Maiden With The Eyes Of Blue Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Yes?” Ivan looked into the eyes of the girl he loved… like the blue of the sea cradled by the moonlit night. He loved the rain, the ocean, the river… it reminded him of her eyes; eyes the color of blue. But she hated purple… that purple eyes of his… the eyes that she feared. “Alicia, the custom of witnesses watching on the sidelines to ensure the first night’s ceremony occurs no longer exists. I got rid of it.” “…”

From his narrow waist to the wide splayed shoulders, back down again to the contoured thighs and very pleasantly endowed—possibly too much—cock that jutted forward with full-on arousal. Elaina swallowed, her gaze fixated there, mind soaring with the possibilities. It wasn’t until the man knelt on the bed, crawling across the mattress toward her, did she venture to look at his face, the carefully sculpted jaw, thin nose, medium-thickness lips, and those eyes. They remained the piercing blue searing through her as if they possessed X-ray vision, making her shake with vulnerability. All lycans had blue eyes in their shifted form, but none like this. Elaina was certain she’d never seen eyes this

Euphenia was reeling under the encounter last night. Her head felt occupied by the handsome prince of Cresia pushing away the determination and focus she came here. But she shook off the distraction and concentrated on the real purpose of her visit. She dressed and headed out to meet the princess of Vladmore. The woman she was keen to meet for a long time. It intrigued her to finally see Rhain's obsession with her. Suddenly something struck her. Rhain showed her a picture of the princess once; exquisite looking with extraordinary blue eyes. But yesterday when she saw her she didn't have blue eyes and looked pretty normal for a vampire. With all these thoughts in her mind, Euphenia didn't not

I apologized immediately, the last time I saw him I was left crying in the bathroom with a bloody nose. "Look at me Enzo." He ordered, I turned around slowly, he was inches away from me, my eyes were casted on the floor. "Look me in the eyes Enzo." I can't, Carlson hates me and I hate myself for finding him attractive, I hate myself for losing myself whenever I stare at his grey blue eyes.

I knew exactly who he was, and he knew who I was. “So, with the recent information and news that has been circulating the internet and social media, certain actions have to be taken. This will not affect you in any way, but we just need to ensure that whatever you hear, see or is done in this mansion MUST and should only stay in this mansion.” the woman spoke “Rebecca, try not to refer to my house as a mansion”, Dominic said in a low voice. “Are you even listening to me?” she snapped at me. I woke up from my daydream of staring at the familiar man and looked at this lady in front of me. She has ice-blue eyes. Big and round. The type that would make you confess everything you did and did not

I just need… Blue eyes form behind my eyes, I close mine tightly willing the image to disappear. I open my eyes quickly and flip Bailey over, looking into her dig doe browns. I wildly buck into her, but her face becomes blurry and the image of a blonde with those electric blues comes flooding back skewing my vision.

I closed my eyes, trying to regain control of my emotions, but his piercing blue eyes flashed in my mind. Oh, those blue eyes. I had only heard about how mesmerizing they could be, but seeing them in person was a whole different story. When my hazel eyes met his intense blue gaze, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing me in. His eyes instantly became my favourite feature about him. It wasn't just the colour, but the depth and intensity they held. I got lost in those eyes, unable to look away. They were truly captivating.

"Black SUVs. Typical Edmondo." The name sends a shiver down my spine. Edmondo is relentless. If his men are here, you won't stop until he's either rescued me or eliminated me... Whatever serves his purpose better. This, I have learned by being around him in a few weeks. Blue Eyes steps back, pulling a rifle from a rack on the wall. "Keep her quiet," he orders the man sitting next to me. The gag muffles my protest as Blue Eyes throws open the back doors. The roar of the wind and gunfire comes filling the van. He takes aim, his movement precise and practiced.

(10) |Edited| A D R I A N A :::::: The wind blew ferociously as we stared at each other. He was fucking beautiful. I could see it with my eyes. His blue eyes remained icy while he dragged them down my body making me feel things that I shouldn't. Why were his eyes blue? I thought- "Luna," A guard said bending down beside me. "The Alpha wants you in his chambers." He completed and I shook my head in anger.

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.