Eyebrow Length Novels & Stories

It's as if his stares penetrated her hard skull. Now that it goes to this, she has enough time to study his features. Auburn hair that is slightly longer, reaches below its nape. They are thick and soft to the touch maybe. His thick eyebrows. His long eyelashes. His perfect blue orbs brought shivers to her body. His perfect straight nose line and his perfect sharp pointed nose. Her eyes darted to his thin pinkish lips.

Even though the eye bags stuck on her thin cheeks, it didn't affect his flawless face. His curvy eyes were followed by thick eyebrows, his English brown hair spread out and looked thick. His lips appear thin and flat and add to the masculinity of her face. Even though the light had sneaked in and peeked through the window, he still didn't care and closed his eyes.

She didn't expect that he is one of the young masters of the Prestigious Clans. He had sharp eagle brown eyes that match his eyeglasses. Compared to these three other young masters, he is more friendly and outgoing. He is tall too, but not as tall as the gentle young man. He had long eyelashes that made girls jealous of him, small kissable lips, dark brown eyebrows that his brown eyes, and perfect refined jaw. He also had a gentle aura and an extrovert aura.

I was feeling kinda nervous. Even after a minute as I didn't look up at him, he opened his mouth. " Why are you drawing without looking at me ? You can't just draw any eyes. The eyes should look like me." " It will l..look like you.", I replied without looking up. He didn't reply anything but crossed his hands. After I finished the outline of the eyes, I had to look up to have a look at his eyebrows. His eyebrows are thick compared to that of Alex's.

When he was serious, his eyebrows would tightly knit together. The fair and slender hand raised the cue stick on the table, and he gently swung the stick, aiming at the point of impact, measuring the angle. His eyes narrowed slightly due to concentration. The women present couldn't help but be deeply attracted by his beautiful eyes. Jacoby's eye shape is typical of parallel double eyelids, with the eyes parallel to the eyelids and slightly drooping towards the outer corners. When in a natural expression, it gives off a sense of innocence and youthfulness. However, once he becomes serious, it also exudes a faint, cool and gentle aura.

I didn't mention any titles, just my first name. They shared the same towering height at over 200 centimetres, broad shoulders, and olive-toned skin that hinted at Mediterranean heritage. Their dark brown hair was styled similarly, yet subtle variations set them apart. Marc stood just a touch taller, the extra centimetre adding an almost imperceptible dominance. His lips were fuller, and a cleft chin added a distinct character to his face. His eyebrows were perfectly symmetrical, giving him an air of composed strength.

I asked and ran my hand through my black hair. I was decent looking, I guess. I had dark blue eyes that weren’t anything spectacular. They were like the colour of one of those dark blue wax crayons you used as a child. I had a scar on my right eyebrow that prevented hair from growing, so it looked like I had a permanent slit. My black hair was full of dandruff and in a mess like I had just woken up. I was about 6 foot 4 inches, which I hated because it made me stand out amongst average men. “Like JB said, she’s crazy.” Calvin agreed, then added, “I say we get the hell out of here right now.”

He's ashamed to show his ugly face to the public. Damn! I can't believe that I actually believe those rumors! Ugly, who? This guy in front of me is SUPER HANDSOME!! He's tall and masculine. He had a look uncommon to most people. His eyes were mesmerizing blue like an ocean. He has a thick natural eyebrows, which sloped downwards in a cold and serious expression. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite, as if sculpted by a famous artist. He carried an imperious nose well and his angular cheekbones carved down towards a flinty jaw.

Ignazio could feel the warmth of Olivia's body in the palms of his hands, and Olivia could feel the firmness of Ignazio's chest in her hands. They locked eyes for several seconds. At this close range, Olivia could see Ignazio's deep brown, almost black, eyes. His nose was small and pointed. His lips, hidden by a mustache and beard, were pink, indicating that he wasn't a smoker. The upper part was thin, while the lower part was thicker. The man's eyelashes were long, thick, and curly. His eyes were almond-shaped, neither round nor slanted, adorned with thick, naturally curved eyebrows, like a sculpture.

Unconsciously, she let her eyes wander around his face, soaking in his facial appearance before falling down his body and up again. Thick raven black hair that begged for feminine hands to be run through them and deep chocolatey brown eyes that seemed like a brewing storm, framed by thick and long eyelashes. Perfectly curved eyebrows, which made her jealous that he could have such perfect eyebrows without even trying whereas she had to pluck and shape hers.