Novel & Cerita Sink Into Your Eyes

All swirling behind those fiery eyes. And I have a sinking feeling deep in my gut. I am the reason.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

She recalls what happened. The recollection transports her back to the event. She recalled hiding beneath the dark trees. She was waiting for Angela to approach her. She held a bottle of pure acid in her hand. She got it at the mall and chose the highly corrosive sulfuric acid that could melt Angela's face and hopefully kill her. That was the intention. But something had changed, and something had happened. After she had thrown the uncapped bottle of acid at Angela, the shadow hit her on the head. It did strike Angela, but not in the fatal way she expected. When she awoke, she was already in the dark and terrifying tunnel, alone.

Out of service. And that's when I feel it. The sinking. I'm going down. Lower into the water. I try to kick harder, try to keep myself afloat using just my legs, but the pool is so deep I can't touch the bottom. I can't stand. I can't rest. Panic floods through me like ice water. I'm sinking. Actually sinking. Water fills my mouth. My nose. I try to cough but that just makes more water rush in. I close my eyes, and one thought screams through my mind:

The world around us seems to fade away, leaving only the two of us in this intimate moment. But as my gaze shifts downwards, I am captivated by the mesmerizing sight of her enchanting silver eyes. They gleam with a sense of contentment, reflecting the love and trust she has in me. Those eyes, like shimmering pools of liquid silver, hold a depth that I can never tire of exploring. They are windows to her soul, revealing her every emotion and desire.

My lungs emptied. I was sinking. My vision was going dark. Through the warped, shifting water, I saw Vivian on the edge. Her face twisted with hate. And then. Someone diving in. No hesitation.

Tyler felt like he was drowning into the beautiful eyes of hers. It was a drowning that isn't suffocating but it's kind of making him want to drown on the deep blue eyes of hers.

Like delicate raindrops clinging to the precipice, her tears teeter on the edge, threatening to spill over and carve a path down her cheeks. Within those sorrowful eyes, one can witness the struggle of a wounded soul. They are the windows to a heart burdened by the weight of grief, loss, or loneliness. The irises, once bright and vibrant, now seem dim, as if a shadow has enveloped their natural radiance. The sparkle that once danced within them has been replaced by a haunting emptiness.

Hook, line, and sinker. I opened for him, welcoming him home as he sank into my body finally. He began to thrust slowly and I moved with him, rising to meet each thrust and draw him deeper. I could not keep my eyes open, and Jason had locked my mouths in a kiss that swallowed my shouts as I came again on a cry of his name.

I am nearing tears as my heart throbs with rebounds of glee and shock, while my eyes dive further inside. "Deep."