I Can Sparkle Up Your Eyes Novels & Stories

He was so smart on top of that, it made it really easy to babysit him, Evan had already learnt a few words which he frequently used to convey things like, sippy for water, yes and no, yum for food, etc, otherwise it was just random babbling. Whenever Lucas would be too busy to give him attention, he would put on rhymes for him on the television or on the phone and Evan would obediently watch that, until the older would come and play with him. Evy, as Lucas had started to fondly call him, loved his sketchbook and colours with all his heart and soul, the only time Lucas had ever seen him cry hysterically, was when he had accidently spilled water on the book with his sipper, and all his colourf

My eyes have had bags from the lack of sleep , but with a little makeup magic from Crystal I was able to cover them up. I try to look like I'm fine on the outside but in the inside I'm broken,tired, unable to do anything without pain. I stood up with all the energy I got, when I was able to stand I stumbled my way to the door saying bye to Hades. Thereafter, sparkles stated forming, and my vision became blurry, my hands came out trying to find something to help me stand, feeling air only. My head was about to hit the ground, I heard my name being called before falling I felt a pair of hands, that my mind went off, finally peace has come.

A slow, malicious smile curved the lady's lip and her light aquamarine eyes lit up with evil intent. "Well, done," she said out loud just as she raised the middle and ring finger of her hand and made a small arc. A silver sparkle burst to life in the shape of the arc she made. She stepped forward into the silver sparkle that was enlarging. The silver sparkle disappeared as soon as it had started, and the sparkle took with it, the mystery woman.

The last rays of the sun danced across my face, illuminating the glittering powder within the container, and sending shivers of excitement down my spine. My voice trembled with excitement as I stuttered, "Is that...?" but Raziel finished my sentence for me, a knowing smile spreading across his face. "Yes, it is," he said, handing me the small, delicate jar filled with the shimmering, iridescent powder. I took the jar from him, my fingers wrapping around it with a sense of reverence, and inspected the contents carefully.

I shove her off and make space for us both. Her hair disheveled, hiding her eyes which were roaring ice blue flame at me. I deserve to be grounded into a sparkling diamond under her heel. But I'm too far gone to the fluid motion of my own insanity to share the same properties as physical matter. an acidic swirls of motion poured into bright colors with a fetching, petite frame.

"Like the sun just burst through the clouds." My giggle is a melodic symphony that fills Lucas's heart with joy, my eyes sparkling like diamonds in the morning light. "I feel like I'm floating on a cloud, and I never want to come down," I whisper, my voice barely audible over the gentle hum of the coffee maker.

“Why are you so hard headed, Beatrice Fraye? Do you want to die with me?” My heart skipped when my eyes met with him. I wanted to flick my forehead to wake myself because it seemed like his eyes were sparkling. But maybe I was just hallucinating. It is impossible that his deep ocean blue eyes which have always been dark the first time that I have a contact with it turns to be sparkling. That can't be happening.

I began, "you seem so happy today. Where did you go last night?" As I took another sip of tea, I couldn't help but notice the sparkle in Sandra's eyes, a glimmer of excitement that spoke volumes. "Oh, you won't believe the adventure we had last night!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with animated energy. Her eyes danced with enthusiasm as she began recounting the thrilling tale.

The vanity mirror was a vast, silver-backed sheet of crystal that spanned the entire length of the marble wall. In its reflection, I didn't see the Tyrant. I saw a ghost with long blonde hair, eyes like frozen lakes, and a charcoal silk jumpsuit that looked more like a bruise against the blinding white of the room. My heart hadn't just stopped; it had been seized.

Ryan chuckled softly, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “Really?” he replied. “And what’s so beautiful about my basic green eyes?” Scarlet shrugged innocently, her smile not wavering. “As far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing basic about your features,” she confessed. “People would pay to have your looks, including those stunning eyes of yours.” Ryan chuckled again, genuinely taken aback by Scarlet’s sudden praise. “Are you drunk already?” he teased. “You’re not being normal right now.” Scarlet playfully rolled her eyes, her laughter echoing in the air.