Novel & Cerita Doe Eyes Vs Siren Eyes

Always wrestling stubborn patients into bed rest and trying to fight off the deranged ones that want to pluck my eyes out with a scapple. Sienna's blonde hair was still long and shiny, falling down her back, straight and smooth. While mine was dyed a rich brown with bits of curls and always tied up in some messy bun. But once upon a time, our hair matched. Our lips were naturally heart-shaped and small, our noses button-like and annoyingly perfect.We had what people used to call "siren eyes", that shape that looked seductive even when you were just asking for a glass of water. I always hated that compliment, it made me lack identity for who I really am.

"Look what you've done! You've hurt her hand! How could you be so careless?" He shoved me aside and rushed out with Elara to find a doctor. I fell back against the glass coffee table, the impact jarring. And then, a strange, cold pain bloomed across my back. I felt my skin... tear. It was then I remembered the doctor's words from my last check-up: "You carry the Siren's Gene, Isla. It could manifest at any time." As my vision blurred, my own blood pooling on the pristine white floor, I finally understood.

Hypatos announced their arrival. Ismene-Eirene fussed as she tried to fix her hair and dress, as we quickly parted from our kiss. “Well, he is not all that different from his older brother," Rosalyn commented. I shrugged slightly at the comparison to Aigialeus. Ismene-Eirene, however, blushed. “We were…." Ismene-Eirene tried to think of something to say. “We don’t need or want to know, my dear. What happens behind closed doors or between you isn’t our concern." Melanthios assured. Diokles is practically his clone, just like his older sons Ajax and Dorian. The only difference is that Dio has his mother’s eyes.

Tobias, Elaine, Lunaya, all of our fighters growled and moved in closer, ready to attack. “Stop, stop” I screamed at them all and waved them back away. I whipped around to the man on the ground. He was staring up at me with so much fear on his face. His blond hair had a tinge of red through it. His pale skin was dirty and covered in bloody grazes and fresh bruises. He was thin, strong looking, but still quite slim. Above all, he had the most haunting blue eyes. Gunner’s eyes are like pools of crystal blue water, this Weres eyes however were so clear and so blue I imagine I could see my reflection clearly in his iris. I was caught in place, struck by the brilliance of his eyes. I blinked a fe

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

And for him there was no better way than to die fighting for the things they believed in, true to himself to the end. One of the Ucrie approached him, with slow steps. The girl looked at him, her eyes bloodshot, her pupils dilated as if she felt immense pleasure, she looked at him from above smiling. Doreon closed his eyes and breathed deeply: once, twice, three times, before opening his eyes again and looking at the witch, devoid of expressions and fear. The girl opened her eyes wide, surprised by Doreon's expression and opened her mouth to say something, to give him the coup de grace, but before he could speak something broke the air.

"Athena…could you please look at me and let me see your eyes?" Dante said in a soft tone while trying to take another step toward her but Dominic was immediately on his way, shielding her from Dante. There was a special reason as to why Dante wanted to see Athena's eyes. It was because his daughter got the beautiful and unique eye colour of his mate. He still remembered his daughter's baby eyes which were as blue and deep as the sea.