Dominic Sherwood Eyes Novels & Stories

Letting go of the necklace, I wrapped my hand around his throat, giving it a sharp squeeze. Sin leaned back, his full lips swollen from my kisses. His silver eyes slitted, teeth were in sharp points. There was nothing human in the way that he looked at me. That was okay. I knew that if I looked over at the mirror above the dresser. My eyes would be the deep obsidian of my dragon.

I lift my eyes to look at the men next to me finally. The younger man – Dominic Marshall – is the one I googled last night. Yep, I resorted to that, and I assume he is THE husband. I won't lie; he looks incredibly dashing in his three-piece black suit. The attire accentuates his deep green eyes, making them shine brightly. Under the golden glow of the light, his eyes appear even more beautiful. His hair is slightly tousled, with a few strands falling gracefully onto his forehead. His face is aloof, and judging by the jawline he has on him, he doesn't smile often.

Dominic said to cut the silence. He flipped the dishrag over his shoulder, and I stared at him, taking in his appearance. Dominic hadn’t shaved and sported a two-day-old beard which enhanced the squareness of his jaw. He had undone his tie and unbuttoned the top of his white shirt. His honey-brown hair curled slightly around his ears and face, making him look more carefree than usual. His distinct blue eyes weren’t cold or severe and didn’t give off their regular tense and sexual vibe. They seemed lighter than before.

I felt tears sting my eyes. "Thank you. You and Nathan had always been like another set of parents to me." Dominic cleared his throat. I turned and looked back at him. He looked the same but different at the same time. His eyes were still a soft golden brown color that both intimidated people but made them feel comforted and safe. He had always been tall but instead of being a stringbean now he had muscle and shape. His face no longer had that round boyish shape to it and he had faint traces of facial hair now.

He yelled back and though my vision was already blurred by tears, I saw Dominik's figure shake a bit before his gun fell from his hand. “See?" He whispered back to me. I blinked the tears away and the sight before me made me speechless, the almighty Dominik was as white as a sheet, he suddenly had sweat all over his face as he looked from me to his brother and back to me again. “What did you just say?" His voice sounded like broken glass, it made me want to close my ears and shut my eyes to the strange look on his face. “Is that what you told her?" His unblinking glassy eyes were focused on me and I had to look away.

My sweet innocent boy has disappeared from my life. Dominic entered the room space. He remained silent while showing no signs of fear. He started to breathe deeply while closing his eyes. His chest became wider as he breathed in the surrounding environment. His eye color changed from silver to a golden hue when he opened his eyes. He was showing the deadly eyes of an Alpha wolf who prepares to take his life at any moment.

And with shaky hands, he tried to get rid of the ropes holding me. “Dominic.” “I can’t do that, Grace. I can’t betray the love I have for you. I can’t let her win.” “Dominic.” His attempt was futile but he didn’t give up. “Dominic, look at me. Look at me. Please.” “I need a knife. The ropes are too thick.” “Look at me.” He became more feverish and seconds later, he did as I asked. For a moment, I admired the beauty his eyes carried even though they were distressed. It reminded me of the first day I saw Dominic. Those eyes were the first thing I noticed.

Amber opens her eyes after several ours on the couch asleep and a few bags of blood given to her by Dominic. As Amber focuses on examining where she was and what she had been doing, she peers in the most beautiful, chocolate, brown eyes, with long eyelashes that frame these orbs of intrigue. She has seen these in her dreams. She had seen them once in person at her school. However, this time, she was just mesmerized by them. Dominic! It is Dominic! Is all she could think in her brain. His skin was dark chocolate, smooth, and perfect. He smiled at her with beautiful, white teeth, a full grin. She noticed he was speaking; however, the words were not registering yet. All she was able to do was e

Real in a room full of plastic. His mouth was pink. Unbitten. His cheeks held the faintest blush when the old woman kissed him on the cheek. And when he looked up — just for a second — his eyes locked with Dominic’s. Brown. Wide. Unshielded. Then he looked away. Quickly. Like he’d seen something he shouldn’t have. And Dominic’s cock hardened instantly in his pants. “Gemma,” Dominic said under his breath. His assistant materialized at his elbow like a summoned devil. “Yes, sir?”

Hearing the thunderous sounds, she opened her eyes, looked around, the clouds were still rumbling as if God has opened the gates of the dam. She shivered feeling cold and snuggled up with him holding him tight. Hardeep was still sleeping with a smile on his face. Putting up her plan into action she slid off her robe wearing just purple lingerie. Opening her kit which she kept near the bed, she took out oil and spread on her body, then sliding away the quilt, making him open his eyes, she started working on his toes first giving fleeting kisses, then moving upwards like a fish, she kept her eyes on his face. She was looking like a voluptuous making him touch her but ...but there she said, mov