Novel & Cerita Lirik Blueberry Eyes

I just learnt how to get a hold of my powers, and the witch hunters were going to be here soon. The woman screamed again. The labour was proving difficult. I could hear the baby straining. It was a girl. I had to think fast, so I did the only thing I could do. “Sameli”. I whispered into the air and everyone fell asleep. I walked slowly to the pregnant woman. She was asleep too. I woke her up. It was dangerous for the Baby. She opened her eyes slowly, and they were the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. I saw worry etched on her face. Her veins popping out and going in. Pain. She was in pain.

They were a striking shade of beautiful blue, like deep sapphire pools, reflecting the tranquillity of the morning sky. Embarrassment flushed through me, my cheeks warming with a blush as I stood there, caught in the midst of my clumsy mishap. Yet, his expression softened, and a warmth radiated from his beautiful blue eyes. They held a tenderness that made my heart flutter, a connection that spoke of shared moments and unspoken emotions. Even in this vulnerable state, his eyes conveyed a reassurance, as if to say, "It's alright, Nesta."

he said, his voice was desperate as it said these words but I, being unmindful of it I repeated myself, “Let me go, I said.” I wasn’t struggling against his hold not wanting to give him the benefit of knowing how on edge I had been but when I felt his breath tickle my ear I tried pulling away as he said, “You are being cruel to me, my mate, please just listen to me once.” Slowly opening my eyes when there was nothing else left for me to do I was shocked by the view. His blue eyes were rimmed with redness as if he had cried a lot. It is popularly known that blue depicts sadness and seeing his eyes I could finally put a visual to it.

I closed my eyes, trying to regain control of my emotions, but his piercing blue eyes flashed in my mind. Oh, those blue eyes. I had only heard about how mesmerizing they could be, but seeing them in person was a whole different story. When my hazel eyes met his intense blue gaze, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing me in. His eyes instantly became my favourite feature about him. It wasn't just the colour, but the depth and intensity they held. I got lost in those eyes, unable to look away. They were truly captivating.

"Breathe for my baby girl. Focus. I'm here now. Focus on me, sweetheart." I blink up at him, tears already in my eyes... I'm scared. But I don't see those crazy brown eyes that are on repeat in my head. I see the fierce blue eyes that are promising me protection.

Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy. I could not keep my eyes away. For a brief moment we locked eyes, forgetting all others in the room. I took in her appearance from the blue dress that had a heavy defined slit at the back to the silver sandal heels she wore. Fuck, I want to be inside her, fucking her with that dress on. I saw how uneven her breathing became. She was sucking on those lips. I wanted it.

Theme song- ocean eyes by Billie Elish I've been watchin' you for some time Can't stop starin' at those ocean eyes Burning cities and napalm skies Fifteen flares inside those ocean eyes Your ocean eyes No fair You really know how to make me cry When you gimme those ocean eyes I'm scared I've never fallen from quite this high Fallin' into your ocean eyes Those ocean eyes I've been walkin' through a world gone blind Can't stop thinkin' of your diamond mind

Does he see the love he feels for her pouring out of them like the way her shooting star arched and landed in the night sky? I can't speak for her, but I can see the way her blue eyes draw me in like the tide on a full moon and I can see the adoration that seeks for nothing but love right back. And I do. I love this girl more than the ocean loves its moon. She keeps me moving, keeps me from pulling myself back under to the place inside my head that would surely drown me. And because I must see those eyes with my own, I keep mine open for the rest of the night because I don't want to miss a single second when I get the view of her.

“Look at her eyes...” “They're different... blue?” “It's more than blue... there's something purple in her irises.” “They're beautiful.” “They're... strange.” Mia blinked, confused, and then saw her reflection in the window of a nearby car. Her eyes were indeed different. They were a vivid blue, with a purple-lilac ring surrounding the iris. They were silver eyes. She knew it the moment she saw them. This wasn't just a reflection of the light or an emotional effect. It was real.

But it takes a second to fully register what’s actually happening. Laney practically short circuits and is speechless I think for the first time in her life. That is until we land on the sexiest eyes we’ve ever seen. Especially under the pale blue of the moonlight, his crystal blue eyes are even more pronounced. But it's his smile that lights up when we lock our sights on each other. I pull away from my grandmother as Laney absolutely loses her shit.