Creepy Love Stare Novels & Stories

He watched with playful amusement as she squirmed in her chair. Feeling the obvious strength in his legs with the suggestive move, she pursed her lips together as the heat she felt rose dangerously higher. The only responses that came to her mind were again X-rated. She tucked her hair behind her ear. She glanced over at him, her gaze falling to his chest and then down to where the table blocked her view. She looked back up, gazing at his lips that were curved into a mischievous smile, then into his eyes that sparkled with even more mischief.

He was just stunned as he followed his wife who was currently crawling towards Bon, who still had a trace of concern for him. Wait, what do I feel now? why am I like this? have you forgotten that you can't love him? You can't fall in love with that girl. You will only use him, so that you can overcome everything you plan and not to deceive him. Adante's whisper in his mind. At that moment, he didn't realize that one of his eyes was crying, so he was shocked when he realized the tears in his eyes. What is this? are you crying, Adante? are you crying for him? you're crazy Hold yourself back because it's not part of what you're planning to happen. Again sailing it in his mind.

Grant stood up. She took her pace slowed as she could feel the sharp eyes observing her every move. “I want you to meet my girlfriend, Ria,” Grant introduces her to the pretty girl. The pretty girl raised an eyebrow without even standing from her seat. She even crossed her arms on her chest. Her eyes scrolled until her eyes widened with delight as she caught a glimpse of the box she was holding. The delectable scene of the strawberry cake on the transparent box made her mouth water with anticipation. “You bought a strawberry cake?” she asked without removing her eyes from what she was holding.

I look up and see a tall, very tall, man. And very handsome may I add. The fight left my body when I see this fine creature in front of me, his gorgeous pale blue eyes... I've never seen them before. My eyes sinfully - and without my permission... Looks him up and down like a hawk looking at its prey, where I'm the Hawk. All praise God for he did not disappoint us with this fine creation. A strong torso that shows every inch of his muscles through his white shirt, you can tell from miles away this man screams money head to toe. He wears a Armani watch around those veiny wrist of his, as I continue to shamelessly gawk at him, the fine creature himself brings me back to reality. “Are you done

Ophelia said, "darling he's a starving vampire and you are his food. Any second now he'll break and rip you apart." I ignored her and focused on Levi and his eyes were flickering from pale blue to red. "May please," he choked out. His jaw was tightly clenched and he closed his eyes again. "Hey look at me," I tapped the side of his face and his eyes remained closed. His brows were furrowed and he was trying hard. "I'm not going to kill you because I love you." I declared and that was enough for his eyes to snap open.

I said, “My lover is a vampire after all. I’ve had plenty of opportunity.” “’Twas no aphrodisiac, my love. What you experienced was the art of love making… real love making,” he cooed. “Can I help it if I drive you wild?” “Oof!” I grumbled and stomped behind the screen to clean myself up as best I could.

"How can you--- She left the sentence trailed as a sly smirk spread on his face and she cooled down looking at his smirk as her cheeks reddened as she bit her corn. His eyes glanced at her randomly before getting back to his food when suddenly his eyes snapped at her on finding a familiar shade of her eyes. He kept his gaze lingered on her as it turned heavy and sharp lasers. His blue eyes penetrated her and stared at her intently almost as his eyes were stripping her and having a session with her just by a mere stare. She was the one to break their love stare as she bit more corn seeds hastily like a squirrel. While here her state already made it hard for him, he clenched his jaw to control

I watched as the droplets ran down into his pants. Lestat cleared his throat and that caused me to look up to his face. His hair was still wet. When my eyes finally made their way to his eyes I could see that he was smirking. "Are you done, staring? I can tell you like what you see," Lestat said "I, um, I wasn't," I started to say and Lestat laughed "It's okay, Amora Mio. I don't mind you staring. I actually like it," Lestat said. I was sure I was as red as a tomato from embarassment

Every time he enters the room, I see that look, that sharp, lusty glint in his eyes that makes my skin crawl. He doesn't just stand and watch me. He stands right between my splayed legs, his eyes roaming over every inch of me, and he touches himself. He brings out his length, and works himself with a sickening act intensity, staring at me until he cums, the sound of his heavy breathing filling the small space. I never close my eyes. I can’t afford to. I don’t know what he would do if I looked away, if I showed him I wasn't watching the horror he was creating. So I stare. I stare until my eyes burn, until my soul feels like it’s being rubbed raw with sandpaper. It is disgusting, degrading, an

- Maive's POV - His eyes were crimson red, and he was burning me with his stares. He was at a distance, just straight in front of me, but I couldn’t concentrate. I didn’t even understand what my friends were talking about because of his intense gaze. Damn. I tried to look somewhere else, hoping he would stop staring at me, but when I looked at him again, he was still the same, staring intensely at me. He doesn’t know how much those stares affect my body. They’re making the butterflies in my stomach go insane. My chest was beating fast and loud.