Say Anything In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

I faintly remember one of my married friends back in my kingdom saying something about looking in the eyes during lovemaking sessions. "Love comes in through the eyes," Mary Smithe had said to me. "So you must search them until you find them." His fingers pump faster and faster, an erotic squelching sound echoing in the cave. "Oh God," I moan loudly, trying to keep my eyes on his the whole time. He gives a grin, his eyes blackening with lust.

"Your eyes say no, though." "How did you say so?" "Eyes don't lie. In your eyes you can see everything in a person. Whether happy, sad, scared, and... lying. Just like you do," I swallowed. "What are you fighting for?" "Wow, so you're talking informally to me now. I should be angry but, go ahead and rest." "Okay, you too." "I'm still here. I can't go back yet." "Huh? Why?" "Huh? Again and again? Go ahead, go ahead."

THEY say that your eyes explain what you feel when your mouth can’t and that’s why I am feeling right now. I don’t know what to say. I tried to hold on to my tears from falling down my face but as we stared at each other, it made me hard from stopping them from falling any minute now.

Should I suppose to know that? Can you shut up for a second in just one minute you were thinking to slap her hard on her face and now you are showing your affection when she is insulting your friends? What is wrong with you?? "What's wrong Beatrice are you ok?" Her eyes turned cold to dark and like the sea of the storm; her dark blue eyes turned bluer dialling the radius of her orbs, even more, harder to observe but little did she knows that eyes speak more bout you than you speak of yourself. Eyes are the soul of the body before remitting into the world.

“Sí tu puedes (Yes you can)” The fullness inside me pushed up, needing, wanting, demanding, that I gave in to it. “Natán,” I whispered. “Los ojos en mí (Eyes on me)” he snapped. I jerked my gaze up to his, and the force of those brown eyes pinned me in place. My chest hurt and a pressure built up at the backs of my eyes. His lips kicked up, a fierce smile lighting up his face. “God, you're so beautiful,” the words spilled out of me.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

“Tell me you don’t feel it too. Look me in the eyes and say it.” Mia tried. She really did. But when she met his gaze, the words stuck in her throat. His eyes were dark, intense, filled with a certainty that terrified and thrilled her in equal measure. “I… I can’t do this.” “You’re already doing it.” His voice dropped lower, rough around the edges. “Every time you show up. Every time you let my leg stay against yours under this table. Every time you think about me when you’re supposed to be thinking about him.”

Our future Alpha! My eyes fell on the deep ocean blue eyes of Luke, and his eyes were also locked on me, and that’s it. Instantly I saw fire in his eyes, and I gasped hard. The next second our wolfs simultaneously says one word. “MATE!”

I said it with my eyes closed and my tongue peeking out, licking my lips. When I opened my eyes, his dark gaze was focused on my mouth. My lips parted on their own accord as I saw his expression. His gaze flickered to me, and a silent promise passed between us. “Fine, if you say so,” Ryan broke the eye contáct and focused on the tray. I let out a breath that I didn’t know I was holding. “Open up,” He said, holding the spoon full of soup in front of me.

M​‌y eye​s s​uddenly fill‌e‍d wit‍h te‌a⁠r​s. D​aniel noticed imm‍ediately. “Wha⁠t’s wrong?” I sho⁠ok my h‍ead a⁠n​d smiled.​ “‌​Nothing.” S‍⁠ophie⁠ narrowed her eyes.‍ “That’s‌ d​efi⁠nitely no⁠t a nothing face.” I laug⁠hed sof‌tly⁠ and wip​ed my e​ye⁠s. “‍‍I was jus⁠t think​ing.”