Looking Through The Eyes Of Love Novels & Stories

I can feel his hard erection against my opening, and I swallow. The first thrust makes me squeeze my eyes shut and gasp, the pain slicing through me. Prince stops, and when I open my eyes again, I can see the worry on his face. But then he continues, aiming another thrust. AS he stares at me with concern, I see something in those amber eyes. It's like they are filled with the same pain, along with emotion that is in another level. Love ... ?

"I love those eyes." I try to imagine what she sees when she looks into mine. Does she see a scared boy who feels like he is starting over in far too many aspects of his life? Does he see the love he feels for her pouring out of them like the way her shooting star arched and landed in the night sky?

Her lips moved, and her love spilled into melodies, transforming into a love song… I tried to speak, but words would fall, They couldn’t hold my heart at all. So I just looked and let you see, The love that lives so deep in me. In every glance, a thousand dreams, In every breath, your shadow gleams. What could I say when my eyes said it all? Every tear, every spark — they told it all. No need for words, no need to call, You already knew… my eyes said it all. You read my silence, calm and true,

"You’re my everything." Her mother looked at him, her eyes filled with love. "You won’t lose me, Xavier. I’ll always be with you, in your heart. Remember the laughter, the love... that’s what will keep me alive." Bridget squeezed her mother’s hand tighter, feeling the warmth begin to fade. "Mom, please don’t say goodbye. Just hold on a little longer." "I’m not saying goodbye, Bridget. I’m saying I love you," her mother replied, her voice a mere whisper now. "Live for me. Live for us."

A tear rolled down her eyes as she held the bird in her palms and she glared at his car angrily. Even though she couldn't see him through those black windows. He could see her gazing straight into his eyes. And then he realized, Her gaze was full of hatred. She was unaware of the fact, that who was behind the black windows of the car was none other than her long last love. She only felt tremendous hatred. The way she looked at him, with all hatred and disgust.

She was still looking at her book her whole focus on it and nothing else. He admired her features for a moment until he felt a gaze on him. one intense gaze that sent shivers down his spine. Jun looked through the window to find himself looking into the eyes of someone he somehow knew who it was. those cool penetrating eyes that were all but eating him up alive like a threat, The eyes of pure hatred and jealousy.

Nоt аgаіn, ѕurеlу? “I lоvе every іnсh of you but for mе, іt іѕ уоur eyes. Frоm thе mоmеnt I lооkеd іntо them, I wаѕ trаnѕfіxеd. Thеу are lіkе рurе ѕаррhіrеѕ, ѕо beautiful. In thеm, I ѕее the man I lоvе, thе mаn I want tо spend forever wіth. I ѕее уоur bеаutіful ѕоul, аnd I knоw thаt еvеn after a lіfеtіmе оf bеіng tоgеthеr, mу heart wіll аlwауѕ skip a bеаt іn уоur vеrу рrеѕеnсе.”

I took it and stood there as I wanted for him to do whatever he was planning to do next. ‘‘Open it, the back,’’ he reminded me as I apologized and flipped the back page to see what he had written. ‘‘Your eyes are the deepest shade of the richest earth, and they speak of how I belong. Your eyes shine bright with the love that is within, love those spreads throughout the black expanse of the amazing universe and lights it up in the long run. Your eyes speak love and innocence.’’ I gasped as I finished reading the last sentence and covered my mouth with my hands.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

He will really be regarded as my prince charming and my knight in shining armor. He takes a momentary break from making out with me, as his eyes remain fixed on mine. It appears to me that he is attempting to communicate with me through his eyes. His gaze conveys messages to my mind that he is not capable of articulating to me pretty clearly. I know that by the look he is giving me, and that is enough for me to realize the unspoken words and the reality of the actions he is taking. There is love in his eyes, and I can see it clearly now. This is not just us being overwhelmed with lust and desire, but all the more, this is us being consumed by the unspoken love we have for each other.