Enchanted Eyes Novels & Stories

I chuckle watching her eyes glimmer with excitement telling how glorious that day was. "You had the eyes of every family begging to have you for their son. It was like a charm. The best gifts placed at my feet as I cuddled you close with your father beside me. It couldn't be more enchanting. The fairies gifted you beauty, the elves wisdom, the merfolks gave you power of sea which was rare to non merfolkes. That's why your eyes has gold in those brown orbs. Then our allies the vamps and weres. As a mother I couldn't be more happy." Happy tears trial down her face and the joy she express match her glowing eyes.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Xander had never seen a man so beautiful before in his life. Given, that no one could possibly be more gorgeous in a room where Xander existed, alluring and ethereal, God's finest piece of craft. But these Acker siblings had these eyes...these pair of champagne eyes that looked like would drip honey any moment as if those pair of hazy orbs were to give the elixir of eternity in the form of tears. But they could also very much drown you, one dip in the lake and the marines would be clutching your ankle and pulling you downwards in the depths of blue.

a princess, oh fuck. "You are the princess to our kind, destined to one day be the queen...hopefully" her words, our whole conversation comes crashing down inside my brain. The grass, the hill and the bench we sat at together. The strange conversation that we were having whilst that strange man with eyes like mine sat within the cover of the trees watching. "I saw a man, a man with eyes like mine," I tell them, or myself I'm not entirely sure. "That was probably Theseus Celeste's husband. He controls the elements and has the ability to heal all living beings with only a thought. His eyes glow purple because he is a healing witch that apparently has immortality" Dr knight tells me.

"Your eyes. They're different. Go look." Elena frowned and went over to the mirror. She jerked her head back and looked over at Marie, then back at the mirror again. Her eyes were different. They were a deeper green, almost forest green now, and the tiny flecks of gold that had been there, were a lot bigger. They gave the effect of gold leaf rubbed into a forest green canvas. They were iridescent and glowed with an inner light. "Well, that's going to be fun trying to explain. Everyone knows I don't wear glasses or contacts, so that excuse won't fly. Any ideas, my smart, sexy Marie?"

I arrived at the five hundred and fifty steps feeling tired, my arms hurting so badly, the sun was neither taking it funny with us as it shone all its furiousness on us. Upon entering the holy temple, Zelda was out with moon scepter in her grips. Her eyes glimmered with Grace's of the moon goddess, if beauty was a human then, she was true. but if I'm to choose between beauty and Ariana, I'll choose Ariana over and over and over again. Her eyes blazed with fire and warning at the same time. The color and structure of her eyes were different from the normal or royal werewolves. She had snake eyes that were rotating from their position all the time.

Aunt Grace says. “Are all elves so messy?” Aunt Angel asks. My mother looks up and sees me. “Oh, hello sweetheart. I’d give you a hug, but I have elf dust all over me.” She says as they continue to brush themselves off, dust falling all over the floor. “Elf dust? As in you disintegrated them?” I ask. “Sure did. And what’s with the creepy eyes?” Aunt Grace asks. “They’ve gone dark.” I tell him, frowning as I watch dust particles drift to the floor.

The deep olive green,contrasted with her sea green eyes. A store assistant noticed Willow and rushed towards her,grabbing the blouse from her hands. *Rip*tear*

"And how are you going to be your best version? I mean, what do you see in your best version? Is she a mean girl? If yes then don't be it. You don't have to act tough to be your best version, I promise." "It's not. Let me tell you my vision of how I want to be. I will walk into a room like I own it. I will say thank you to everyone for the tiniest help. I will thank the waiter/waitress for bringing me food. I will thank the driver for driving me to my destination. I will thank my assistant for bringing me my documents. I will praise everyone for their efforts. I will smile when I want. I will stay true to myself. I don't have to appear mysterious or cold to be unapproachable. I don't have to

Eyes, once reflecting the dignity of a monarch, now glowed like fiery orbs, pulsating with an intensity that transcended the mortal realm. This enchanting metamorphosis was a dance of arcane forces, a communion between the ancient magic of the woods and the regal spirit within me. The moonlit forest bore witness to the emergence of a creature both wild and noble, a guardian in a realm where the mystical and the mundane converged.