Doe Eyes Vs Siren Eyes 소설 & 이야기

Impatient, I brought my hands to her face and brought it back to look at me and to say that my eyes were saucers were an understatement. Her hair had been a stunning black under the red light that dimly illuminated the room, now they were a fiery platinum that sprawled all over her naked shoulders. Her blue, siren shaped eyes that stared at me with lust were now brown, pleading doe ones looking at me with a hint of fear beneath them, even the red tainted lips appeared to be a soft pink.

[126. What happened to OakPhet- II] Oak slowly supported his chin on his palm without breaking eye contact with Phet. It's only then, Oak really noticed Phet's attractive doe eyes, his gorgeous light brown eyes holding the magnitude of a black hole inside it, his upper eyelids shaped like a wide stretching curvy hill pointing downward at the outer corner, curling into the most beautiful eye smile ever, his soft brownish black locks falling onto his forehead at the side, partially covering his one eyebrow.

Westley states with a devious smirk before squeezing my hip affectionately. They both glare at one another, and while I look back and forth between the two I can definitely see that they look almost identical besides slightly differing features. But their eyes are the thing that truly sets each of them apart, because even though their both blue they hold completely differing shades as well as emotions that displays just how unique they each really are. Westley’s Icy light blue eyes hold a gentle dominance that lulls you into submission without it being forceful. Unlike his Alpha brother’s dark ocean blue eyes that command dominance from everyone he’s around by drowning them into submission f

Then Kenny changed. Not completely. Not the dramatic Hollywood version I would have imagined if anyone had asked me to imagine it, which no one ever had because this wasn't something people imagined. It was subtler and more terrifying than that. His eyes changed first — deepening to something amber and luminous that had nothing to do with the warm brown I knew. His frame expanded slightly, shoulders broadening, presence intensifying until he filled the room in a way that had nothing to do with physical size. The air around him hummed.

At least she was safe with the twins. I don't know how Damian pulled it off, but all of our children managed to take after him. My only shining moment was while the boys may be tiny versions of their father, they all had my eyes. Sienna was the only one that had Damian's eyes. But I couldn't be happier. Her eyes were so beautiful that they managed to mesmerize me every time I looked at them. They were similar to Damian's ocean blue eyes, just brighter. They reminded me of Zircon; a crystal that was such a magnificent blue with teal. Just like Zicron, her eyes were equally unique, as Zircon typically came in an amber or red hue. Blue Zicron was far more unique, but all the more beautiful.

session, he lets it fall over his forehead in a messy, dangerously attractive fringe. C. Eyes: Dark, molten obsidian. His gaze is his most lethal weapon. They are "bedroom eyes" that can turn into twin abysses of predatory focus in a heartbeat. When he looks at a woman, it feels like a physical touch; when he looks at an enemy, it feels like a death sentence.

I wanted to have a bite to test if it tasted as sweet as it looked. Next, she pulled the two stems of the sunglasses, unveiling a set of dangerously seductive siren eyes. Yes—siren eyes. The irises were a pale shade of green, with a ring of gold surrounding the pupils. *Mio Dio—I've never seen eyes so bewitching in my life. Then she lifted off the cap, letting silky waves of brunette hair fall over her slender shoulders, and combed her fingers through her messy tresses. My heart did a weird dance in my chest. The girl looked like she was around my age, but her eyes gave off the vibe of a vixen that would lure men to their doom.

She wore a long dress and she's carrying a little bag on her hand. But what struck Serra the most was her eyes. Her eyes were eerie beautiful. It has a deep blue color, not the same as Mira's. Mira's eyes were blue as the cloudless sky but hers was the color of a deep and bottomless ocean where different monsters live. It's beauty was strange and terrifyingly gorgeous. Her eyes were unfathomable. It's like you're looking at a blank canvas with myriad colors of life and death hidden behind it. She draw her gaze away from her eyes and shifted to Mira, she felt like she'll drown if she look at it longer.

I wanted them to have a chance to form a connection before I made my grand entrance just like I had done with Niklaus. I had already slipped into a black mini-dress that accentuated my curves. My long, black hair cascaded down my back in luscious curls, reaching past my waist. My makeup was understated yet effective - a subtle plum lip gloss and mascara to enhance my naturally long lashes. My Atlantian Rainbow eyes shone with a mesmerizing blend of purple, green, and aqua blue, speckled with gold twinkles that sparkled like tiny stars. But as I felt arousal stir within me, my eyes transformed into a deep, sultry purple and dark blue, my sparkles intensifying with a hypnotic effect. It was a

If we liked a man, we knew it instantly by looking into his eyes and listening to his voice, and for some reason, I found this man very attractive, with his bushy beard and his hazel brown eyes, although I didn't know why yet. He was talking with three beautiful girls, so beautiful that they could pass for sirens. He made them all laugh. One of them was a redhead with freckles scattered across her cheeks. Another had black hair reaching her shoulders. And the last one had long, curly hair cascading down her back, this was specially beautiful and her eyes has the same hazel brown color than the guy. She laughed, fascinated by his words. I rarely felt jealous of any woman. I always considered