Looking Up Through Eyelashes Novels & Stories

Is his hand also going to stop me from turning around too? Slowly, I maneuver until I’m facing him and I manage to do all that without waking him up, thankfully. I let out a sigh of relief that it’s a successful mission because the reason I’m turning around in the first place is to ogle him, something I don’t get to do when he’s looking at me, and waking him up does nothing but defeats that. I stare. And stare. And stare some more. At his ridiculously long eye-lashes(I still don’t get why some guys get to have lashes that we’d literally pay to get done. What exactly do they use it for?), at his high cut cheekbones glistening under the sunlight, his straight nose, proud chin and those full li

After finishing his work, he turned his head slightly and noticed that a cup of hot water had appeared at his side at some point. Jaclyn·Dills raised his head and looked at me. The glaring overhead light in the room was turned off, and the soft light from the wall lamp cast a gentle glow on my eyebrows, eyes, hairline, and temples, creating an exceptionally gentle outline. My eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow beneath my eyes, giving my features a somewhat indescribable depth. Perhaps sensing his gaze, I lifted the corner of my eye and raised my head. Jaclyn·Dills' gaze swept across my slightly red eye rims, flickering.

26 | THE FIRE SOUL THAT COME TO THE LIFE Kylie started to open both of her eyelids on there with the slow movements about right now. Kylie's eyes even started to looked very teary about, even though that she herself was completely unaware of all the things that already had happened to her about on there right now. For a several times, Kylie even started to blinked both of her eyelids on there to be able to clear up the sight of her eyes which at this time still felt hazy about right now.

While looking at the top of the hill and imagining myself being there, suddenly I moved on top of the hill. "Seriously successful!? Great soul!" I looked at the fishing village that was under the hill then looked at the vast ocean. Suddenly another good idea popped into my head, I immediately looked at Lia's house. "Translucent eyes! Long distance vision!" "Muehehe let's see what Lia is doing?" With the combination of the two visions, I can clearly see Lia who is taking a bath, it even looks like she is in the bathroom with Lia.

"Because I woke up at 3 AM and you were staring at the ceiling like a man who'd lost his mind. And at 4 AM you were counting my eyelashes." The room went dead silent. "I was NOT counting your eyelashes." "You were. I saw you. One, two, three, four. You were counting." "I was checking for injuries." "INJURIES. On my EYELASHES?” "You had mascara on them. I was checking if it was smudged." "Kieran." "What." "You counted my eyelashes. Admit it." There was a long pause. "…They're long," I muttered. "Unnaturally long. It's suspicious."

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.

Not until she saw his eyes. A flicker. And then nothing. For a second, Anna thought she had imagined things. Liam’s fingers twitched beneath hers. Oh, yeah, she wasn’t imagining things. His eyelids fluttered, a faint crease forming between his brows. He opened his eyes so slowly as if reluctant to be back on earth. His gaze darted to the ceiling, unfocused, before his eyelids fluttered shut again.

He said genuinely. I lifted my head and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Tears were forming in my eyes and I couldn’t help it. I tried to blink it away but that wasn’t helping either. If it ends up streaming down, it’ll only ruin the make-up I worked hard on. I took out a tissue from my purse and dabbed my eyes gently.

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.

I need to see her, see her eyes looking up at me, know that she is mine. "Fuck that's so good. Look at me, Amelia look at me" I desperately plead as her lips and tongue continue to work. She opens her eyes and peers up at me, batting her eyelashes and flicking her tongue against the tip simultaneously. It's enough to tip me over the edge.