Looking Through The Eyes Of Love Novels & Stories

"If you don't want me to say it, then don't proceed with the donation." "Alright," I answered. Jordan's expression soured. "Hazel, what the hell do you mean?" I smiled weakly. "I still want to behold the world with my eyes. Can't I do that?" Pursing his lips, Jordan stared at me with a gaze as deep as the abyss. "Say that again." "I don't want to give her my eyes." Without a moment of hesitation, Jordan slapped me harshly.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Of course, that's how he felt whenever he was talking to his two eternal gifts. “I don't like that brand name.” A forced smile pushed the corners of her mouth, but she swallowed them in shrugs. “Maybe The Caths’ would do.” she smiled. His face read nothingness. His insides shrieked words he did not wish to admit they were true. Yes, men's love lies not in their minds nor hearts, but in their eyes. Love blinds, but time cures, while love magnifies beauty, time on the other hand reveals the ugly.

Mai tujhse hi chup chup ker teri aankhe padhti hu Kon tujhe yun pyar karega jaise mai kerti hu. I noticed the moisture in her eyes. Her eyes were glittering with unshaded tears when she was looking at me with so much love which was directly reaching my heart and make my soul shivered. I was also looking at her with so much love and affection. I just wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her how much she makes me feel special, though every single moment I feel special with her but this is something. This is the first time she showing her love and affection openly. Hmmmm...mmmhhhh

I looked up from the ground and into his eyes, hoping to see the same loving gaze that he gave me when he first woke up in the hospital. However, that was all wishful thinking. The eyes that once told me that they loved me now looked at me with nothing but coldness. We didn’t utter one word. We just stared at each other for the entire moment, no one bothered looking away. It's as if we were from different spectrums— my eyes looking at him with longing and love and him looking at me with hostility and indifference.

The love and reverence in his eyes spoke volumes, transcending mere mortal boundaries and reaching into the realm of the extraordinary. With our eyes locked, we stood together in that moment of profound connection, bound by an unbreakable bond that would guide us through the trials to come. Lucian's gaze, a testament to his unwavering love and faith, breathed life into me.

the bartender told him with a mischievous glint in his eyes and Nicholas could see it clearly. (Translation: Love? Love is a very simple yet beautiful feeling. If you crave a person presence around you, your eyes need to see them, your arms want to embrace them and cherish them for eternity, you want them to be with you always and you can't see them hurt, their pain affects you too that means you love them.)

I glanced up at his face, my eyes locking onto his golden brown eyes, which were filled with an intense love that made my heart race. His gaze was unwavering, filled with a depth of emotion that took my breath away. The way he looked at me so lovingly, with a mix of tenderness and desire, sent a shiver down my spine. My heart pounded in my chest, each beat echoing the yearning in his eyes.

"I want to be inside you." She looks at me with eye lids that are slightly closed as I line my cock against her pussy lips. I push in slowly and watch as her eyes close and she moans out my name. I watch as her lips open wider and her tongue slides unto her upper lip. She exhales as she takes more of me in. Her eyes open once again and latch onto mine. I can see it now. Trust and love in her eyes. I'm not sure what it is she sees or loves me for, but my chest tightens, and my heart, which had remained dead to love, wells with fucking emotion.

KitKat sarcastically, also a little ridiculous. "Ban, what is love?" "Love in my eyes, which is to let the other side understand me, is also a kind of indescribable tenderness, isn't it? Deeply imprinted on the heart and into the bones and marrow, even without saying a word, even if it's thousands of trees away from me? So, hearts are still together, never apart."