Romans & histoires I Can Sparkle Up Your Eyes

He pushed himself up to meet my gaze, his eyes sparkling with desire. “What?” he asked. “Don't stop,” I replied. A sly smirk crossed his lips, and his eyes glittered with mischief. My eyes remained hooked to the mesmerizing blue of his gaze sucking me in. I couldn't stop looking at them. They were dangerous, those eyes, and they were about to drown me in their ecstatic wonder.

I haven’t even kissed a guy before so don’t blame me for being curious. I stay in the shower for what feels like forever before I get out, I walk towards the mirror and start drying myself off, I dry my hair as well and wipe the mirror off. I look at my reflection in the mirror and I swear my eyes are glowing! And my hair has grown like a foot. What the hell. ‘Yes, Lily. We are changing and your eyes are glowing because of your emotions. You need to learn how to control your emotions and not let them get the better of you, or we’re screwed,’ Sapphire tells me carefully, her voice slow as she talks.

Slowly, she opened her eyes once more, their usual color now overlaid with a faint, shifting silver, reflecting the awakened magic. In the mirror’s depths, a shimmering image forms. It was Zela, a genuine smile gracing her face, a smile that reached her eyes and crinkled them at the corners. The signature happy spark in her eyes was back, glinting with an inner light that seemed to chase away any shadow. Her skin was radiant and healthy, a warm glow emanating from within, as if lit by the sun.

“She’s disgusting! Stealing someone’s boyfriend and ruining lives!” “She used us, her fans, to bully Tara! What a manipulative snake!” “Get out of here!” A rotten egg hit Nina squarely on the head. The egg burst, its rancid contents dripping down her hair and face. “Trash!” another egg struck her forehead, the goo splattering across her features. Nina ducked her head, using her arms to shield herself, but in doing so, her handcuffs caught the sunlight, gleaming unmistakably in full view of the crowd.

I bend and pick it up but as I stand, my eyes connect with the most beautiful, breathtaking, golden orbs. Eyes that connect explicitly on mine.

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Her smile broadened including the dimple on her cheeks. With a sparkle ,she continued to take her steps downstairs."Bang!...", the voice of a shot echoed and thrilled her ears ,causing her footsteps came to a halt at the last step of stairs.The agonizing seen infront of her was enough to vanish the beam on her pretty face, making her world to crumble down in mere of seconds.

EZRA. I stood, yielding smooth and calculated movements, and I am headed towards the window, like a slowly dawning day opening a wicked grin. Now, in contrast to this bath of sunlight with radiant beauty, the sunlight highlights the impression on my face, with my eyes sparkling bright with an almost suggestive twinkle. I let out a deep laugh, the sound of which was extinguished between heavy promises of a shared secret. I barely managed to mutter a faint, "Ahaha."

“Aren't I?” “Fine…” She took a sharp breath that teased every fragment of normalcy still lingering in my soul. And slowly flickered her eyes open. “You must see this,” I further said and she followed the direction of my eyes. Instantly, her eyes widened in awe of the bright lights that danced past us. “Whoa! Are these stars?” They weren't. They were simply a product of my magic. But she doesn't need to know that. With peals of laughter that would put sirens to shame, she pointed at the closest sparkling light, and with joy I barely got to see from her, she cooed, “It's so pretty!”

Although my body feels heavy, I still force myself to sit. I searched for arkanghel, but he isn't easy to find. "Where is he?" My eyes are starting to hurt because of these sparkly things around me. "Why are there so many things like this here? It's making my eyes hurt." Who would put these shiny things in one room? It does not complement the place. It's just clashing with each other. "It's blinding me. I can't see clearly because of these things. But then again, where did Arkanghel go?"