Looking Up Through Eyelashes Novels & Stories

The man noticed her almost immediately, his head turning sharply in her direction until their eyes met. Clara smiled, hoping the expression looked confident and inviting rather than terrified. Unfortunately, her lips twitched nervously at the corner, and then her eyelashes began fluttering uncontrollably. Once. Twice. Three times. Clara nearly squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment. Why are my eyelashes doing this? she thought desperately. They're supposed to make me look seductive, not like I'm having some kind of eye problem. She silently begged them to stop while keeping her smile in place. The man continued staring at her, his expression growing more suspicious with every step she took.

I should have remembered that Lea was not some random woman who could be easily overthrown. As I watched, I was taken in by the beauty of my luna. Just look at her bright and beautiful eyes. Her eyelashes are so long that they touch her cheekbones when she closes her eyes. Every time Lea blinked, I felt that she was seducing me with her deep gaze.

Liora said, her lips pulling up in a mischievous smile. “Oh, I do?” Lily asked before seeing Liora give her the eye. The eye was a small, unnoticeable twitch of the lower right eyelid, and a small nod. “Of course,” Liora stated, rubbing her hands together. Lily coughed slightly, brushed her hair back, and smiled at everyone as she tried to clear her throat and gather her thoughts. Finally, Lily said, “Oh, hummm, of course, I’m sure that won’t be a problem.”

Intrigued by their unexpected tenderness, I press my cheek against the cool glass for a better view. Suddenly, I notice Layla pointing upwards—towards my room. Asher follows her gesture, causing me to dart sideways and hide behind the curtains. My heart races, and the cold room suddenly feels stiflingly hot. Did he see me? No, the curtains should have shielded me from view.

"You can see into my soul—my thoughts, just by looking into my eyes?" She was stunned. He was a werewolf, could he do that? "No. I just want to keep looking into your beautiful brown eyes. Just like this." His gaze was intent. He continued. "Don't blink your eyes. Just keep staring at me." She blinked. "Is that the rule? Looking into your eyes without blinking?" He nodded. "That's not possible. Not blinking my eyes?" Leila rolled her eyes. "Just for a minute." She laughed. It's simple.

In the bathroom, Ling Yiran leaned over the sink and washed her cheeks, which were steaming from alcohol, with water. Then, she gazed at herself in the mirror with her almond-shaped eyes. Her hair on her forehead and cheeks were dripping with water. Her cheeks, delicate nose, and lips seemed more rosy than usual. As her eyes blinked gently, her eyelashes would fan like a small fan. In the past, she had always felt that her eyelashes were quite long and beautiful. Sometimes when she put on light makeup, she did not even need mascara. However, after meeting Yi Jinli, she realized that one could forget about women when even men's eyelashes were beautiful.

Alex P. O. V Feeling the movement on my eyelids I wanted to open my eyes .As the brush was being run on my eyelids alternatively I felt like I was going to fall asleep. A soft brush touched my cheek and was stroked upward. A liquid was coated on my lips, absorbed by the skin. I felt the tip of the eyeliner brush touch the beginning of my eyes , it was being ran by the edge of my eyelid till the end of my eye then was stroked upward a little a few times. Something was being dabbed on my cheeks softly. My eyelashes were brushed with mascara. I felt my hair being combed and pulled backward.Soft curl of hair touched my skin and descended down on the side of my face. After a few minutes every mov

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"How can a man have all that full and beautiful eyelashes?" I laid my head back on his solid chest and listened to his heartbeat, the rhythm strangely calmed me down. "I wish I could remain like this forever." My eyes widened at my thought. Why would I think of that? An urgent knock brought me out of my bliss and woke Elijah. Elijah stirred, his eyelids fluttered open and he looked straight at the door. His gaze was sharp and piercing and he was still spooning me. He noticed my gaze on him and amusement danced in his eyes.

Gael I open my eyes and for the first time I don't see the small rays of sunlight that usually invade the gaps in my bedroom shutters. I sigh softly, enjoying Evy's delicate sleeping face next to me. Her black hair is scattered beautifully across my pillow and there are a few strands on her face too, but they don't stop me from observing her elongated black eyelashes, her tapered nose and her plump pink mouth ajar. She makes a funny gesture with her mouth that makes me smile and I catch myself sighing again. My gaze moves down a little further, to her lap where her bare breasts slowly rise and fall in rhythm with her slow, silent breathing.