Linger On Pale Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

"Eyes, Vivian. Look into his eyes." Taking a deep breath, I raised my gaze to meet his. The impact was immediate and unsettling. Sylvan's eyes, usually cold and guarded, had softened somehow. The ice-blue depths seemed to reach inside me, stirring memories I'd tried to bury—of our month together at the Northern Territory villa, when I'd foolishly believed this might work.

“Yes?” Ivan looked into the eyes of the girl he loved… like the blue of the sea cradled by the moonlit night. He loved the rain, the ocean, the river… it reminded him of her eyes; eyes the color of blue. But she hated purple… that purple eyes of his… the eyes that she feared. “Alicia, the custom of witnesses watching on the sidelines to ensure the first night’s ceremony occurs no longer exists. I got rid of it.” “…”

I knew he was making a sexual proposition but I acted cool. “How about you untie me first” I gave my best smile. He did. My arms felt like it had been held down for four days... because it had fucking been tied down for four days. “Thank you, Louis,” Then Louis did something I never expected. He bent down until we were eye to eye and I could see his iris, they weren’t as dark as I thought them to be, they were blue and beautiful. Then he said. “You say my name fine Rayna” “And you have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen in my life” Not that I’ve looked into many people’s eyeballs. He smiled.

She must be very upset with me. I turned to look at them and the frown on their faces feared me a lot. "I know how you felt because I have been there before." The Luna finally said something and raised her head to look at me. Her eyes were blue and they looked really scary but beautiful at the sane time. How is her eyes so blue. When I sighted the eyes, I noticed the eye was not like that earlier, then I suddenly remembered I once saw my eyes turn blue. "How is her eyes also blue." I asked myself after seeing the blue that shined in her eyes.

As I continued to beat his hand the doors opened, hearing the sound of it I turned around. When my eyes met his gaze, I felt drawn into his eyes. The icy blueness generated a feeling like I was being pulled into a lake of frozen emotions. It was like all the myriad shades of blue swirled together to form a whirlpool of apprehension, I couldn't understand whether this is all the alcohol's effect or not. To say that his eyes were blue was like saying that the sun was yellow. Sufficient but not accurate to capture the burning. I gulped at the intensity those ocean blue eyes held while my trembling lips whispered, "M..Mr.Villin?"

He was gorgeous, but I would never admit it. He turned to me, with a small smirk across my face. "Busted," he winks at me. "Crap." I look around the room, and I realized that all eyes were on me. I feel my cheeks getting warm as I try to read their minds. Lauralie has beautiful light blue eyes, much lighter than Declan’s. She has shoulder length blond hair, with a curvy figure. Her smile could light up any room she walked into, and it showed. She was beautiful, with a silver tattoo on her neck.

trailed off Nahla. As Selene is face to face with her sister her eyes widen, “What, is there something in my teeth?” Nahla asked “Nahla, your eyes, they’re violet”, Selene whispers, “How is that possible?” Selene asked confused “I sort of noticed that when we were getting ready, but I just thought that the makeup and dress brought out my dark blue eyes, making them look purple”, she shrugged. Just then the door to the landing opened, and in walked the two most beautiful men either women have ever seen.

But that’s the thing about life with Ryder, you can never expect what’s gonna happen next. Tonight, Ryder and I were doing another N*****x and Chill night. We were at his room, lying on his bed, and watching Peaky Blinders from the small projector. The lights were dimmed, the air was cool, but his body was warm. My body was snuggled on top of his chest as my head rested on his shoulder. “I really like his eyes,” I commented, referring to Cillian Murphy’s piercing blue eyes. “Yeah?” he asked. “Yeah, it reminds me of your eyes,” I said as I looked up at him.

If I can get to know the color of his eyes, it will help a little in my search for him. "The color of his eyes is Icy blue," Irene said. "Icy blue?" I asked and she nodded. "How did you know the color of his eyes? Have you met him before?" I asked. Wait how did Irene know the color of his eyes, did she see the photos in my drawer? Even if she did, the photos have a black and white effects so there's no way she can predict the color of his eyes. This woman is acting strange. " There was a gentle blue glow from your belly button when I was examining you earlier. I think that's his eye color." Irene said and I wore a confused look.