Sultry Slanted Eyes Novels & Stories

She was awestruck by his beauty and couldn't stop herself from licking her bottom lip. He was really dishy with his long comb over hair, which was kohl black and looking sheen. Some strands of his hair covered his left eye a bit, making him appear more attractive. His scythe shaped brows furrowed in curiosity, fitting above his almond shaped eyes. A pair of thick and long lashes blinked sexily, with his hazel color eyes looking dreamy. She drooled even more and felt like she was in another universe, fantasying a prince charming.

"Stunning, Stace. That color makes your eyes pop, you're going to have guys lining up." Then it was her turn. She stepped into the beige silk, the one-shoulder neckline draping elegantly over her collarbone, ruching at the waist accentuating her curves. The high thigh slit parted with each movement, revealing glimpses of smooth legs, the ruffles trailing like a lover's caress down to her ankles. She zipped it up, turning in the mirror, the silk whispering against her skin like Vincent's touch. Stacy whistled low. "Oh, Kat... that's lethal. Elegant but sexy as hell that slit is begging for a hand to slide up it. Your man's going to lose his mind."

She just gazed at me, her eyes piercing and unyielding, as if waiting for me to explain or justify my outburst. It was then that I truly saw her eyes, like two rich, velvety brown pools that seemed to hold a depth of emotion and understanding. They were fringed with thick lashes that added to their allure, and their warmth drew me in like a gentle embrace. Her eyes were like melted chocolate, smooth and inviting, with hints of golden light that danced in their depths. They were eyes that seemed to see right through to my soul, and yet, they held a softness that made me feel like I was gazing into a gentle summer breeze.

Lyle was a ѕtrоng, mаturе guу with a gооd bоdу аnd a head full of dark wаvу hаіr. At thіѕ mоmеnt his blue еуеѕ wеrе dеvоurіng еvеrу іnсh оf hеr еxроѕеd body, аnd to Nita, еасh glance fеlt lіkе a саrеѕѕ.

She stood with her chin up, her perfectly smooth skin and peach luscious lips, made her look like a goddess even under the thin net veil. Her Natural dark eyebrows that matched her healthy long black hair giving her that innocent yet dangerous look. But her eyes! Those deep blue eyes that could drown anybody into it were most definitely the deadliest feature.

I wanted them to have a chance to form a connection before I made my grand entrance just like I had done with Niklaus. I had already slipped into a black mini-dress that accentuated my curves. My long, black hair cascaded down my back in luscious curls, reaching past my waist. My makeup was understated yet effective - a subtle plum lip gloss and mascara to enhance my naturally long lashes. My Atlantian Rainbow eyes shone with a mesmerizing blend of purple, green, and aqua blue, speckled with gold twinkles that sparkled like tiny stars. But as I felt arousal stir within me, my eyes transformed into a deep, sultry purple and dark blue, my sparkles intensifying with a hypnotic effect. It was a

No mirror, no filter made her feel as beautiful as his eyes did. He gently laid her down on the soft, inviting mattress, gently parting their lips. The longing in his eyes was palpable as they traced every curve and contour of her face. She luxuriated in the warmth of his intense gaze, feeling an unparalleled sense of beauty and desirability. No mirror or filter could ever evoke the same profound feeling of beauty as the captivating gaze of his eyes.

Two endless pools of misty gray peered down at me, inviting me to get lost in them, to see if I could drown into their depths, framed by illegally long lashes. Eloisa would hide away her fake lashes, for sure. It leads to the slope of his nose, perfect, not even crooked or upturned, down to those pinkish lips. So full and luscious-looking, the sides tipped up into a smile that warmed me inside when it stretched into a smirk.

Her features were a delicate soft jawline, fair skin, and lips painted in a deep, rich shade of red that stood out vividly against her pale complexion, giving her a look of quiet, dangerous elegance. But what drew his attention the most were her eyes. They were dark, deep, and almond-shaped, with a sharp, piercing gaze that seemed to see right through every lie, every mask, and every secret in the room. At first glance, they looked calm, almost blank and innocent, just like how she used to pretend to be. But if you looked closer, there was a glint of intelligence, calculation, and absolute authority hidden deep within them; a cold, unyielding strength that no one dared to challenge.

Sharp cheekbones, full lips, eyes slightly tilted in a way that made her look both elegant and dangerous. But it was her eyes that held me captive. Silver. Not gray. Not blue. Not even a shade I could fully understand. Pure liquid silver, glowing faintly as if moonlight itself had been poured into her irises. Ancient. That was the first thought that came to me. Not old. Not mature. Ancient. Like those eyes had watched kingdoms rise and fall. Like they had witnessed wars, bloodshed, betrayal, and devotion long before any of us had ever existed.