Novel & Cerita The Spark In Your Eyes Chapter 1

Roughed from years of battle, my hands clasped tightly around her waist as I battled against the slight quavering that would give off to her what was doing to myself. My heart beat out like a relentless drum as I leaned in, my lips grazing hers in a kiss that burned with need and something deeper: something electric, a spark that had jolted through me moments before, unmoored to me. I pulled away, panting and breathless, gazed deep into her eyes, seeking some sort of reassurance. Her hazel eyes, wide and shimmering in the firelight, had no answers, only gave away the same clueless innocence which had always disarmed me. A blade, sharp and merciless, tore through my chest as if cleaving my he

I whispered sharply, leaning over her. Her eyes cracked open; weak, watery, and unfocused, but she managed a tiny smile. “Maybel…” Her voice sounded like it was scraping against broken glass. “Hold… my hand.” I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed her hand quickly, squeezing it and trying to pour strength into her. But the moment our palms touched, something shot through me. A burning spark, like a bolt of raw lightning. A force that slammed into my chest so hard I gasped and struggled for breath.

His amber eyes softened, only for her. “You can,” he murmured. “Start small. Just breathe.” So she did. She closed her eyes, letting the silence of the cavern wrap around her. She focused on the memory of warmth, of safety. Aiden’s touch. The way his lips had felt against hers in the quiet of the night. The steady beat of his heart beneath her cheek. And then—there it was. A flicker inside her chest. A spark that grew hotter, sharper, until it licked down her arms. Her hands trembled. She opened her eyes—and flame danced at her fingertips, golden and alive.

The spark of limitless uniqueness and the spark of life but I turned the tables over and chose how I saw myself, how I saw it all, and I reaffirmed, I called myself and my gift the spark that beholds the antiquity of foreordination, the spark of creation and destruction, the spark of doom and cataclysm, the spark of "Apocalypse And Of Chaos." With all the power I beheld, just a single gaffe sent me on a whole different path, a mistake that poured sand, ashes and liquor upon my spark. And a path that occurred faster than it could have been said or penned down. Little did I realise all these were just the spark of a new life but before it all, comes the spark of Apocalypse and the downfall of

Countless times I had tried to everything to send myself to sleep, but the blue eyes containing those mysterious silver sparks that haunted my mind, preventing me from achieving that goal. I couldn't of peel the thoughts of him from my mind. It was the first time we had seen each other ever since the incident. I knew his eyes were on me, but I stubbornly chose to avoid him. For I knew, I would be pulled into them; drawn in my those silver sparks that floated around and the tinge of royal blue that circled his pupils, taking over the light azure colour with their dark shades. And that is exactly what happened today, I was pulled in like magnetic. Every fibre in my body begged to seek comfort

I atleast know that she my responsibility now and I have to protect her. I look at and see her opening her eyes and looking at boar and then around her when she see me she looks at me. And I look at her. Her eyes are dark brown. My grandma told me she was beautiful but she never told me that she has such mesmerizing eyes that you forget yourself. What am I even thinking. I ask her if she is alright and she says that she is ok and tries to stand up and but can't I offer to help but she says she would be alright. I tell her that it would not hurt her princess dignity if she will atleast take his one hand for support. For a second I can see fire in her eyes and think that princess word offended

Map Of The Soul . Written by Authoress Kamara . Chapter 7: Empty . Finn woke up with a start, his forehead drenched with sweat and his fists clenched into tight balls. Blinking rapidly as he attempted to steady his erratic breathing, he panicked for a moment as he took in his surroundings.

he exclaimed, staring at my grandmother’s journal, which I was holding tight at my chest with my left hand. “Is that…what I think it is? I haven’t seen it in years…” his eyes shone with a thin layer of fresh unshed tears… I guess he still misses her like crazy…who wouldn’t… She was/is his mate… And as he slowly moved his finger to caress the book from my hold, after the contact, he gasped loudly with wide eyes. “The sparks!! OH! I knew it…the sparks!!” he almost squealed like a little girl.

He smiled. -Of course, where else would I go? Just something else," she started to say, looking into my eyes, her pupils were dilated, she seemed to have some kind of fire flame deep inside her, I'm sure it was my imagination. Something was happening to me, my eyes felt heavy, I felt very sleepy all of a sudden, I couldn't control it, my vision blurred, Clark's voice was far away. The only thing I saw was his cynical smile, and then I closed my eyes. ***

You defeated his body. The baby suddenly opened his eyes. And spoke his first words. Mother... Lyra froze. Then the baby's eyes turned black. ...I am awake. End of Chapter 115