Peach Blossom Eyes Novels & Stories

The next morning, the light of the sky gently penetrated the light gray curtains, Brene Brian slowly opened his eyes at this time, he felt one of his elbows tired, immediately turned his face to look see Sweet Pea's beautiful and small face. Long curved eyelashes like fan blades, rosy cheeks, even breathing, especially those small cherry lips that seem to invite him, Athirst is defenseless in front of Sweet Pea, the faces of two people people were still very close to each other, it seemed as if he only needed to move a little more to touch those sweet cherry lips.

Era sighed heavily while looking at her in mirror. She wore a peach colour dress reach to her knees and trying hard to make a messy bun. Pulling out few strands to frame her she put two dots of lip colour on her cheek and smudged them so it look like blush. She dons a thick layer of mascara which make her brown irises stand out. Then she coloured her lips and tada.

I gestured to our slumbering sisters. Gia’s honey brown eyes swirled and changed to emerald green, a sign that her power was slipping. It happens a lot when she’s frustrated. Her long red hair falling in curls to her waist, the green of her peasant dress making her eyes stand out sharply. Taking deep breaths, she gained her composure, her eyes returning to their honey brown color. Like all pixies, she had wing tattoos on her back; hers were vivid, shades of greens, pinks and browns, the colours of the earth element she controlled.

I looked at her face, she is insanely beautiful. The fuck! Beautiful. Going so smooth, Alex. She is just your sister's friend. She has chubby cheeks which made her, even more, cuter than I thought. Her curved eyebrows suited perfectly for her round face. Her straight nose highlighted her olive skin tone. Her dark brunette hair cascaded down her waist. Her eyes are the most alluring ones. She had different and rare colored eyes, Amethyst. She had the most beautiful colored eye. Her sun-kissed face made it glow even more and the golden flecks around her pupils radiated more. Her eyes had calmness in them.

I can’t take my eyes off him. "Different worlds are not enough to keep us apart." I stared at him as he said those words to me. I can smell his enchanting scent because of how close we are to each other. His face was blurry. The only thing that I could see clearly are his eyes; those eyes that express more than one emotion. Eyes that sparkle the same way the fireflies danced around us. It’s as if I can see through his soul because of it. We are smiling at each other while lying on the grass, under the bright full moon.

i say I looked in the mirror and gasp . This bitch takes forever but she sure does a good job . I had a light pink hue on my cheeks with was shiny . My eyes were in a brown gold shade ..my lips were coloured red . "Damn " i said . Peach came behind me and smirked She had a smokey eye and pink lipstick. "Good ..now get your ass here and let me help you guys with the dress ." Amber said . She took the blue dress out which belonged to me .

Beckett snapped his fingers and a large mirror, the one from their rooms Bailey realized with a flush, appeared in the corner. She stood and approached it. The person staring back at her still had her face. Higher cheekbones, maybe, but instead of her blue-green eyes she now had slightly slanted gray ones. She moved closer. Around her pupil was a sunburst of citrine. It bled seamlessly into the gray, to be finished with a thick ring of jet black at the edge of her iris. Tri-colored eyes. The eyes of a full-blooded fae.

It was a beautiful morning. Spring was approaching so it was inevitably a little chilly. A girl with beautiful black hair sleeping on the soft feather like bed. Her lips had a silly smile with her cheeks turned in a angry colour of red. "Jenne! You sleepy head wake up!!" There goes my precious sleep again. She thought as she open her eyes and sign. Why is when even I am about to see that man’s face I have wake up from my dreams? she closed her eye again.

My caramel eyes look back at her hurting blue eyes. Blue? Her eyes aren't fucking blue! Daisy has brown eyes! Sweet chocolate brown eyes. I blink a few times and check again. Hoping that I wasn't seeing anything and just needed glasses. But no. Her eyes stayed the same. I look back at her sad blue eyes. They are blue. Her eyes are blue.

The fragile blossoms bore the brunt, scattering into a swirling cloud of petals. Through the drifting petals, Finn’s dark blue eyes locked with a beautiful pair of brown ones. The eyes promised him death but still managed to look seductive. Time seemed to stretch between them; as Finn looked deeper into that pair of brown eyes. It was the first time someone with such palpable killing intent had come this close to him.