Leigh Occhi Novels & Stories

she stuttered. Lord Lorenzo only snubbed her and grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him as Carlotta couldn't even provide a word to pronounce, she was jittered as she swam in the beautiful sets of blue sea eyes before her. She had thought his eyes were brown and somewhat cold and dark but this blue eyes were warm but filled with pains. She could read it. Thresholds of pains. The eye contact was so strong that Lord Lorenzo unwrap his hand away from his waist. The scene is getting uncomfortable again. He broke the contact as Carlotta gulped down a saliva and faced the ground.

He glanced to his right for a moment, then shook his head when their jet-eyed eyes met. Their gazes changed. The atmosphere in that place felt even colder, like the look in Loui and Luca's eyes. If there is a term for killing through gaze, maybe that sentence sounds suitable to be used as a highlight in the condition that the two Argent brothers are suspected of doing. "Are you sure you don't like Malia, Loui?" Loui gave a small nod. "I like her." answered Loui quickly. "But I don't love her." Luke chuckled. He brushed a few strands of hair that covered his right eye, he then gave a shake as an initial response.

I felt the cool whisper of his breath against my lips. I shook my head. “Just a second,” I needed to rein in my thoughts. I felt his finger press up against my cheeks softly. “Look at me,” He repeated. And this time, against the warning in my head, I pulled my eyes open. My vision was blurry with tears. And through the fog, two intense ice-blue eyes came into focus, and they were all I could see, all that mattered. Lorenzo's eyes stared deep into mine. Searched through mine. His ice-blue eyes darkened all too knowing.

Arlo gets off the couch, finally, and comes and sits between us and looks up at both of us with the one white ear and the amber eyes and the complete confidence of a dog who considers himself central to all important decisions. He is not wrong.

Another day has come, sunlight seeps through his window as his gorgeous blue eyes squint. "Master your breakfast is ready," Fafnir said as he open up the curtains. The garden outside looks lush as ever, as fields of furze, bushes of different colored roses, and beautiful yellow dahlias make the sunny day jollier. Justine smiled and slowly sit up. His unsettled bangs are pushed back complimenting his sea rover-blue eyes and bristly eyebrows make Fafnir wonder why his good-looking master never gotten a fish in the sea. 'Oh yeah, the unsettling bangs' he said to himself

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.

The picture didn't do him justice at all, was the first thought that popped into Megan's head at the sight of Ricardo. While she found out that he looked very much like in the picture she had seen, she also realized to her surprise that some of his features had been greatly underwhelmed by it. His eyes for one, she thought. The picture had made them seem black but they were actually dark brown, with a little highlight of black that shone with intelligence not especially common to every individual, even some so-called geniuses that Megan had met during the course of her psychology career.

Chapter 245 Anna watched him as he tortured Alsssandro, and no matter how loud and gruesome his screams were, she noted that Leone was the least satisfied. In fact, she felt like he was getting even more aggravated as the seconds went by. “Argh!!!!!!!” Alsssandro let out a painful scream as Leone dug his fingers into his eyes, plucking out his eyeballs like pieces of berries. He slumped to the floor, almost lifeless, as blood poured out of the empty eye sockets in generous amounts.

Being immensely shocked, Sumico could merely close her eyes tightly. Sumico didn’t feel any pain or any rough or hard ground. She felt like falling on a soft, tender and not dangerous surface. Slowly and gradually, Sumico opened her eyes again. At that moment, she was faced with a pair of deep blue ocean eyes with his shady, protecting, warm and cozy stare. For a little while, Sumico really didn’t realize where she was, what she was doing, and who was hugging her so that her entire body didn’t touch the ground.

Adriana’s eyes widened as she froze mid-breath, while Antonio’s aura darkened into something almost palpable, like a storm about to break. His lashes lowered for a brief moment, shutting out the scene in front of him, his chest rising with one deep breath. But then, as his lids fluttered open again, his cerulean-blue eyes had turned dangerously colder.