Cinnamon Eyes Novels & Stories

I smile sweetly at him. she scoffs" whatever". I feel little fingers poke me, I turn to my right "Yes?". "Are you really blind?". Jesse's little sister, Jessica whispers "Yes, I am". " So, you can't see when I make this face.........or this face.....or this one?". I laugh "Nope, but I can hear you and tell you are making silly faces". " So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes"

I looked at each of their faces before turning back to Khole. "For what?" Khole perched on the edge of the bed, taking both my hands in hers as she bounced "Cinnamon." Her eyes were glistening, and she was grinning so widely that her entire face seemed transformed by it.

Glowing eyes are one of the few traits that marks a Witch as a Witch at first sight. She also has pale skin, probably from being indoors a lot as she’s also a Totem-Witch like Greyson. Her five-two frame is comfortably lounged across the backmost seat, and she’s been staring out the windows for most of the journey. She hasn’t been beyond her cottage’s garden in years, but Greyson is very persuasive. Celine is just happy that Greyson doesn’t have to face the challenge ahead alone.

Everyone else is calm and collected as if nothing out of the ordinary is going on. I glance back over at the crying infant, her little eyes filled with tears that roll down her fawn-coloured cheeks. It’s the first time I’ve seen her eyes, and I can’t help but feel surprised as I take in their appearance. They’re intense, like pools of lava formed by a dazzling gold around the pupil that bleeds into a vibrant crimson red. As a Goddess, I had expected her to be born with silver eyes like the other Gods, but instead, they are the perfect mix of her mother’s golden eyes and the blood red that once signified Oshmin’s curse.

Cedric said, smiling. Selena knew something was wrong as she gazed into the eyes of the man who was smiling at her. Why were Daniel's eyes hazel-green? Selena's head throbbed again with the pain that caused her to lose control. She disregarded the sudden change in Daniel's eyes, attributing it to the effects of the alcohol she had drunk. Selena's breathing had become ragged, her body felt hot and burning, and she was losing her mind. Cedric kept an eye on Selena, who was becoming increasingly beautiful; her yellowish-white skin tone seemed to shine.

Once I was done with that, I slipped into bed and let out a big breath. The scent of cinnamon flooded my senses. I wish I could say that three days of constantly having to smell this was enough to get completely used to it, but that was far from it. The scent still felt as foreign to me as it did the first time and it was still as intoxicating as ever. I shut my eyes close hoping to be able to fall asleep but in the darkness of my closed eyes, was bright green and beautiful eyes staring right back at me. There was only one woman that had eyes as beautiful as these.

“How did you know it is from me? I didn’t put my name to it.” “I smelled it. You have a unique and delicious smell,” Wynn said, looking into her golden-brown eyes. “Oh, yeah, the meat thing,” Ann said, blushing. “No, cinnamon.”

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.

I smile down at him but it disappears with the realization that he can't see it. "Y-yeah, maybe." But a slight smile graces Nathaniel's lips. He tilts his face up to where mine is, but just a little off-center. When he does this I nearly drop my books. His face is thin but his jaw is squared. The glasses he wore are in fact not sunglasses, but framed glasses whose lenses adjust to the lighting. And right now, they are clear and show off golden brown eyes. His eyes look different though, as if a lunar eclipse overlapped the sun, haunted, as in ghostly around the pupils.

She believed she had guessed properly. The young woman was gorgeous. Her outfit is quite flattering on her. Her hair was styled perfectly, her eyes were piercing, her nose was exquisite, and her lips were rosy. She adores the color of her eyes. Aren't those contact lenses in her eyes? Her eyes are the same hue as a young master's, but lighter. Her long black hair has white highlights. Why should she be feared by the girls? Cristine simply nodded and walked away, pulling Hannah after her. "Cristine, that's not the way to the cafeteria," Hannah smiled as she tried to hold back her laughter. It's wonderful to laugh every once in a while.