Novel & Cerita Master Of Blue Eyes

LUCIA. Dark Blue Eyes was approaching, but his eyes were on Mr. Asshole, a smug smirk plastered on his face. 1,100,000 Another flashed on the screen and the asshole cursed and brushed his hand over his hair before he started pressing his tablet again. All the while, all my hopes of being bought by Dark Blue Eyes flew out of the window. He had no tablet with him. He was not bidding. He might be the organizer. Or… Goddess, he might be Olivia’s mate.

They're the only ones who left me, I can't afford to lose them. "Please! Please!" I'm started to breathe heavily and also my vision is starting to blurry, I can't afford to lost consciousness! "Ho?" I heard their young master's foot step coming closer and closer to me until I saw his pair of shoes in front of me. "Then stand up" he command with his authority voice. Even though I was having a hard time standing up I still insisted and looked him straight in his golden eyes with the spiral crimson glowing on it. I wonder why he is the only one who has a spiral crimson on his eyes. Is it the reason why he's the young master of them all?

I slowly turned around to face my nightmare with fairytale-like beauty. Master was looking at me more like killing me with his eyes. His eyes held possessiveness and anger. It was not jealousy instead it was a rage. A rage of seeing someone else touching his possession. His dagger-like gaze turned to that man who seemed to unaffected by his murderous glare. “Stay away from my woman Sinister.” I froze in my place hearing his name. Sinister. Sinister Valentino. Master’s brother. Something flashes in his eyes when he heard Master’s words turning his mesmerizing gaze towards me making eye contact.

Every eye in the room turned to me. At the base of the stairs stood Franco. He wore a midnight – blue suit that mirrored the shadows, but there was nothing professional about the way he looked at me. His dark eyes tracked every step I took, sweeping over the liquid onyx silk, the high slit exposing my thigh, and the violent, blooming bruises I wore like jewellery. His jaw clenched tight. The lust radiating from him was a physical weight in the room, raw and entirely undisguised. The Master of the Game was completely captivated by his own creation. He raised his glass to me in a silent, reverent toast.

"She´s going to blow anytime. You want me to let her come?" "Mmmm... tempting. Just hold on a little while yet eh? What do you think? Should I spill in her mouth or over her face?" Michael continues his slow face-fucking. "You´re not doing either ´til I´m there to watch..." As my Master rises, his leg still a little stiff and slow, Michael, pupils huge in his amazing eyes, deep blue, dark-lashed, pushes in again, pulls out once more. "Jaws aching?" "Mmmfff..." I agree.

"Lady Villarama, I’m afraid that I can’t give a proper response to your query. It would be best if you’d talk this out with the alpha himself." I heaved out a loud sigh as I attempted to walk out of my room. "What is it?" I muttered when the maid held my wrist to stop me from going out. She hurriedly removed her grip from my wrist, frightened that she’d be seen by someone else. "Both Master Siege and Master Kristoffer have the same thing in common. You must pay close attention to the color of their eyes. It changes to blue whenever they see, hear, or feel something that they dislike," she informed me.

They stared in each other's eyes and noone broke the eye contact. Tang Li raised an eyebrow as she could smell some raw feelings. One of the perks of being a Mo is having blue eyes. Mo Yuhan, Mo Zihan and Mo Jia inherited the blue eyes from their father. Ying Yue was the first to avert her gaze as she wasn't sure what will she do if she continues looking into his blue eyes which were revealing a wide sky, a depth. She quickly tried to get up but ended up falling again and again on him.

“Yes, my child, he will rise and claim his bride. And for my part, I will rule this realm as his second in command. It will be the end of shifters; a new race will grow and thrive under our command.” The door to the dining room opens and in walks blue eyes, Milo is his name. He seems kind. “Master, she has arrived.” He says with a bow towards the master. “Show her in.” master wipes his mouth with his napkin, blue eyes leaves, and comes back with a female in tow only a few moments later. Master stands with outstretched arms and the female walks to him, letting him hug her. I see her smile at the gesture. But the master’s face is impassive as if the formality is a chore.

“Look at her eyes...” “They're different... blue?” “It's more than blue... there's something purple in her irises.” “They're beautiful.” “They're... strange.” Mia blinked, confused, and then saw her reflection in the window of a nearby car. Her eyes were indeed different. They were a vivid blue, with a purple-lilac ring surrounding the iris. They were silver eyes. She knew it the moment she saw them. This wasn't just a reflection of the light or an emotional effect. It was real.

The moon shines high above, like a spotlight, until he is all she can see. Those piercing blue eyes envelope Sera, drawing her in like a moth to a flame. As his eyes focus upon her, he reaches his hand out, and she finds herself walking to him. When they are chest to chest, he wraps one arm around her waist, and she takes the opportunity to run her hands up the length of his side before stopping at his biceps. She feels a sense of home and safety in his strong arms. Glancing up to his face, she tries to memorize everything from his jaw line to every last eyelash. Holding her protectively, his eyes dart around the darkened space around him. This leaves her plenty of time to indulge in all his