Enchanted Eyes Novels & Stories

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

My eyes struggle to focus on the man standing before me with his arms wrapped around me as they move up towards his face, taking in the beautiful chocolate skin that could only belong to Lucern. When my eyes reach his face, I am struck by the beauty of his eyes. The deepest color of black stares back at me, surrounded by long, dark lashes. His almond shaped eyes reminds me of an Egyptian’s and was breathtaking in its beauty. As I watch, red begins to flood his iris, transforming the black to a bright red.

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

He gasped in surprise as his eyes widen in shook. I smiled at him, my most innocent smile and said plainly. "Whatever you want me to be." His lips went slightly twitched upwards and with shaking his head in amusement he walk passed me I pulled him back by his shirt's sleeve he looked backwards in surprise. His dazzling brown eyes fixed on my dark black eyes. His face right in front of me, I could feel his breathing on my face and his heart beat at that time I wished that he could heard mine heart beats because if he did he had knew what I was feeling.

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.

Ogali’. I pushed my glasses up my nose a bit then I sat down silently. ‘Psst!’, I heard from behind me. I didn’t turn of course. ‘Psst!’, I turned slightly and Beck Jameson was staring at me with his hazel eyes. I wasn’t scared of him like everyone else in school because minus the whole bad boy façade he is just a strangled little penguin to me.

“Go work your magic, pretty boy.” Her gaze locked onto mine, intense and penetrating. We were so close. Her golden eyes were like molten amber, drilling into me with a light that was both enchanting and disconcerting. They held an enigmatic power, as if they could see straight into my very being, leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable under their unwavering scrutiny.

She has porcelain skin, lips as red as blood, and a pair of emerald eyes. I inwardly gasped when I realized that it was her sculpture I saw earlier. "Enchantress..." Ayla uttered in awe. An enchantress is said to have a pair of emerald eyes and porcelain skin. But what really made them distinct is the mandala flower tattooed on their forehead and at the back of both their hands. It is said that it was the Moon Goddess who gave them the mark. "Why do you all look surprised? Aren't I the one you searched for?" she asked.

Her gaze finally settles deep into Missy's big blue eyes. It almost seems like those big blue eyes has cast a wicked spell over her, as she is no longer feeling any shyness whatsoever. Instead, the only thing she feels is an overwhelming desire to get lost in the beauty of her mother's hauntingly beautiful eyes, along with that wickedly delicious body. Unknown to Ellie, the wine she has so eagerly been sharing with her stepmother all night, is enchanted with a potent magical sexual narcotic that is causing Ellie to become so very horny.

The minds of our warriors are now free of sigil compulsion. Thersar and Kandreah leapt along with this surge of energy that boomed out of the crater. Their bodies were girdled with this blindingly bright surge of energy. They didn’t have pupils or irises in their eyes. Their eyes were filled with the light of their joint energy. Kandreah’s eyes were exuding light flakes along with the power, while Thersar’s eyes were filled with black flakes. Ramaleen was wide-eyed while she whispered: “…the power of dark and light. They are prophesied enchanted Gemini.”