Heart Of The Blue-eyes Novels & Stories

"You'll be mine, Chal. Is that what you want? You'll be bound to me in the way of my kind." "Your kind?" His hands brushed the hair back from her face and he stared, enraptured by the beauty of her. Her face was pale, her eyes huge and a startling blue. He'd thought that the blue of her eyes should belong to a blonde. But against her pale skin and the black locks, the blue looked perfectly natural and utterly right. "What kind are you talking about, Bliss?"

She dropped her head immediately, entirely unwilling to look up into his dangerous eyes, and silently prayed that he would just leave her alone. Alexander noticed her lovely eyes gazing frantically down at the floor, completely avoiding his own. He was instantly enraged. He desperately wanted to see her eyes—her beautiful, expressive green eyes that perfectly revealed exactly how terrified she was of him. He fiercely wanted to see those fearful eyes looking up at him.

She was so sweet, they said, so kind, so beautiful and so genuine, as warm as her golden-brown eyes were in the basking light of sunset. His eyes were blue. Icy, cold, intense: a blue so dark it was almost a new colour. They were focused eyes, hard eyes that slashed at her softness. They absorbed everything, those eyes, picking out details that tried to scurry away and hide like beetles, only to be revealed by a hand plucking the stone away like it was nothing.

Her scream echoed through the room, shrill and panicked. "Aaah!" But as soon as she spotted someone behind me, her expression morphed in an instant. Her eyes grew red-rimmed, tears welling up like a tragic heroine. "Emily, I know you despise me, but my child… my child is a life too!" I felt a strong hand seize my wrist, and I turned to find Tristan staring at me, his gaze glacial. "That's enough," he said coldly. "Emily, I asked you to come here for a civil conversation. How could you attack Faye like this?"

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

he said, his voice was desperate as it said these words but I, being unmindful of it I repeated myself, “Let me go, I said.” I wasn’t struggling against his hold not wanting to give him the benefit of knowing how on edge I had been but when I felt his breath tickle my ear I tried pulling away as he said, “You are being cruel to me, my mate, please just listen to me once.” Slowly opening my eyes when there was nothing else left for me to do I was shocked by the view. His blue eyes were rimmed with redness as if he had cried a lot. It is popularly known that blue depicts sadness and seeing his eyes I could finally put a visual to it.

I said the moment I saw the switch for the light source. I was about to reach it when I stumbled upon something which caused me to lose my balance. I closed my eyes and I am expecting myself to fall on the ground when a hand-pulled and catch me from falling. From a moment right there, my eyes were fixated on Parker's eyes. I can't deny the fact that this guy is demigod handsome. He gave an innocent smile that every girl could fall for. "Lucky for you, clumsy Sunny." He uttered then laughed.

But unfortunately, when he did remove his hands and opened his eyes, the guy standing before him, who looked exactly like him, was still standing before him, smirking or trying not to laugh at him or at how his actions were rather funny. Dante I still got the flowers that you sent My head shot up from my palms. Music? Lorel? And the note you wrote that said that we were meant To be forever An’ I keep them all as evidence In a drawer under the mirror With each word from the lyrics, I felt my heart ache. Like a guitar, each word strung my heartstrings. I clenched my chest, trying my best to stand up but unable to because my heart hurt. Filled with empty promises

She said and sat down. "And to introduce the major shareholders in this group... " Eva already became so tensed. He looked at the three men sitting beside each other staring at her. She needed no one to tell her who they are. They're the infamous blue dragons. Damien was standing behind her, he put his hand on her shoulder to calm her down. It doesn't show that she's uncomfortable but he knows she is. "Calm down Eva. You can do this." He whispered to her ear.

It was from an unknown number. Just when the caterpillar thought the world was ending, it turned into a butterfly. Someone might have sent it to me by mistake but that single line gave me a little confidence. I wiped my tears and then Sir and Adya entered. "So are you ready?" Sir asked one last time and I nodded. He gave me a smile to which I replied with the same.