Lirik Blueberry Eyes Novels & Stories

“No, you--- it’s not you!” Startled, I looked up and--- and for a second, I was mesmerized by his stunning blue eyes. He really had the most beautiful pair of blue eyes I’d ever seen. As if they somehow had captured nature and the supernatural in two gorgeous orbs. They reminded me of streaks of thunder and ice crystals, more than any other color I could think of. So clear and intense, I felt as if they could see right through me.

I softly thanked him and hung up. The courier had arrived. The packed gifts were loaded onto their truck. Soon, these things would return to his hands. In a few days, Mark and the others would come to Silverbrook Haven. When the ring is returned to me, Those years of young, foolish dreams Will end just like that. From then on, we'll each head toward different lives. Henry got drunk at a business cocktail party. He stumbled out of the washroom. He heard Eleanor on the phone. "That's great, darling, I'm flying to Silverbrook Haven tomorrow."

I scanned his face, and all I could think of was how blue his eyes were. “Sure handsome,” I cooed, taking his hand. We danced together… me grinding against him… him spinning me around till I got dizzy. I laughed as he twirled me around. Suddenly, my gaze locked unto the entrance and my laughter died down. I felt all the blood drain from my body. Even though my vision was obscured, I could see him clearly. “Adonis,” I breathed out as my heart started to race. “What was that?” blue eyes asked as he leaned in to hear me. My eyes never shifted from Adonis, who just stood there, his hard eyes darkened as he watched me.

Rowan said quietly. “Yeah,” I agreed. “But the painters never got it right. They always mixed it up with emerald. Aunt Tara used to complain about it.. said no one ever knew the exact shade. After every painting session she’d look so disappointed.” Rowan’s gaze sharpened, almost slicing through me. “Well,” he said slowly, “your darling ‘not ordinary’ baby girl described them perfectly. Blue… blue.” I froze, the words sinking like stones. “Plenty of people have blue eyes,” I managed.

“How many people have you killed, Blue... Iris?” Her eyes suddenly widened, lips parted, then she gulped, but the gun remained pressed against my groin. “H-how d-did you know?” Her question was hesitant and wary. Huh! I could distract her. “My mom had a flower shop. Of all the flowers, she chose iris to bring home every day and placed it in my room. As annoying as it is, I liked the blue one. Your eyes are blue like an iris flower. They remind me of her.”

he walks away Damn his oceans eyes Billie Eilish song began to play in my head as he sadly walked away 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 Careful creature made friends with time

I mumble bitterly Picturing my rejected mate loving anything connected to me. “What-“ Blue eyes when we disrupted by the sound of shouts and loud growls and what sounded like Bombs going off. “what is that?” I ask confused “Showtime…” Blue eyes chuckles “we getting out of here!”.

He said looking into my eyes with his electrifying blue eyes, unknowingly I was staring into his eyes. His eyes were blue like the ocean, shimmering and crashing beneath the sunset. Looking into his eyes was like looking through a fragile piece of turquoise sea glass, which lay in the sand glistening in the sunlight. As calm as the sky before the storm, but as wild as the sea during one. Those were his eyes. Although His words confused me, even more. why would I thank him? Author's Note: Hey guys, let me know your thoughts on this chapter below. Do the vote, comment and follow for speedy updates.

Sebastian holds her hand and gently makes her sit on the piano chair and puts her hand on the keyboard and whispers "Play whatever you want, I'm with you." Anya turns her face to see Sebastian and sees his face inches away from her face. Both stare at each other. Anya felt like she was drowning in those deep blue-green eyes while Sebastian was staring in those brown eyes that were right now filled with pain. Anya breaks the eyelock and sees a group photo with some pages of piano notes. The group photo was the same which she saw on her Grandma Nan's piano and she was sure that these piano notes were also written by her.

His gaze falls onto the stain then he grimaces. My wet, sticky fabric is giving me chills every time it touches my bare skin underneath. I'm hating that. "I..." He scratches the side of his head, avoiding my eyes, "I can't remove the blemish, but I can compensate for it." The blue shade of his eyes is so unique and fascinating that I can't stop myself from admiring them. "Blueberries." "Pardon?" I frown in confusion. Did I say that out loud? His quizzical face gives me the answer.