Miss Green Eyes Novels & Stories

There was a reason behind it which he hated to admit. “The fact that just staring at you reminds me of my ex, makes me sick to my bone but then I keep finding myself attracted to you. My mind is a mess and it’s all because of you. Do you understand now?” Dylan’s green eyes looked unsettled as it looked like his mind was trapped in a maze and was still trying to find its way out. He breaks eye contact with her after a minute of a staring contest before pushing his legs to move forward just to stop after a few seconds.

“Athena… The signs are everywhere. Something is wrong with me. My crush doesn't like me, my family has no faith in me, I… I suck, Athena… “I cry, and she hugs me. “Eliza, you're stunning. Your perfect brown eyes are full of energy and life. They tell so many tales and sing so many beautiful songs… “She replies, and I push her hands off my shoulders. “Stop reciting poems to me, Athena! You're talking like you'd trade your perfect blue eyes with my dull brown ones if you could! “I retort. “No, I won't. Because I'm grateful for what God gave me, and not because yours aren't pretty. Eliza, have you seen your perfect coal-black hair? “She questions and I shut my eyes in frustration. “Do you know

But when saw her, her eyes closed tears streaming out holding on the seat belt for life, my anger just flew away. "How am i supposed to contact you when I miss you?" She spoke almost whispered. Her eyes down, cheeks flushed. I couldn't help but smile. "You miss me?" I ask raising her chin with my finger. She looked at me with her glossy hazel eyes. Her cheeks turned crimson red. Breathtaking "Will go on date with me?" I asked. How can one not melt? A smile appeared instantly on her face. So innocent. "Only if you buy me cookies and cream tub" she spoke getting off my lap. Every ounce of me screamed to hold her but i have to suppress my dominant nature.

Hazel Eyes Anastasia Perry, an elegant figure at 5'10" with striking blue eyes and flowing blonde hair, stood amidst the bustling city sidewalk. Her cobalt blue pantsuit radiated confidence, while her honey blonde hair was impeccably gathered into a sleek ponytail. The world outside was a whirlwind of activity, but Anastasia's focus was on one thing – her wristwatch. Time was slipping away, and she knew she had to hurry. Her job interview at the prestigious Pinnacle investment banking organization was scheduled for this morning at eight, and the stakes had never been higher.

Exhaling I let my eyes shift and my ability started to work. I saw people laughing and talking, sitting on desks. There was others working hard on the computers and a stunning woman was walking into the building as I let my eyes scan the room for any clues while my foresight was in full swing. There she was walking through the doors. She was tall and elegant, pure white hair that was so very long, her smile was pure and innocent, her eyes were the most amazing green, with mother of pearl streaks through them. She was truly a gift from the goddess. That had to be Ophelia, Savannah's mother, can definitely see where she got her eyes from.

She is somehow frozen in place, back unto the wall, eyes that can see everything as she took the cloth out from the reaper in front of her. “You!” Snarling and in anger as she just did the unforgivable and the taboo that he is living with. His crimson red eyes that resemble the sunset complement her purple eyes that resembles the starry sky. With both of their appearance that depicts an ordinary human at first glance, yet with the eye color that is peculiar to the extent, yet no one seems to be bothered by or ask why. They both have the current time, as Misha is somewhat transfixed to where she is, with her mind that from a moment is screaming for help and heart that’s scared from hell, it w

coaxed Edgar. Elissa peeked a little. What she wanted to see most was not the moon or the stars. She tried to see Edgar's eyes up close. It's been a long time. It had been almost a month since she miscarried; she had not seen the blue eyes she had missed. And when Elissa opened her eyes, she got that beautiful moment—she saw Edgar's blue eyes shining under the full moon.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

It was like a bad breakup; with the difference that we never had a loving relationship. "I thought you missed me, Messer," I whispered, losing myself in the violet hue. She longed for that color when she was a child. She used to think that she would never find a more unique hue. Now that she had Dempsey she understood that the color of her eyes wasn't what she attracted, it was what was behind them. What they broadcast Just now Galvin's were throwing that my words hurt him. “Of course I miss you, CJ, but what will this be like? His tone of his left no doubt that he was as lost as I was. I don't know what's next. I know he is good..

Uncle muttered to me, before stepping back. My head turned and I saw kind eyes focused on me. She looked cute, and her glassy eyes saddened me. A beautiful girl with green eyes smiled at me. Her lavender gown loosely draped around her stomach. I returned the smile immediately. Another girl next to her, looked at me holding no expression, she had striking sapphire blue eyes, and was attractive.