Novel & Cerita Looking Into Your Big Brown Eyes

But the pain in my wrist from tugging at the ropes says otherwise, and the ache in my side from being thrown into this room is all too real. Wow. On the big flat-screen TV are those unforgettable eyes—eyes that no one could ever forget if they had the chance to see them. They can look right into your soul and know everything about you with just one look. Those eyes can tear you apart and leave you in a heap on the floor, undress you without even touching you. No doubt, my kids have inherited those eyes.

He was relaxed, casual, but still held that commanding pose. Her eyes trailed down to his thick brows, slightly drawn together in concern, framing those deep-set eyes that held hers. They were the color of warm honey under the soft lighting, a mixture of gold and brown that darkened with every slow blink. God, they were beautiful. The kind of eyes that could unravel her, make her feel seen even when she wanted to hide.

“Mine are boring brown.” “Are you kidding?” he asked. “I’ll have you know they’re quite captivating.” I laughed. “Okay.” His eyes narrowed. “You don’t believe me?” I shook my head. “Why do you look offended?” I asked between laughs. “They’re my eyes, not yours.” “Yeah, and I’m offended that you’re looking down on yourself. Mine are a cold grey, yours are a warm brown. Have you seen how they change colours depending on the light? Plus when I look at you, it’s like you’re looking straight into my soul.”

Not a wall, a warm body. I furrowed my brows and looked up into wickedly mesmerizing green eyes. “And where do you think you’re going?”

She just gazed at me, her eyes piercing and unyielding, as if waiting for me to explain or justify my outburst. It was then that I truly saw her eyes, like two rich, velvety brown pools that seemed to hold a depth of emotion and understanding. They were fringed with thick lashes that added to their allure, and their warmth drew me in like a gentle embrace. Her eyes were like melted chocolate, smooth and inviting, with hints of golden light that danced in their depths. They were eyes that seemed to see right through to my soul, and yet, they held a softness that made me feel like I was gazing into a gentle summer breeze.

Henry glared at her, his voice filled with disdain as he spat out, "Didn't I warn you to stay away from me?" Jason observed the exchange, his heart stirring as Mia's gaze met his. Her deep, brown eyes were captivating, and he found himself drawn into their innocence and vulnerability. As he continued to watch her, he felt a connection forming between them, as though he could get lost in the depths of her expressive eyes.

His hair is brown, and his eyes remind me of grade school—those intense light green eyes. "Natalie, who are you staring at?" Selah asks. "I don't know. He looks familiar," I say. "Well, stop staring before drool leaks out," Selah says, snapping me out of yesteryear. The rest of Sunday goes by. And all I can think about is the boy with the beautiful eyes. Their familiarity bothers me, fascinates me, and confuses me. Well, Mr. Green eyes, I will figure out how I know you.

"hot chocolate. Every time I look into your eyes it's like they tell me how wrong I was for thinking brown was basic. Your eyes are most definitely not basic." Without a word, he leaves the room and closes the door. My mouth finally locks itself and I drift off into the perfect beauty sleep.

I try to avoid eye contact with him because when I look at him in the eyes all I can see is my mom’s death. "Maya, talk to me, what’s wrong?" He asked concerned. He tried searching for answers in my eyes but I didn’t let him "Maya, look at me. What’s wrong?" I finally give up and look at him. The moment my eyes met his, I felt nothing but pure hatred. He reminded me of the worst times of my life and knew that he is the brown eyes Alpha that never got off my head, I felt deeply disgusted. He ruined my life. I can’t believe all this while I have been with him. This man standing in front of me is the brown eyes Alpha that led appeared in my dreams. The brown eyes Alpha led me to depression. The

I rub my eyes, and finally get to the living room to see who the other person was. I've never seen this man in my life. He has dark hair, and a beautiful shade of brown eyes. It's not a deep brown, but a creamy chocolate kind of brown. His eyes are on me, and they break from my eyes and take me in fully. I'm quiet and take in a deep breath. I can finally make out what that smell really smelt like. Pine cones. The woods.