Mina Ashido Eye Novels & Stories

I asked and she flinched when I ask her. "Ivory loves ramen." Her mom said. "You want to change your order?" I asked her and she shook her head. "Okay." I said and I called the waiter since everyone finished picking what they want. After telling the waiter all the orders, I turned my attention to Ivory. One thing that made me a little uncomfortable is that she stands out. You can't ignore her presence, too beautiful to be ignored. She wore a tight and short white dress with long shiny earrings, red lips and gold necklace.

shouted Afifah further boosting 45 Mizuki "I really don't want to do this. But for Alice's sake, I always try to do everything neatly and will definitely make you happy!" Mizuki giggled "Please, let go of me--- Arkhhhhh--!" groaned Afifah as the sharp knife that had been in Mizuki's hand moved to her face. Stabbed one of his eyeballs. Afifah's vision was blurry, it hurt so much when the wound mixed with the salt from her tears. "Arghhh!" she screamed again as Mizuki pulled out the knife very slowly. As if enjoying the pain he was feeling right now.

Ashley stared at herself in the mirror, studying the complex eye makeup she did. Staring back at her is a girl who now had eyeliners that made her forest green steel eyes, rose-red lips, and pink blush plastered on her face, and her pale skin now had a little tanning making it alive. “It can’t be me.” Amelia paid no attention to her and progressed, giving her a wonderful hairdo. Ashley was observing her hands move over her hair turning their fate into a fairy godmother. “You need something to wear. But I’m not letting you wear anything from your wardrobe.”

I blink and so does she. “That’s me…” I whisper and the young woman in the mirror does the same. I am mesmerized by her ocean blue eyes and long eyelashes that flutter back at me. Her skin is clean and glowy without a hint of green on them and her makeup is kept minimal with a faint pink tint to her lips. “Of course it’s you. A better and upgraded version of course,” Ares says proudly, beaming from side to side. He twirls a few loose strands of hair near my chin and when I attempt to tuck it behind my ear, he slaps my hand away.

It's hardly as melodic as Asher's, but it's attempting warmth, the accent unfamiliar as it is thick. It's Asher's gloved fingers that undo the blindfold from my head. The moment it falls from my face, I look up, trying to adjust my eyes to the artificial lighting in here. It takes a moment of blinking. Luckily, he lets me adjust, seeing his face for the first time. Most importantly, his eyes. He has the strangest eyes I've seen, not including Asher's golden ones, and Destiny's rose ones. His are lavender, like a flower picked straight from the ground. They are so light and glimmering, no sign of the devil that has been explained to me.

Her neck glistens, capturing the light with a captivating shine. I can't take my eyes off her. Her sharp chin and visible oval jawline perfectly frame her face, accentuating her beauty. Her love-shaped lips, adorned with a baby pink lip gloss, invite me in with a gentle allure. As my gaze travels upward, I notice her thick eyelashes, delicately framing her mesmerizing eyes. The baby pinkish glittering eye shades she's wearing add a touch of magic, enhancing the sparkle in her gaze.

Wish IV Third Person’s POV There are rustling and intermittent muffled voices lingering in her ears, and the woozy mind that seemed to be submerged in mud was slowly poured by a clear spring of water that ushered in a sense of clarity. Asha felt a remnant stinging pain in some corners of her body, but the urge to open her eyes made her exert her regained energy from the unknown amount of sleep that she had. Her dark pupils glimmered with light as soon as it cracked open, and she could not help but squint at the sudden bright invasion from the earlier stiff darkness.

Three long, jagged scars cut his face in half diagonally from one temple to the jaw. It changes your look. One eye is violet, in which the other is pure black. Goosebumps rise in my arms, despite the hot air. "Korin Iwasaki is awake," says the newcomer in a cold, distant tone of voice.

she giggled, making him scoff and placing his hand on hers, they appeared in her room. Even though Naomi was still surprised as the first time, she didn’t let it show and just took the opportunity to stare at his face with the moonlight sipping into her room from the open window. His eyes were transparent brown and gradually, they turned to midnight blue. The sight rather fearful was mesmerizing to her. She smiled, “you are one lucky bastard.” Asher frowned slightly, asking what she meant with his eyes. “You get to have different eye colors while the rest of us are stuck with one.”

The latter groaned and tried to stand on her knees. "Ashly!" she threw herself beside her and helped her to a sitting position, though she was mostly leaning on her, unable to hold herself up. She checked her bestfriend dirty and tear stained face. "Your eyes..." she muttered. The Iris of Ashly eyes had little specks of black and his Sclera looked a light - almost pink - red. "What happened?" She shook her head. Throat dry from screaming after the torture she had endured.