Green Eyed Feeling Novels & Stories

Even when I forgot the exact tilt of their smiles or sound if their voices I always remembered their eyes. Knew I'd recognize them anywhere. No matter how different they looked. How much they'd aged, I'd recognize those eyes on any face. Ryder's two voids that can swallow me whole. The deep bright green of Hunter's that seem to hold an entire forest. Jeremy's big grey ones that in certain lights almost look to be a dark silver. The hazel of Shade's, the amber flecked with green and blue.

The flicker of desire is fanned by those two words, I feel him pressing against my body, hard and noticeable, he knows I can feel his hardness, he likes to tease me like this. “Keep your eyes on me the whole time, I want to see how your eyes look like with every touch.” I suck in a breath from between my teeth, keeping eye contact does something to me, down there and deep inside of my soul, it’s like I can hear him, and he doesn’t have to say a word. He licks the strip of skin along my mouth, small whimpering sounds escape me, I fight the urge to keep my eyes closed, and on his instead. His eyes are a different shade of green, the deep one I have now come to associate with Daddy.

As I rose up from my curtsy, I took a quick glance around the room in an attempt to study the unfamiliar room when my eyes landed on something that caused my breath to seize. Green eyes. Those green eyes captivated me, piercing into the very essence of my being. At the sight of those beautiful aquatic green orbs, my breath hitched and my chest heaved. Under the influence of those mesmerizing eyes, my palms started to sweat and my heart beat’s pace fastened. I could barely breathe as those eyes stared at me with an intensity that I could not explain. The reaction that I had to being under the watchful stare of those organs of sight baffled me as I tried to recall why they looked and felt so f

Examining her battered body, she sighs, "Yeah, we look pretty bad, but keep your guard up. Nothing is more motivating than the green-eyed monster." "I'm glad you mentioned that. Deena's eyes were brown, and now they're green. Green eyes mean you're a monster?" Face planting herself, Ellie chuckles, "Speaking of green, you're so green you're going to get us killed." She laughs and moans from pain. Soon, she's laughing uncontrollably, but I'm watching with a straight face. I ask, "What's so funny?" Holding her stomach, she groans, "Ouch. I hurt all over, but I needed that laugh. Ajay, I don't know why Deena's pupils changed colors, but the green-eyed monster I'm referring to is envy.

He looked at me rather puzzled and like I was crazy. "Do you know how much these snacks would cost me in the theater? They're way too expensive." "Well you do have a point" "Now, come and help me tape all of these in place." He said giving me the tape. I started to pass the tape all around his waist until I thought it was secured enough. I lifted my head to tell him I was done, only to be interrupted with a pair of piercing emerald green eyes. I stayed there, hypnotized by his hypnotic gaze. His eyes were truly amazing, so impossibly green. But not just any green, a deep royal green, an emerald color that could even compete with the precious jewel. Every time I look at his eyes, a pleasant s

The rain outside showed no signs of letting up. Penny looked up intending to signal a waitress. Her eyes met his and held. All of her alarms went off. A silent wave of panic warned her she was treading dangerous ground. Try as she might, she couldn’t look away; fixated, she watched his eyes as they changed color. The green was slowly being swallowed up by a deep shade of pure gold. It sucked her in. Muddled her mind. Penny couldn’t think straight, couldn’t look away. If he hadn’t broken the connection, she was sure she would have stayed there the entire day just staring into his weirdly coloured eyes. Penny couldn’t explain the panic that had built in her chest. Or the warm feeling that had

She whined. I scrunched my eyes tightly, my fists clenching tightly. The only reason I fucked her was because of her green eyes. But the color was a dull contrast to the ones that had been plaguing my dreams, the little sleep I did get, my unconscious mind was filled with visions of emerald green, glowing orbs, so alluring and sexual that I would wake up needing to relieve myself, rubbing one or two out before I could even shower. Fuck, just thinking about those ‘come fuck me eyes’ was getting me hard again. I turned away from Scarlet, not wanting her to think the boner was for her benefit, or that she had caused my arousal.

Grey Grey had a way of looking at you that made you feel like the rest of the world had simply ceased to exist. Not poetically. Literally. When those dark eyes found yours, sound faded, thought faded, and there was only him, the quiet certainty of him, and the growing realization that you were already his before he’d even touched you.

Is it me or are her eyes even more emerald tonight? Even in the dim lighting, her eyes are a radiant hue of green that speaks to the soul of the beast within me. They remind me of fresh rows of evergreen pastures, saturated with new blooms. I feel the beast in me lie down in submission at the look of her jade eyes. That bright color is so bold and striking, so inviting and tempting. Damn this witch vixen.

Every single cell in my body started twitching in anticipation of something. "Eliane, what's wrong?" His velvet voice made my heart skip a beat. I opened my eyes intending to lie and tell him that everything is fine only to get lost in his mesmerizing forest green eyes. I forgot how to talk. I was lost in that unique shade of green. I wanted to look away but I didn't want to. Does it even make sense? How do I usually look away from him? Why would I even want to look away from him?