Sultry Slanted Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

Violet and Oakley need to be here. “UGH. I know but it doesn’t mean I am happy about it.” I say, looking into his deep brown eyes. It's unfair of the goddess to bless a male with such perfect eyelashes. They are jet black and frame his deep eyes perfectly, splaying out over his undereye when he closes them. Any she-wolf would kill for those lashes. He chuckles deeply, sending tingles straight to my already heated core.

Mikhail strode fast towards her, but not for the reason she had expected. That large palm covered her lips, cutting off everything she had been about to say, and forcing her to stare directly into his eyes. Fuck, those expressive crystal eyes shone beautifully beneath the rays of the chandeliers. And right now, they widened in surprise, her irises emphasized by the purple eyeliner that was used to draw the cat eye shape on her eyelids. Elena could pass for an angel with that flawless face, but her body was that of a seductive demon.

Samira had been right when she called Lilith Montclair the most beautiful woman in Chicago. My real body could not come close. She had the most beautiful cat eyes, with long thick lashes that fluttered beautifully with every tiny movement. A lips that stole attention without effort, full and round at the bottom and just right and perky at the top. It's no wonder Luciano's eyes never fail to get lost in them each time he stares so pointedly.

Each sight an invitation for pleasure. Qerev’nrys, was draped in no more than a veil of azure silk that parted to reveal the curve of her hip and the swell of her breast, commanding every eye. Her hair, a cascade of fiery red, tumbled past her waist, catching the light like a living flame. But it was her eyes that truly mesmerized people, a blend of crimson and molten gold, swirling with the intensity of her power.

Reena stammered at the strange sight in front of her and a rich husky laugh broke her from her trance and she averted her eyes to a more stunning sight. Inky black hair deliciously ruffled fell over his forehead framing slanted silver eyes that strangely looked empty despite its beauty, proud nose and a perfectly sculpted jawline that housed the most delicious looking pair of lips she had ever seen, lips that were now currently spread apart in sadistic joy and a little glint on it drew Reena’s attention to the piercing at the lower corner of his lips as it caught the rays from the lights above.

The air was cool and crisp, and the sound of their footsteps echoed through the hallways. Finally, they arrived at a large, glass-walled room. She saw a man inside the room, pressing his phone with his head down. He looked up when he heard the door open. Sylvia was stunned when she saw the man's face. She held her breath. He was a strikingly handsome man, with features that were delicate and refined, almost like those of a woman. His skin was smooth and flawless, with a natural rosy flush that seemed to enhance his beauty even further. His eyes were large and almond-shaped, framed by thick, dark lashes that fluttered whenever he blinked. They were a deep shade of brown, warm and inviting, an

But it was the way his body moved—graceful yet powerful—that held me captive. He was a sight to behold, his porcelain skin glowed almost blindingly, and his eyes were like twin embers, glowing with an intensity that could both captivate and unsettle. Framed by long, dark lashes, the striking red hue seemed to pulse with an inner light, mirroring the flicker of a distant flame. They held a depth that hinted at untold stories, shimmering with a mix of passion and mystery. When his gaze fell into mine for a brief moment, it felt as if he could see straight through to my soul, igniting a spark of both intrigue and trepidation and in the soft glow of twilight, his eyes transformed into molten rub

Ximena/Angela's POV I swallowed hard, my voice lost under his intense gaze. God forbid I cheat on my husband, but this man was pure temptation. His eyes were an enchanting blend of earthy brown and mossy green, a hazel hue that shimmered like a sunlit forest glade, radiating warmth and depth that seemed to draw me in. His lips, a soft blush of rose petal pink, curved into a gentle smile; inviting and warm, like a summer sunset on a tranquil shore. They seemed to promise tender kisses and sweet surrender. I swallowed hard again. My eyes drifted to his biceps, straining against his sleeves. Everything about him captivated me effortlessly. And the bastard had rolled-up sleeves; my weakness in e

His bare chest gleamed with a faint sheen of sweat, as if he had just been running. His dark brown hair was slightly tousled, giving him a rugged yet effortlessly attractive look. But it was his eyes that held me captive. Icy blue orbs stared at me with an intensity that made my breath hitch. They were piercing, almost glowing under the moonlight, as if they could see right through me through my soul. A shiver ran down my spine. He slowly tilted his head, his gaze shamelessly dragging from my face down to my body before returning to my eyes. The corner of his lips quirked up slightly in a smirk, and my stomach flipped in warning.

Rȗҽ Gulping, I looked up at him with innocent wide eyes. Sure I was playing cool and collected but I knew without a doubt he could smell the strong scent of my arousal. Every second his piercing blue eyes peer into my own, I felt the slickness of my heat spilling out between my thighs.