and happiness within them. This is the only thing I get to see when I'm looking through my own eyes in my dream, then I am back to standing there in the distance.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

I wouldn’t be looking at my beautiful mate holding my pup. “You are amazing, you know.” Felicity smiled, looking up at me with her beautiful blue eyes. I felt mine well with tears again. I thought I may never see those eyes again. “Why are you crying baby?” she asked, looking worried. “I am just so happy right now. My life feels complete.” I noticed her eyes glass over slightly. Helena stirred in her lap, opening her tiny eyes. They were blue, just like Felicity’s and she had a full head of dirty blond curls.

Grace- He opened his eyes, with a wide smirk appearing on his lips. He was laughing at me, my stupidity because I thought I could win, I could escape, from the hell he created. But I take the charge, I burn the walls, and I break free. He didn’t budge from his place; he wasn’t scared of death I saw it in his eyes. His jade green eyes, deep, vibrant green that look almost like turquoise smiled before his lips curved upwards.

“Her smile. Her eyes. She has the most expressive eyes. I can’t even begin to describe them. When she’s down or something is bothering her, they seem to go a dull blue. There’s no happiness within them. But the moment she’s happy, they sparkle, and it makes me think there’s no place else I can find that high she creates, you know?”

The sound came from Nelly, her bright smile and sparkling eyes a stark contrast to the initial fright she had given me. Nelly's eyes shone with excitement as she bounced up and down, her ponytail bobbing behind her. Beside her, Brittany stood serenely, her emerald eyes observing the scene with a quiet intensity. Her blond hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, framing her heart-shaped face.

"But you told me not to come back after the operation." "It's because I want you to be present when the doctor removes the bandage from my eyes," he explained, smiling. "I want you to be the first person I see that day." "That will make your mother cry." "My mother would understand. She's the most understanding woman on the planet. And you did sound like her at times. " Angela smiled as she said, "And that must be a pain in your ass." "Not at all. Your voices, on the other hand, inspire me to fight for hope. Angela, you inspire me to travel the world again. And I'd like you to be here by then. "

Her voice oozed happiness and joy. I slitted one eye open, ready to slam it shut again against the brutal brilliance of the light. All I could see for a moment were the singed vapors of after images on my retinas. Once those cleared, I sucked in a gasp. Blinked a few times to make sure I was actually seeing what my eyes and brain were telling me I was seeing. "This is amazing." Sweetcheeks giggled. "I know." She lowered her chin, smacked her mouth to mine. Too soon, she pulled away. "It's beautiful."

The humming became louder, pulsing, pounding— A sudden light blazed, the brightness nearly blinding. I covered my eyes, letting them adjust. I blinked, chasing away the blurriness, giving the bright objects their shape. “Moon Tears,” I breathed, staring at the pile of stones in front of me. I extended my hand toward them, and they became brighter.