Lily Potter Eyes Novels & Stories

But after several seconds of doing so, Lily remained standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking like a smooth porcelain doll with a sweet smile on her lips while more than a dozen men flocked around her like bees, as if she were a delightful piece of honey. Still unable to recover from shock, he stared at the beautiful hue of her eyes. He found himself captivated by the most unique eye colors he had ever seen in his life. The left eye shone like a green gemstone, while the other sparkled noticeably, reminding him of the color of a blue lagoon. Her eyes confirmed who she was. Indeed, she was Lily, his wife! A voice in his head whispered harshly, “ex-wife,” and he found himself groaning in

She was crying and mad with desperation to try any and everything from the greenhouse to use to unlock the passage that Elijah himself had once shown her and had recently ordered Mage Master to upgrade the lock, so only a certain spell could unlock it and nothing else. "Lily flower." Elijah made his presence known softly, but it still jerked her as her eyes went round and wide at the sight of one person she could never bring herself to look in the eye. In her nervousness of having been found, she dropped the latest pot of magical herbs. She was about to throw at her exit to blast it open. Thankfully, the herbs were not explosive.

In a barn, when I was just a child, frightened and alone. At that time, even as a child, I had chalked it up to a trick of the light. There was no way my stray puppy’s eyes had glowed when he protected me from my abusive sister. Now… I wasn’t so sure. “Hey.” The sound of Lily’s voice snapped me back to the present. I lifted my head to see her eyes poking up from over her cubicle, her fresh nails—pink with little red hearts—gripping the felted partition. “You okay? You’ve been staring at that spot on your screen for a while now,” she chuckled.

’ they seemed to sneer. All except for Sara Terrence. To Lily it seemed her eyes were mirrors of her own world, those glorious blue orbs showed compassion, fear, pain, and most importantly of all to Lily's understanding. She could look at Sara, and see in her eyes that she knew exactly what kind of pain and torment she lived in. To her, they were the most beautiful things in the world.

I urged, a surge of anticipation rising within me. Lily continued, her gaze distant as she recalled the encounter. "She had a serene smile, lost in her own thoughts as she gathered herbs. When I approached, her eyes , the same ones you described , met mine. She spoke about nature's healing abilities and how it can mend even the deepest wounds." Amelia's eyes met mine, a silent understanding passing between us. Lily's recollection seemed to carry a message, a piece of the puzzle that could lead us closer to my mother's whereabouts.

I look back to Lily “What’d I miss? Did my eyes get weird or something?” That seemed to snap to her senses “Your eyes?!” she gaped at me, her lips parting but no words coming out, I hold my breath, expecting the worst, she shakes her head, eyes wide “you were glowing, like all of you” she lay emphasis on the you. Holding my eyes “Like you swallowed the entire moon and glowing from the inside out kind of glowing” she repeats to make sure I got the gist. I blinked once, then twice. The fuck?

"It sure is, sweetheart. But let’s try not to get it all over the floor, okay?" She grinned mischievously, then picked up her rubber duck and held it up dramatically. "Sir Quacksalot is on a mission! He must save the princess from the evil sea monster!" I chuckled, shaking my head. "Oh no, not the sea monster again! Where did it come from this time?" Lily’s eyes widened as she pointed to a floating shampoo bottle. "It lives in the deep, dark ocean and steals all the bubbles!" "Well, we can’t let that happen, can we?" I dipped my hand into the water and swirled it around, creating more bubbles. "Here, Sir Quacksalot, take these magical bubbles and defeat the monster!"

Theo continues seriously, “if I couldn’t blink, I’d cry forever.” “That’s…a very thoughtful observation, honey,” I say, patting his head. “Fish don’t blink,” Isla adds. “That’s why they look like that. All surprised and stuff.” Lily rolls her eyes. “They don’t blink because they don’t have eyelids. It’s science.” Theo gasps. “Lily’s so smart. Maybe she should be in fifth grade.” Lily lifts her chin like she just got knighted. “I am in fifth grade.”

Lily, for her part, was left momentarily breathless, feeling the warmth of Greg's hands on her waist and the palpable tension in the air. Greg, still holding Lily in his arms, let his gaze wander across her face, his eyes lingering on her delicate features. Her small face, with its unique hazel eyes and distinct generic eye shape, was as beautiful as a portrait. His gaze eventually wandered down to her heart-shaped mouth, her lips slightly parted as if she was about to speak. The sight left him momentarily spellbound, and he could feel his throat growing dry as he swallowed hard, trying to contain the rush of emotions that were threatening to overwhelm him.

he asks her directly I see a slight moment of hesitation in her face, then she takes a deep breath, shakes her head and turn on her heel in my direction. Without saying anything she takes an ampule of the potion out of my hand and puts it to her lips, “bottoms up” her final words before she gulps down the potion, I run over to Andre and he’s shaking his head trying to get out of drinking it but I won’t take no for an answer. I grab his hair and yank his head back while forcing the potion into his mouth. I use my power to hold his mouth shut so he can’t spit it out. When I see his gulp I release my hold.