Her Eyes Her Eyes Make The Stars นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I smile sweetly at him. she scoffs" whatever". I feel little fingers poke me, I turn to my right "Yes?". "Are you really blind?". Jesse's little sister, Jessica whispers "Yes, I am". " So, you can't see when I make this face.........or this face.....or this one?". I laugh "Nope, but I can hear you and tell you are making silly faces". " So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes"

He was intrigued “Oh she didn’t mean it, she corrected herself straight away and said they might hurt me! Although I don’t know why anyone would ever want to hurt me, and I never went out so recognise didn’t make sense either. Just before I started school mum said she would give me a fresh new look. I felt like I was having a real princess day. I got my hair done, make up and mum even let me try some of them eye changing contact lenses!” I smile at the memory “Why would you change your eyes?” Damon quizzes

The day I was released from prison, a woman claiming to be my ex-wife came to take me home. Instinctively, I pulled away when she reached for my hand. "I don't know you." She frowned, assuming I was still upset. "Five years ago, we agreed that once you got out, we'd remarry. Mom's getting older, and she misses you." Hearing that, I opened the diary I always carried with me. Written inside was an instruction: 'If someone claims to be your ex-wife, go home with her.' So, I did. After I returned home, I became the perfect husband and the perfect son in their eyes. When my ex-wife seemed to be fooling around with my younger half-brother, I pretended not to notice. When my mother openly admi

“When you’re promising in not so many words to sink deep inside me and make me come so hard I see stars, how can I not be?” “You’re putting words in my mouth, Gina.” He wrapped his hand around my neck and turned his face to mine. “And ideas in my head.” “Did you not say that? Oops.” “If you want to see stars, sweetheart, all you have to do is look up.” I met his eyes, which were shining brightly in the dark. “They’re beautiful, but I prefer stars of your making.” He trailed his fingers down my cheek. “Then it’s a shame you can’t see what I see every time I look into your eyes.”

"Let me do this. Please. It’s the only thing that makes sense to me now." Above them, the stars shimmered like the tears that fell freely from two pairs of eyes.

Above her, tiny lights swirled and flickered—stars that moved as if responding to her will. “Winter,” I called gently, stepping forward. She turned to me, her wide silver eyes shimmering with excitement. “Mama, look! I figured out how to move the little stars.” My heart clenched. I could see the pure joy in her expression, the thrill of discovering what she could do. But I could also see the danger in it. Zander walked over, placing a hand on her shoulder. “It’s beautiful, sweetheart, but you have to be careful. No one else can see.”

While I still survive on the overhang of the restaurant. I could not really stand up myself. My own vision has become blurry. Then, I lay down looking up at the sky. I saw there were so many twinkling stars hanging in the sky. I enjoy it. Very beautiful. Then, I swept my gaze until my eyes landed on two parallel stars. The two stars then fall together leaving the tail. I thought it was two latitude cubes. Weirdly, two stars fell at the same time. I concentrated on focusing my eyes. From the earth, I could see those two shooting stars turns into two eyeballs. I paid more attention. The two eyeballs drew closer and then displayed the form of an angel. Very beautiful.

Now that I was back in the cabin, I paid careful attention to my beautiful mate; I watched as she made the twins sleep singing a lullaby “You’re the star of my eyes, you’re my moon and my sun; You are the star of my eyes. I simply live by looking at you. The one that ties all my hopes together, you are that beautiful dream of mine, my baby, so cute, so small. You’re my moon and my sun; sleep well my little sweet, adorable baby.” I let out a small chuckle in awe, Zephyra looked up at me and her smooth , fair cheeks turned rosy, red,

"Winter this night will forever be etched in my heart. I am so grateful to have you by my side, experiencing these incredible moments together." We stood beneath the starlit sky, the night unfolding around us. And as we held each other in a lingering embrace, we knew that this was just the beginning. Countless more adventures awaited us, filled with love, laughter, and the power of music. In that moment, under the vast expanse of the night sky, our souls intertwined, forever connected by the music, by the love, and by the unforgettable experience we shared at the Ed Sheeran concert. And with every beat of our hearts, we knew that our journey together was only just beginning. We were making o

he added, trying a bit of charm. Ignoring his comment and hoping to remind him a bit of the sorrow that hung over her now as she made a familiar journey with a less familiar individual, she responded by saying, “Sometimes, when I look up at the stars, I pretend that one of them is Jaris, lookin’ down at me from heaven. It’s my way of keepin’ him right here with us.” She was staring intently into the heavens, one eye slightly closed as if squinting would somehow help her to focus more on whichever star she believed to be Jaris.