Novel & Cerita Sultry Slanted Eyes

She glared at him. The truth is Sylvann Stavros is really handsome that every girls would really willingly themselves to him without hesitation. He got a pointed nose with a round eyes that complement his thin lips. She noticed that when he smirked or laughed, his eyes would became chinky. But she won't praise his damn looks because she hates him to death.

Dangerously attractive. It possesses a raw, almost rebellious allure that syncs to his rebellious nature. High, sharply defined cheekbones that cast intriguing shadows. Hinting at a hidden intensity. A strong, square jawline anchored his features with a touch of defiance. Especially his eyes. They were sexy. Captivating. Deep set and darkly expressive. Pronouncing his silver eyes. They held a magnetic quality—promising both mischief and a profound depth. The kind of eyes that could peel you back of your defenses with a single knowing glance.

Syl was closing in on sixty and she looked like a woman thirty years younger. She was lithe and had very delicate features and the prettiest eyes I have ever seen on anyone. Almost as intruiging as the black vortex she called eyes. No, her eyes were not pretty or intruging, not in the least. It was an abyss. An abyss that threatened to suck my soul out each time she turned them on me.

That awfully beautiful eyebrow scrunch in place. Watching her, I couldn't help but be captivated by every intricate detail, making sure to etch them into my memory. The way her skin radiated a beautiful bronze hue under the subtle lighting left me breathless. And her figure... Jesus Fucking Christ. The dainty, upturned tip of her nose was undeniably adorable, almost to the point of being maddening. Her flawlessly smooth, pale complexion made me want to mark it. But it was her warm, honey-colored eyes that held an intense gaze. Round little ass, long legs, the sweetest little pussy, and firm, perky tits—not big, but enough for a handful and those rosy nipples that were perfect for sucking. An

She shows me and I was amazed at how quick she was able to draw an outline and the eyebrow almost seemed perfect with the image of this nameless woman in my head. I nod, “Yeah, like that.” Sara focused back on her drawing, “Tell me about the eyes. Does she have double eyelid or not?” “Double eyelid.” I answered quickly. “Slanted eyes? Wide eyes? Slavic eyes?” I paused because I didn’t know how to describe her eyes in a more detailed way as I can. I pulled my head up and Sara was waiting for me to say something. “Hepburn’s.” I chirped.

Elena's captivating presence was impossible to ignore, and as she made her way through the crowd with Scarlett by her side, all eyes remained fixed on the enchanting vision before them. Elegantly gracing her neck was a sophisticated necklace featuring an exquisite arrangement of diamond stones, perfectly complementing a matching pair of dangle earrings. Her hair was styled in glamorous waves that framed her face beautifully, while her makeup was applied with a light touch, enhancing her natural features without overpowering them. The true showstoppers, however, were her sparkling eyes, which radiated an irresistible charm and captivated everyone who met her gaze.

She slightly raised her long slender hand, gently caressing her red lips. This vampire seemed to be weighing the truth of the words of the person in front of her. Her long, narrow eyes were scheming, but also sly and malicious. Selina lowered her eyes and looked at the person kneeling on the ground. Her blonde hair was floating, and her color was bright and gentle like the morning sun, like a soft patch of sunlight slung over her pearly shoulders. Those blue eyes, like the autumn sky, were full of helplessness, then intertwined with hatred and sadness. The turbulent emotions in those eyes were like a whirlpool, wanting to pull her in and then break her flesh and bones.

My shoulders slumped in relaxation at the easing effect. I sighed, letting my back hit the wall and tipped my head back to have the water grace my face and run down my chest. I closed my eyes to welcome my tiredness. Grey eyes popped into my mind. They were a very pretty shade, they kinda reminded me of wolves. Her burnett messy wavy hair which she had more than half of it falling to her left. Her small oval face was cute. Pointed nose and very long lashes, she was really pretty. Her thick brows held slight arches.

I get up not long after that to clean up and prepare their food before the children awake. His powerful form is covered in a sleek black suit, he is attractive in a way that screams MALE. From the angles of his face, his thick straight eyebrows, strong nose, and of course, there’s his eyes. I deliberate momentarily on how I used to think those eyes were ice cold. Now when I think of his eyes, I think of flames. Nothing is as scorching as his gaze, whether he was glaring at me in annoyance or blinking sleepily at me, content after hours of lovemaking.

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