Peach Blossom Eyes Novels & Stories

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.

"I'm ready to explain." Taking out her blunt pencil, Grace nodded with a thin smile. "I'm ready too. You can start explaining from her face because I'll be painting from the stomach up to the head." “I see.” Adro nodded, then began to explain, "Joselyn has a pair of melancholy eyes with long and curly eyelashes. She's a girl with beige hair up to her eyebrows, and her eyelashes are the same color. Her lashes shade a pair of bright blue irises that shine as bright as the clear summer sky."

Fiona had a pair of big doll eyes and it has the same color as those of the finest emerald. Those beautiful eyes of hers were framed by thick and long eyelashes. It was so long that Allan was even starting to doubt if Fiona's eyes were modeled after the eyes of an ostrich.

My face, was very strikingly gorgeous, my father used to say I was more beautiful than the goddess herself but I bet he was just teasing me. But what truly caught Amber’s attention were my eyes. They were like two glittering suns, with a warm, golden light that seemed to come from within. They shone with a soft, glow that seemed to originate from their depths. Their shape was like a lotus flower, with delicate, petal like eyelids that seemed to unfurl like the gentle petals of a bloom. The irises were golden but seemed to shift from bright, shining yellow to deep, burnished copper, like the first blush of sunrise on a summer morning.

Pink only nodded with a smile. "I am not trying to cloud your head with negativity but this is life, and life is filled with Peaches and Bottles," Kim explained to Pink. "You know peaches are beautiful while bottles when broken are harmful and painful. Beauty and pain - life is beautiful and painful too. You just have to get used to it and make the best out of your peaches and bottles." "I'll try," Pink said dryly. *** "Don't be ridiculous!" Payson yelled across the living room at Nathan. "She is pregnant with your child!"

- Soo Min called him and spread the chosen pages with e-mail messages across her desk. - An e-mail from aesthetic medicine clinic called "Cherry Blossom Beauty"?- Hyun Woo spoke up, pushing his swivel chair to her desk and looking at the spread pages.- It sounds like a joke, but literally each of these girls got an email from this clinic, either already having a plastic surgery or just planning one.- he added after a moment.

a ticking sound of an old instant photograph Polaroid camera. "Wow!" "You look so pretty handsome in this picture, babe," Peach commented as he examined the photograph. Yoon has a pretty face for a man. His almond eyes, pointed nose, and bow-shaped lips complemented flawlessly his slim yet meaty and porcelain-like cheeks. Though he is now thin and pale, glimmers of his former ethereal beauty remain. He has lengthy raven lashes and captivating hazel orbs. Peach can't stop falling in love with him over and over again. That's a certainty that will never change. "I know, right? That's why you love me, right? Because of my pretty, handsome face." Peach's brows furrowed from Yoon's teasing.

Almond eyes covered with a light shade of peach and a nude shade of coral enriched her small heart-shaped lips. "You look so beautiful, my child..." she heard Martha mumbling dreamingly. Looking at her through the mirror, she noticed a dazzling gleam in her eyes. The moment her eyes met, both of them shared a deep gaze. "I wish you a happy life, and I wish you always flourish like these flowers..."

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.

Chloe’s eyes turned red as she heard his response and a surge of emotions overwhelmed her. Tears welled up in her eyes, cascading down her cheeks with a gentle pitter-patter sound. Her once radiant and delicate face now resembled a rain-soaked lotus flower, evoking a sense of pity and melancholy. Her appearance alone had the power to melt anyone's heart.