Looking Into Your Big Brown Eyes Novels & Stories

I sigh. I dream of brown eyes.

"Let's go, I guess it's enough for today." Anya was about to turn to go when her light brown gaze collides with a pair of blue-green eyes, Anya stare in that eyes and a mocking and ridiculing smile appears on her face which removes the gentle smile from Sebastian face as if she can see his soul and know what he was thinking? Siya turns her face and looks at Sebastian but she found him staring intently in a specific direction and when she saw in that direction she found a girl's back with blonde hairs making her angry.

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. A desert one.

I’ll wait. She stared at the message for a long time. Then she turned her phone off and tried to sleep. Sleep didn’t come easy. When it did, she dreamed of eyes, Ethan’s warm brown ones smiling at her across an airport terminal, and another pair, darker, watching from the shadows. In the dream she walked toward Ethan but kept glancing back, pulled by something she couldn’t name.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

Sebastian slurred and then clicked his tongue. "Well, I'm sorry to burst your bubbles but I do not enjoy working," Alice remarked, glatkng up at him through her long lashes. Alice closed her eyes, expecting him to hit her once again but after a minute of closing her eyes, she felt nothing but a touch on her eyelashes. Alice's eyes immediately flew open and she was shocked by the intensity of the gaze before her. His orbs were a deep shade of brown that almost looked black. They were bright but there was something about those orbs that made Alice want to bring him into her arms and hug him tightly. Seeing where her train of thoughts was heading to, Alice was shocked as she immediately tried r

He chuckled, finding my response amusing, "Look at me, Quinn. I've warned you about not looking at me when I'm talking to you." I clenched my molars, inching my gaze toward his as slow as possible. Everything would be perfectly fine if I kept my eyes glued to his instead of letting them linger elsewhere, at least that was what I kept chanting in my mind. His eyes were darker today, a little more brown than green. I found it fascinating how his eyes shifted colors. Maybe it was due to his emotions or maybe it was just the lighting of the room affecting his eye color, but I secretly loved it.

I wondered, my heart racing with anticipation, if she felt the same way. Her eyes, locked on mine, seemed to hold a spark of awareness, a glimmer of recognition that hinted at a deeper connection. I felt myself becoming lost in the depths of her light brown eyes, their beauty mesmerizing me. The sound of Roxy's voice was like a gentle wave crashing over me, its soft yet resilient tone captivating my senses.

Ricky asked. “Huh um no they are blue; you should get your eyes checked,” Jade said shaking her head. She wasn’t sure why the boy was so interested in her eyes. “No, they are gray Jade.” He challenged. “There’s only ever been one person with your eye color. You should be happy that you’re different.” “Whatever, I have to go,” Jade said rolling her eyes. She was hoping her Aunt was already waiting for her. “Should we tell her about the legends?” Stephan whispered to Ricky.

I immediately kick back into his shin, and he cries out in pain. But…wait. Something is wrong. Making very sure that there is no room for him to make a single move, I search for his eyes. They are a deep dark chocolate brown that is glimmering under the moonlight rushing through the open windows above. I do even dare go as far and say that there is a smile behind the sparkle that they hold.