S Eyes の小説・ストーリー

Green eyes. The eyes before me are not Grey. Sin's eyes are grey, which means he isn't the one that has given me this orgasm. The eyes before me are Green. I had just explored the realms of bliss with someone who isn't my betrothed. That is when I realize that I have fucked up.

My eyes open up slowly, and they immediately meet with a pair of green ones, very much unlike his siblings’ eyes. I was expecting brown, but I guess he got his mother’s eyes. My breath has stopped, that’s safe to say, and I don’t really know what to do except stare into his eyes. They’re so beautiful, like two bright, shiny emeralds. One corner of his mouth quirks up into a half-smile as he looks back at me.

Thus keeping any issue from forming. "Thank you." Elder Yonni blinked and looked around. The eyes looked the same as the others. A clear white that seemed to draw one's attention. But the iris's had a small white dot in each of them. "I can see small traces of something. What is it?"

How could he be so wary of a power that belonged to him? “True Eyes” As Mane’s eyes opened, the world around him ceased to exist. All there was the fiery mass so close to him that his clothes were melting. With his eyes he could see the core of the fiery mass. It was deep within the flames, yet not beyond reach. He looked around, his eyes which were a mix of blue, red and yellow – the colors of his sclera, iris and pupil respectively – taking in everything around him.

Sincerity was truly reflected in his emerald green eyes. 'Eyes that always calm me are so different from the dark black irises filled with sadness and suspicion. But... can I forget him?'

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.

Leonardo inquired. "What?" "Describe your face, your body, your hair, everything about you." "Why, sir?" "Angela, I'm blind, but I still have a vivid imagination. When we talk, I want to see your face in my head. " Angela smiled. "OK, I have bulging eyes, a funnel nose, curly hair, I'm fat, I have puffy lips; in short, I have an ugly face," Angela said proudly. "OK, you can go now."

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

Catherine had been playing games for an hour when the sound of the game ending was suddenly interrupted by someone snatching her phone away. As she looked up, she met the man's gaze with deep, captivating eyes. Many people had praised Edson's beautiful blue eyes, claiming they were a creation of God. However, Catherine felt that those people had never seen Branden's eyes. The man in front of her had the most beautiful eyes. His clear eyes seemed to possess the vastness and brilliance of stars.

He carried himself with an air of quiet authority, his every movement exuding an aura of confidence and competence. His eyes, the windows to his soul, were the most striking feature of his face. They were a piercing shade of blue, like the icy depths of a northern glacier. They held a depth of experience and wisdom that belied his gruff exterior. In those eyes, one could see a lifetime of stories, tales of danger, bravery, and the occasional act of kindness.