Loving Your Eyes Novels & Stories

In every glance, love softly blooms, A tender flame that forever consumes, Her eyes reflect the depths of feeling, With passion's touch, hearts are healing. Oh, the allure of her vibrant grace, A muse that time cannot erase, She radiates a love so true, Captivating all with eyes of green hue. For in her beauty, love finds its way, A force that brightens even the gray, With green-eyed charm and curls so fine, She is a love story that forever shines.

William Shakespeare once said, “Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind, And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.”. Falling in love was one mistake I made, I fell in love with a monster, the devil himself. Face to face with death, yet the only voice I hear in my head is his. I guess to understand my story, We have to start from the beginning.

I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes. Your eyes speak the words that your lips never could. Your actual eyes are too honest to disguise the sweet soul shining through them. Your eyes are like crystals. I never want to let them go when we stare at each other. I love the way your eyes look so concerned when I am going away.

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.)

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 the amulet. "I don't want a divorce," he croaked, his voice cracking. "If you like kids, we can raise Faye's child under your name. I'll cut things off with her—I swear. I'll treat you right from now on. I… I love you, Emily. Believe me…" As he looked at me, his face tense with fragile hope, I clicked open a lighter. The flame flickered to life, casting its warm, insistent glow over the amulet.

" No I don't, '' I said and managed to pull myself out of the world he is trying to create for just the both of us. I swiftly left that spot and moved farther and got more close to the waterfall and little droplets splashed on my face. I shined my eyes and thought of how to escape this. All of a sudden I saw him standing in front of me. I immediately turned and backed him and the waterfall " If truly you do not love me just like your lips utters, then why don't you say it while looking into my eyes. It's true that the lips have been wired by God to lie at some point but the truth is that the eyes never lie and it depicts every truth there is to a person. If truly you know you do not feel any

Thru his eyes, he made me realize that the greatest kind of art is the one that we called "love" I've always adored him for his mesmerizing beauty that brightens up my world, those eyes which taught me that by simply staring at them, it'll make me feel something.

"You made me feel like I belonged somewhere. You made me think that I was needed, that I was not a thing to be used but a person to be loved. " Placing a hand on Ethan's cheek, she said, "Ethan, you know the best thing about you is your eyes. They are so beautiful, so mesmerizing that they can capture one's soul. People say eyes are the mirror of one's heart. What you feel, you can portray through your eyes. And Ethan, you know what your eyes convey to me? Love... Your immense love and sincerity to me. "

Forever and ever. His eyes. My Brandon's beautiful gray eyes that must have hint of the mixed color of silver and blue bore into mine showing me the true definition of his words. They must be soft, caring, possessive, protective and the final emotion that has always been there. Love. So much love. Eyes of love. And what made me sink deeper into his warm and naked body was the fact that his eyes of love would always be directed to me. I owned them. They were already mine and mine alone. Suddenly I felt a desire to see his eyes, I wished to see the love in them for me. I know his eyes must be the most beautiful.