Hazel Eyes Spiritual Meaning Novels & Stories

He just might have to teach this small looking Angel a lesson or two on humanity. She turned her gaze to him suddenly and froze when their eyes locked. He fixed his eyes on hers, those hazel eyes were heavy with so many emotions running wild within them, he could easily tell and asides from evident fear from his sudden gaze, there was also something else in them which he noticed. Was it hurt? He could not exactly place it but he knew that he was close enough, there was definitely more emotions in those heavy, captivating eyes.

"The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The sparkle in your eyes fascinates me. They are hazel. The way your eyes grow big when you don't do anything wrong and be innocent. That's what differentiates you from others. They are beautiful. Your eyes have the power of showing the reflection of the world. I... I feel your eyes are the purest things in this world. They just can't lie. They are like an open book. Anyone can read you through them and that's what makes me afraid. I want to be the only person to read your eyes. I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes.

I said. "I just received a picture of a girl with hazel eyes and brown hair from Kevin boss. Is that the girl? " He ask. I look at the Kevin, he send me an assuring smile acknowledging that he indeed sent that picture. But he continuously tap his left leg on the ground indicating that he was anxious. Angel was in mansion with Elijah. He is worried. I motion him to enter the car and asked our best driver to drive. These people are trained for this purpose only.

"Ohh, so this is the most important work hmmm, you guys wanted me to attend???" Everyone turned to look at the speaker. A rare combination of hazel eyes, white as snow, long hair tied in plaits upto waist. Silver Danglers in ears, bracelet tinkling as she moved her hand. Clad in blue denims and off-white sweater, with pink polka muffler round the neck and blue sports shoes. In all a fusion of west and east. With a smiling face she hugged all and then looking at Navi she said," you must be the heartbeat of my brother, he was talking about but again you're not what he said!!!" "What did he say about me, that I'm an average girl with no brains! I knew it, this is what he thinks of me, Hardeep j

"Stay down. Don't move. And whatever you do, do not look up." I straighten up, taking a deep breath. I'm almost relieved to see that the girl is still alive. Hazel would be sad if she wasn't. When I notice their petrified eyes on me, my composure snaps like a twig. Its a mix of anger, excitement and the thrill of unleashing what lies inside of me. Pure, animalistic rage. And in a moment, they're done for.

My heart soars when I see Hazel and I know she feels the same as her ears perk up as I run towards her. “Hazel!” I rush to her side and embrace her as tears fall. “Oh my goddess, I thought I lost you forever Hazel. Are we…..Are we dead?” “No, I don’t think so. This doesn’t feel like all the other times that I have died.” “So where are we then? Is this all in my head?” “You are in the eternal hunt, spiritually. Your body remains on earth,” says a mystical voice. I look around trying to find the source of the voice, but all I see are wolves.

"Yours is different, definitely not the type I give you, this was too relaxing, thank you. He said thank you with a serious face, looking intently into my hazel eyes. Good lord……, the way he is staring into my eyes…., I don't think I can formulate a coherent 'you're welcome'. If I open my mouth I might just babble gibberish. so I nod my head at him like an agama lizard. "You know, I can stare into your hazel orbs for hours and not get tired. Your eyes seem to hold me captive and drown me. They search into the depth of my soul, they want to bring out the best me, they show me a world of possibilities. I've seen so many hazel eyes in my lifetime but yours is different, it reminds me of someth