Eyes Of The Soul Mga Nobela at Kwento

The more she thought about her foiled plans, the angrier she became, resulting in her accidentally dropping the baby out of rage. "This is your fault! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have gotten to this point in life! Die!" A loud thud sounded. Blood was splattered all over Marcus' pale face. As Sylvia cackled at the top of her lungs while walking out of the ward, a teardrop slid down Marcus' cheek from his closed eyes. Unfortunately, those eyes would never open ever again.

Oh my beloved, now I can trust that admiration is not a mirage. Thanks for giving me the sight of God's most beautiful creation. Which retainer needs to attend a crusade if they get your accommodation. My colorless life is now fully colored, more than the rainbow. The meaningless soul is expected to be this divine soul's shadow. After being feast on those eyes, my existence is triumphant now. Realm of beauty, I want to present myself to you as a bestow. <><><><><><><> Hello readers, Welcome to my first book 'Soul'

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

One that is cruel to the world and the other that is hurt inside and only wants to protect. I hope the time stops so we could stay like this. I'm afraid that he would go back to being cruel like he is when he wakes up. It hadn't even been 30 seconds, he woke up. His eyes lifted to only meet the ceiling as I quickly shut my eyes. Not wanting him to see me. "Wake up, I know you're awake." Defeatedly, I opened my eyes to see him watching me. I quickly diverted my attention elsewhere. Not wanting to look him in the eyes.

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

"Hey, Winter! I'm back! The doctor said that you're A-okay!" I felt like a cat on a hot tin roof. I quickly gave Hal a look and quickly blinked at him, asking him to keep his voice low. As it turned out, Hal never got my message and came over to me with a chuckle. "What's wrong with your eyes? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to get them checked, too?" As I dreaded, Finnegan immediately noticed us and stormed over in his coat, his face dark and thunderous. "Winter Brooke!"

Y'all should decide what you would like. I moved away from him, even more, and he just stared at me like I was losing it. I knew I had to explain what I meant to him. His eyes were so fixed on me, they felt like he could see into my very soul. I turned to face him and he looked away for only a split second before turning to me again.

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears

Our lips danced together in an unhurried rhythm, swaying and tugging gently while nipping and biting here and there. A soft groan rumbled from his chest and I smiled, with my lips still on his, and then drew back, then stared into his beautiful black orbs. His eyes were piercing, and they held so much mystery in them. It is said that eyes are windows to the soul, but Verzi's eyes were something entirely different. some times they were lifeless and cold, sometimes they swirled with so many emotions that made you weak in the knees, and sometimes; they were what could bury you alive.