Miss Green Eyes Novels & Stories

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

she smiled gratefully. She cleaned her eyes with her hands. The sting of the onion scent hurt her eyes. She winced and rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand. “Ah, it stings,” she muttered, blinking rapidly as tears welled up. Jude looked up. “Hey, don’t rub your eyes,” he said softly. “Come here.” She hesitated, then stepped closer. He turned on the tap and guided her hands under the water, rinsing them carefully. Then he cupped some water and helped her splash her face.

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

Penelope let out a huge breath, and gazed at her room for one last time before walking out with Eloise. Both Penny and Eloise walked into the sitting room, her eyes fell on the Silver-haired man who was standing and backing her. If only, she had not met him the other evening. As if he could feel her presence, he turned around to face her. His somehow silver eyes were calm and held an expression that no one could understand. She felt like prey and that was a feeling that was driving her crazy.

So the fact that she's even more beautiful than she already was before, makes me even angrier. I'm about two heads taller than her now, she has fair skin that looks like snow, long curly and golden hair, a perfect body in the shape of an hourglass to put it simply with that tiny waist of hers. Not to say about the cherry on the cake… her dangerous ruby-red eyes. I had forgotten about them, but now, seeing from where I am, they make her absurdly gorgeous. And it's annoying. And now, this gorgeous creature I hate more than anything, is crying… It makes me sick.

"Can I help you with anything?" The tinkle of the wind chimes signaled his arrival, but the silence that followed was deafening. I looked up and locked eyes with Emmett, his gaze tinged with sorrow. I fought to keep my composure, my face betraying nothing. "Looking for something in particular?" "Josephine, I've missed you so much..." "If you're just browsing, take your time. We're swamped today, but check out our latest designs over there." I gestured to the side and bent back to my work, snipping at the loose threads and reminding myself to keep pushing forward.

I hope that he survived, even though I hate that he was working with Roman Sinclair in the first place. "Did you see the captured guy? What did he look like?!" My questions erupt eagerly. Misrella gives me a dirty look that means 'calm down, girl.' "I didn't see the man's face," she says. Oh. I visibly deflate. "What color were his eyes? Grey?" I ask again, slower this time. "I didn't see his face. How do you expect me to know?" she snaps. I arch a brow. "Okay. But maybe try answering without chewing my face off."

I sensed anxiety dancing in her eyes. “And you, Miss Muriel. Do you also love listening?” Scarlett’s twin sister, Skylar faced me. They were identical but with a noticeable difference. While Scarlett has large eyes, Skylar has close-set, small, light brown eyes that peered into everyone else’s eyes. She has the same hairstyle and color as Scarlett. Both were wearing similar dresses. Only if you look into their eyes will you know who is who. I looked at all the eyes on me and a lump formed in my throat. Why did she notice me?

Her beautiful brown eyes dilated at my sight. 'She's the only woman who can make my heart go crazy. ' I clenched the arms of my chair. I didn't wanna jump on her and scared her. She looked in complete shock. I smiled inwardly. I glanced at the mirror. I picked a grey suit with a cream shirt today. After checking my reflection, my gaze turned to my wrist. It was nine o'clock. I had a meeting with Mr Spencer. He must be interviewing new candidates for a secretary job. That was what his security told me when I called his office to confirm the meeting. This was before checking my emails. He had already sent me a confirmation email. It felt incredible to be self stand

I explained. The woman eyes widened and she started to pace in place before me, her long sundress grazed against the floor but I can still see her feet poking from underneath. In fact, both her and Aziel didn't have shoes on when we met the first time. Taking real time to look at her, she is incredibly gorgeous. Her hair is long and pin straight down her back so it frames her petite figure. Her eyes were grey like Aldric's but with the right ray of light, you can see specks of blue around the iris.