The Spark In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

My body was glowing this bright blue colour, brighter than my eyes and towards the end of the video fire started going off in the room but nothing was burning. I was still in shock when Gamma Lou took the phone from my hand. "You can see what I mean now Cali. If you can do this in your sleep, imagine what you'll do awake." My brows furrowed in confusion. "But you said it yourself that I always have no recollection of what happened, I didn't even know I had powers until now. There's no way I'll use them."

The mirror reflected her image, her eyes shimmering with a newfound confidence. She applied makeup with a skilled touch, enhancing her features while maintaining a natural glow. A pop of red lipstick added a touch of vibrancy, a bold statement that resonated with the courage she was summoning for the day ahead. Nora's reflection stared back at her, a blend of nerves and excitement dancing in her eyes. As she slipped into her bejewelled sandals, a soft smile graced her lips. Graycen's voice broke through her thoughts, a gentle reminder of the admiration she held for her mother. Nora turned to her daughter, her heart warmed by the innocent compliment.

Jack's shoulder brushes mine as he settles in, sending a shiver down my spine. "Ready for 'Innovative Supply Chain Management'?" he whispers, his breath warm against my ear. I nod, forcing a smile. "Thrilling stuff." As the speaker drones on about logistics and efficiency, I find my attention drifting. My eyes keep wandering to Jack's strong hands as he takes notes, to the way his brow furrows in concentration. When our gazes meet, there's an unspoken understanding that passes between us. We're both here, but we're not really here.

The edges of the boutique blur into a hazy smear of colors I don't have names for, leaving only June in sharp, agonizingly beautiful focus. My bright blue eyes blow wide, the pupils expanding with a violent snap until the blue is just a thin, jagged ring around a black abyss of hunger. I can feel my heart hammering...one, two, three...against my ribs, the rhythm syncing perfectly, terrifyingly, with the pulse I see throbbing in the hollow of her neck. I look down at my hand. It’s still vibrating from the contact. The "spark" was so physical, so violent, that I half-expect to see seared scorch marks on my skin.

"The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. The sparkle in your eyes fascinates me. They are hazel. The way your eyes grow big when you don't do anything wrong and be innocent. That's what differentiates you from others. They are beautiful. Your eyes have the power of showing the reflection of the world. I... I feel your eyes are the purest things in this world. They just can't lie. They are like an open book. Anyone can read you through them and that's what makes me afraid. I want to be the only person to read your eyes. I don't want anyone to even look into your eyes.

she said to herself. Then, she sighed exasperatedly before a smile suddenly rose on her lips. Afterwards, her eyes started to show a flicker of determination that gradually burned intensely as if a fire in a forest that had a high temperature. The look that lies in her eyes is like how a spark that first landed on a small dry branch managed to spread its fire in a span of a few minutes—burning the whole forest without minding everything as long as the thirst could be satisfied.

"Behind the walls of alcoholism and cynicism, I discern a troubled soul. The raging fire in your eyes appears to hold a faint whiff of melancholy. There is something so deep hidden in these deep pools." I sputter, my eyes glued to his by a powerful spark which I am trying so hard to break from.

My eyes finally met with sparkling blue eyes… Mate.

I just didn't like the idea that I was being held captive under some freaking beings. I stared at her, not answering her. Her eyes sparkled like there were glitters in them, her eyes were a dark shade of blue but when they sparkled, they turn into light blue. But, sparkling eyes didn't startle me. Her orbs were calm like an ocean but held so many deep secrets. Looking in her eyes suddenly felt so relaxing, so calming, but at the same time very focused. How I wish I could look into her eyes for eternity. I was heedless of my surroundings, not caring if I was sitting between inhumane creatures.

I feel the sparks come to life instantly; dancing over my skin, giving birth to those warm fuzzy feelings that only come with him. My eyes instantly flutter shut as I feel tranquility wash over me while my thoughts drain out of my head. Where are they going? Before I could come up with any possible explanation in my head, he is pulling back, his hands disappearing, taking away the sparks with him. I snap my eyes open as I feel disappointment.