Funny Quotes Eyes Novels & Stories

Is he really over it? Why do I feel queasy?! Am I sick?! Where are my candies?! “What do you think?” Hunter pressed his lips in a thin line. He was staring at me intensely with his hypnotically beautiful deep green eyes. What the hell is wrong with me?! What am I even feeling?! “Your eyes are really beautiful.” I blurted out. My eyes grew wide as I covered my mouth with my hands. Hunter threw his head back and laughed at me. He’s making fun of me now!

Should I suppose to know that? Can you shut up for a second in just one minute you were thinking to slap her hard on her face and now you are showing your affection when she is insulting your friends? What is wrong with you?? "What's wrong Beatrice are you ok?" Her eyes turned cold to dark and like the sea of the storm; her dark blue eyes turned bluer dialling the radius of her orbs, even more, harder to observe but little did she knows that eyes speak more bout you than you speak of yourself. Eyes are the soul of the body before remitting into the world.

I narrowed my eyes as I shot him a sarcastic smile, “You really love seeing me annoyed, huh?” He chuckled, shaking his head with a grin, “You really are something, Kathrina.” “Yeah, you bring out the annoyance in me,” I uttered sarcastically, putting up air quotes in annoyance for emphasis. “Okay, sorry. Sorry.” I couldn’t help but roll my eyes again—he was still laughing, and I don’t even know why he finds me being annoyed funny! The last time I checked, I look pretty scary when I’m annoyed. Plus, he was just purposely doing it, it was definitely pissing me off.

I ask, taking the fries out of the bag. “The Best of Me,” he replies. “I swear, this date keeps getting better and better! I’m in love with this movie.” I grin, clasping my hands together. “If only you can see how your eyes look right now,” he says as he looks at me. I give him a confused look as I tilt my head a little. “They look magnificent when you’re happy. They always turn into a brighter shade and they sparkle. I could stare at you all day when you’re happy and I wouldn’t get bored,” he tells me, and I shyly look down. He’s such a sweet talker. I don’t know if he’s talking to me in that way because he’s just a sweet talker and he wants me to fall for him or he’s saying this because it

I want to move close and breathe it in, but getting close to Scarlet is a bad fucking idea. Clearing my throat, I tear myself away before this semi turns into a full erection. “How are you able to keep your eyes open?” she laughs, blinks hers open for just a few seconds. “I have superpowers.” “Well, then use them and chop up the rest of the onion.” That smile looks so good on her, even with the red, watery eyes. She goes to the sink, washes her hands, and rubs her eyes. “Okay…that’s a little better. But, oh my God, I had no idea it got that bad!”

“ He said, and I quote ‘I don't need the presentation, it's stupid and unnecessary. I just want to shift and chase rabbits all day” “That's enlightening” I add. Ruben sees us staring at him and his eyes go wide as saucers before giving us a completely innocent smile. “You remember when we were that age?” Nostalgia coats his voice and his eyes become distant and misty. From the flash of pain in his eyes, I knew instantly what he was thinking about.

He chuckled and said, “When you are someone’s whole world, you’ll know it because just like what everyone says, ‘The eyes are the windows to the soul.’” And with that, we ended our call leaving me more confused than I was before I called him.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

I ask her. “Your.. eyes changed colors.. They’re green now.” Oh, “Yeah, I have color changing eyes. They are blue when I’m happy. Green when I’m mad. Brown when I’m sad. And grey when I’m horny.” I tell her with a smirk. She seems impressed. “Wow, that’s crazy cool! I wish my eyes changed like that.” She grins at me. Shit, me too! So I really knew what you were feeling about me. And she’s so beautiful. I forgot what the hell we were talking about before... Oh well.

“But none of them mentioned you had eyes like that.” I blinked, thrown. “Eyes like what?” “Like someone who’s already survived ten lifetimes,” he said softly, almost reverent before his grin returned. “And yet still soft enough to laugh at my jokes. That, my boy, is rare. Nevermind me, I just love your eyes.” Heat crept up my neck, and I glanced down at my hands. “You talk too much. I'm sorry, I mean no disrespect, I mean to say you're not stingy with words like royal figures are expected to be.”