Peach Blossom Eyes Novels & Stories

He looked down to see the two beautiful deep red and shocking white colored petals. Turning to get back to Stryxx, a 3rd blossom caught his eye. It was the exact opposite look from the other two. Remembering what Sage had said, and not knowing all the consequences in situations before have turned out ugly, he left the blossom there.

I tell them, and lean down to brush a kiss to his lips. Brie looks up at me, and I look down at her. Her eyes will be a soft hazel, I think, now that they’re beginning to change. In the sunlight streaming through the windows, I can just make out a hint of green near her pupils. She’ll be blonde, at least for a while. Peach fuzz hair has started to sprout, and golden eyelashes catch the light as her mouth pulls into a sleepy smile. Rocking her to sleep is methodic and relaxing for both of us.

Thinking about it now, even Queen Charlotte shared the same vibe as his Little Flower. Now that they were standing so close together, it was unbelievable for Prince Phoenix. The only difference is, the color of their eyes. His Little Flower had brighter bluish green eyes whereas the Queen's eyes were a dark shade of green. Alexander too had the same structure as the King. It was very subtle but everything was there. He also shared the similar dark eyes of the King's. Nothing further was needed to be said. Queen Aurora looked at the Dark Prince with watery eyes. She then looked back at Eve. With shaky hands she reached out to touch Eve's cheek. The girl flinched but did not move away.

she dramatically said before giggling. “You pay this time,” he looked at her with a slight smirk on his face. “You’re the first one between the two of us to get promoted.” “Do I get paid on the spot once I get promoted??” she frowned before pulling down the mirror in the car so she could see herself. “Do I still look okay?” “You look beautiful,” Lucas cupped her cheek before pinching her chin, turning his attention back on the road. “There is not a day that you’re not beautiful.”

She nodded her own pain in her eyes. "He will tell you she has the most beautiful French violet eyes, like an endless whirling pool of cyan cornflower blue shading and faint Mikado yellow highlights. At first, you'll think it's brownish gold, but when you look closer, you'll see that it is actually Mikado yellow. When that time comes, he will make you feel like shit, a worthless piece of shit." "I don't think I will ever feel that," I smiled as tears rolled over my lips.

Alice craned her neck to look into Emilia's eyes, absorbing in all of her beauty. Her eyes looked as if they were twinkling, reminding Alice of a constellation of stars, streaking across a night sky. Emilia's eyes were a deep aqua blue, quite like the colour of the deep depths of the ocean but yet again there was a certain shine to her eyes that made Alice think of blue roses growing remotely in fields. A scene brought right out of life from a fairytale.

Rose was a petite lady but had curves where she needed. She had a face the size of a palm, and her cheeks were filled and cute. Also, she had a pair of obsidian black eyes—black yet shiny and pure eyes. Like a pool of crystal clear water, it sent ripples within one's heart. Her skin was very fair. Her facial features were exquisite and small other than that pair of large black eyes. That made her eyes stood out from her face. To be honest, she was quite a beautiful lady. Not the kind that would attract mesmerizing stares, but she was the girl-next-door type—innocently beautiful.

“I promise they will not harm you. Our flowers do not contain the same pollen your earth flowers do.” She was tempted. After an internal debate, she leaned forward and touched the petals with the tips of her fingers. “This is unreal. They’re so soft.” “We have a bed of pillis,” Razzy said. “Come. I’ll show you.” She turned to follow the girl and frowned. “I don’t know what ‘pillis’ are.” Razzy stopped suddenly and lifted a hand to point in front of her. “That’s them.” Becca’s jaw dropped. Tiny flowers with petals in every color ever created covered a large section of the garden, making them look like they were a kaleidoscopic wave.

Alpha Damon did not strike me as a flower lover but even I was captivated by the elegance of the pale pink and peach hues that stood out among all the other flowers. Although I think this observation is entirely subjective, there were so many colours in the garden and Alpha Damon's eyes could have been on anyone. "I didn't tag you for a flower person." I caught his attention this time. He looked away and for the first time his eyes met mine. His eyes were a shade darker than Xavier's but both their eyes held a captivating glare. I immediately reconsidered coming to him. This was a bad idea. I knew it at once. His eyes did not leave me. They devoured me. It felt like he saw me, inside of me,

You would never believe that this woman was the same one that vehemently hated my guts and tore me apart with her infamous tyrannical glare any chance she got. I took my time to study her face, the way her eyes, shielded behind those black dorky glasses, seemed to gleam with a mysterious vibe, it cutting through the pacific ocean inside her irises, bluest eyes I've ever seen- except for Charli's-the way her lips brushed with a rare blush of pink, like cherry blossom leaves , all plump and inviting- "How are you feeling right now?" Her voice reeled me back from my drowning endless thoughts impaled by her irrepressible beauty.