Longing Eyes Novels & Stories

Matching his gaze was equal to making your heart run in a marathon, and the same happened with her. The moment she was captivated by his amber eyes, she could not look away. The intensity and darkness inside them made her heart skip a beat before it participated in a marathon. The dark rings around those blazing flames were as if eating them slowly, dominating the darkness of lust inside them. She could not believe it! Her hazel eyes found those thrilling flames enchanting.

I can’t take my eyes off him. "Different worlds are not enough to keep us apart." I stared at him as he said those words to me. I can smell his enchanting scent because of how close we are to each other. His face was blurry. The only thing that I could see clearly are his eyes; those eyes that express more than one emotion. Eyes that sparkle the same way the fireflies danced around us. It’s as if I can see through his soul because of it. We are smiling at each other while lying on the grass, under the bright full moon.

I awake with a slight headache and sit up, looking around the room. I realize I am alone and stand carefully. I look around the room in search of the bathroom. I decided to try the black door by the balcony first, and internally dance it is. I turn the light on and look in the mirror. My hair is stuck to my face, and my eyes are puffy and red from crying. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

Now, their two pairs of eyes locked, silently conveying their deep longing. They channeled their profound emotions through silence. The girl scrutinized Dave's face, which looked disheveled, with dark under-eye circles accentuating his strong jaw. Her gaze shifted to Dave's body, which appeared thinner than the last time they had met.

My eyes travelled all the way up her body from her toes to her face – fucking perfect. I think my lustful stares were to intense , as she suddenly looked my way. Her eyes latched on to my own. I licked my lips , sending her a message of exactly what I want. Her eyes stir with a hint of mischief and storms with lust and desire. Message received! She bats her eyes at me in acceptance – attempting to look innocent or attempting to look cute , however she horribly failed.

My eyes travelled all the way up her body from her toes to her face – fucking perfect. I think my lustful stares were to intense , as she suddenly looked my way. Her eyes latched on to my own. I licked my lips , sending her a message of exactly what I want. Her eyes stir with a hint of mischief and storms with lust and desire. Message received! She bats her eyes at me in acceptance – attempting to look innocent or attempting to look cute , however she horribly failed.

Isn't this a win-win situation for us? Although Marcus still looked the same, I felt that he was no longer the same Marcus I knew. I just looked at him before bursting into laughter. As my laughter stretched on, I began crying. "But Marcus, I can't wait for that long…" Marcus roared back impatiently, "Are you done with your shenanigans? My mom wants a grandson, but you can't get pregnant at all! I've compromised so much for your sake, Joanna! Can't you just compromise for me just this once?

Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

Nora remembered Alexander was always captivated by her legs As she slipped into the dress, she loved how it highlighted her figure, enhancing her confidence. The way it hugged her curves made her feel powerful, and ready to face any situation. The dark hue brought out her eyes and complemented her skin tone perfectly. For her makeup, she decided on a bold yet classic look. She began with a flawless base, carefully blending her foundation to achieve a natural glow. Her eyes received attention next, and she opted for a smoky eye with a touch of shimmer, making her brown eyes pop. She lined her eyes delicately with black eyeliner, enhancing their shape.

Her face was pale, her eyes red. "Bentley!" she shouted, pointing straight at me, her voice shaking. "You killed my father!"