Love Gaze Novels & Stories

I soothe her, cradling her to my naked body as Khai covers me in a blanket. I walk through the house quickly, heading to our room where I walking into the bathroom. Lora has already latched on to my breast but I need a wash, mud caking my legs mostly. She comes into the shower with me, unlatching at the feel of the warm water hitting her now naked skin. And she stares up at me, her eyes a deep shade of chocolate brown. But there in the centre of her eyes near her pupils I notice moving lines of purple. “Will you have mama’s eyes, Lora?” I ask aloud the shock evident in my voice as I marvel at her beautiful eyes.

Everyone in the audience men and women, children and elders all gasped and some even blinked their eyes unwilling to accept that their eyes had indeed seen such an ethereal and unworldly beauty man as Justin walked in carrying a bouquet of flowers with bob beside him. To hear and to actually witness with their own eyes that there really was a match to the looks of their emperor's most favorite wife were two different things. No one could have ever imagined that a man could look so beautiful and angelic. But even the combined shock and dazzled look of all the onlooker's eyes couldn't match the astonishment and admiration reflected in the eyes of the two grooms as they took in each other's for

His eyes dragged down my body– my shaking thighs, my stomach, my breast still sensitive from my own touch. The pupils in his eyes were blown wide, swallowing the lighter brown I was used to. He looked…hungry. No– Starved. And that hunger washed away the initial embarrassment I felt when he caught me. The air between us thickened, every nerve in my body sparking to life under the weight of his stare. I didn’t dare move. I didn’t dare breathe. His gaze dropped lower to the vibrator on the floor, then back up to my thighs and slowly, deliberately, to my breasts.

His eyes found hers as Gideon travelled his hands on her bare back to her butts and squeezed them. “Those eyes…” He whispered hoarsely. “I was captivated the moment I saw them changing colours. Hazel… then green… then amber.” His nose brushed against hers while their ragged breaths collided. Lust was no longer the only thing burning between them. Love, grief, longing, they all existed together, impossible to separate.

Louise Throughout this day of passion, I plunge into the abyss of our desires, a freefall without end, where the intimacy between us becomes a silent symphony, a language that only our bodies and souls can understand. Each exchanged glance is a promise, each brush a spark that ignites my senses. We are bound by a tacit, deep, almost primitive understanding: love, friendship, and desire are not opposing forces, but facets of the same gem, brilliant and indestructible. Together, they weave a web of emotions so intense they seem to defy time itself.

"Oh yeah? And what's that?" "You," he said simply, his gaze unwavering. The word hung in the air like a promise, wrapped in the romance of the moment. He leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a kiss that was soft at first, then deepening with the passion of rediscovered love. Mira melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck, fingers threading through his blonde hair. The world around them faded—the chatter of students, the rustle of leaves—leaving only the two of them, lost in each other.

“Kiss me” Leila whispered the second time and that was all it took for Gavin to lean forward and take her mouth in his. The kiss was different, she could smell the mint and oud in his clothes, she moved closer so her fingers could brush his hair and he cupped her cheeks in his hand. This kiss was based on an approval from both of them in their normal state of mind, it was not influenced by anything or any kind of alcohol. It was strictly what they both wanted and Leila took her time exploring his mouth with her tongue, her lips and everything in her.

The station I decide on is a movie I think, but I'm already far from it's starting point so I just try to pay attention and grasp the concept. And that was interrupted by a black figure underneath my line of sight. I slowly lowered my eyes to see why she felt it was ideal to interrupt me tonight but the sight I met with slightly cracked me. Louisa was looking me straight in the eye like she had done something wrong, her eyes were holding back a stream of tears that was very visible and her pouted lips quivering almost in fear. " Whatever I did, I'm sorry" Then I felt a cord strike my heart. She's apologising? How? Why?

Bayo asks an already furious Ini and although I could hear and understand them, I still could not speak up. "Guys, una dey see who I dey see abi na my eye dey deceive me?" Angela asks immediately she walked up to us and something about them asking made me feel even worse. Lord knew, I wished so dearly that seeing him was only a part of my imagination but the fact that they see him too and that he's actually here with his stupid wife right behind him made me wish the ground could just open up and swallow me whole. (Are you guys seeing who I'm seeing or are my eyes deceiving me?)

Under the corner of the left eye, there is also a mole, making the face that has wild beauty become more attractive and charming. This man exudes an attractive aura of his own that Uri himself could not have imagined. He just looks blankly at the man. The silver-haired man at this moment suddenly turned to look at Uri. The moment she met those cold dark blue eyes, Uri suddenly felt cold and shivered, and quickly retracted his gaze.