Longing Eyes Novels & Stories

Back to sipping wine. They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

Because this is the only way I can marry you. If you’re reading this, it means we’re already married. Please don’t be afraid of this marriage. I didn’t marry you out of pity. From the first time I saw you at sixteen, I’ve been waiting for this day. —Julian" The letters slipped from Rhea’s hands. She remembered the way Julian looked at her after he woke up—controlled and restrained, with something deep in his gaze. It had not been the politeness of a stranger. It had been love buried for years.

My amber eyes burned in the moonlight, and every wolf still present lowered its gaze. I was breathing hard, chest heaving, but all I could see was her. Lessie. She stood frozen at the edge of the clearing, her eyes wide, her lips trembling. Her heart hammered so loudly I could hear it from where I stood. She was pale, but there was something else flickering there too, not just fear. Something heavier. Longing. I moved toward her, each step deliberate. Blood dripped from my hands, trailing down my arms, smearing my chest.

She has longed to see him for many years. It flabbergasted Eric to see his wife after seven years in his arms. If it weren’t for Lizzy, his daughter, then he wouldn’t know for how long he would have kept her in his arms. It felt like a very familiar emotion inside him, and it was too good to be true to have her so close to him. Miranda, though, was astounded to see her daughter so grown up after only seven years. She is now ten years old and has evolved into a beautiful girl. Her eyes had always yearned to see her precious angel.

Back to sipping wine. 🌷🌺❤️❤️❤️ They lock eyes across the table. Everything around them fades away. They are in a universe all their own. Lost in the depths of each other’s eyes. She can feel his desire, he hers. But it is not lustful. Calm, gentle, controlled. With a sense of longing to escape forever into that universe around them.

Nothing. The silence stretched, but his eyes hadn’t left my stomach. The pain had intensified, he stared at it with longing in his eyes, as if he was fighting himself for missing certain milestones in my life. My nails dug into the palm of my hands. I couldn’t breathe, I couldn’t move not when he stared at me with so much longing in his eyes. I hated the way the minute my eyes found his, the storm that had been brewing in my mind had finally died down.

His blue eyes take in her hungrily with a flood of emotion of regret, longing, and want. Mia feels all the resolutions in her are ready to cave in.

Her soft and pink lips trembled as tears leaked out of her closed eyes. Her eyelashes were long and made her green eyes look breathtakingly beautiful. Now that her eyes were snapped closed, Andreas had the urge to see them again. Those were definitely the most gorgeous green color he had ever seen. It was weird, how he felt something for this little sacrificial lamb of his. She was just a child and yet she was evoking foreign emotions in him. He had never felt this way, before. As soon as he realized what he was here for, he gritted his teeth and pushed his gun against her set skin, brushing it and almost breaking it. He was quick to snap out of his thoughts.

You know when your mind sees something that is so utterly beautiful, so unworldly that it distinctively focuses on the pinnacle of its interest, zeroing in on that magnificent sight, having everything else blur in the background? That's what Nate's eyes did to me. The golden, caramel orbs locked on mine and it was all I could see. His eyes are red rimmed as if the surgery was still taken its toll but his face is bare and so responsive. The butterflies, the ones that have become paralyzed a few weeks back, twitch and flutter when Nate's pupils dilate and his clear, breathtaking eyes roam around my face before dropping down my body.

And those eyes… Goddess. Those eyes… so damned desperate and pleading, filled with a raw ache I’d never seen in anyone else. She had said nothing, but she didn’t need to. Her body had begged. Her soul had trembled. And for once in my life, I wished to answer such a longing. I’d wanted her. There was no denying it.