Novel & Cerita The Stars Have Eyes

The only difference is that you can probably see me clearly while my view of you was very blurry because of the tears. I have never cry this much ever. "Remember about the stars? When you miss me nor miss seeing my face, just look over the brightest star you pointed that night. That would be me staring at you straight in to your eyes. Straight like how straight I am staring at you right now. Means staring at that star is like staring at me in the eyes already." "Just take me with you."

"Where is the host?" "It doesn't have a host, my King," I whispered, the violet-gold starlight of my aura illuminating the desolate plain. "It is the realm." As if responding to my voice, the obsidian ground beneath us began to vibrate. In the endless darkness above, stars began to open. But they weren't stars. They were eyes. Thousands upon thousands of massive, abyssal-blue eyes blinked open in the cosmic canopy, all locking their gaze onto the two tiny, glowing figures standing on the plain. The sheer scale of the entity was maddening; it was a shifting, geometric constellation of dark matter and ancient malice.

The young Beastman looked around, and admired the sight before her She was not alone, for there were celestial bodies sharing this space with her. There were at least a billion stars, and with just her eyes Kylie could see no end to them; yet, among those bright beings, there were seven that stood out: a red sun, an orange sun, a yellow sun, a green star, a blue star, an indigo star, and a violet star. They stood brightest and called to Kylie the loudest. It was as though they were asking her to choose among them which one she would have. While Kylie had never seen such a sight before, she instinctively knew what was happening. The words Sovereign Suns and Chosen Stars appeared in her head,

I am the same old me". Linking her arm in mine, we walked down the hallway. Then, finally, it was time for the ritual. The air was cool in Briarwood as we made our way to the sacred Oak Tree. Millions of stars were sprinkled over the black velvet sky, some large but most tiny pinpricks. The moon loomed largely, full and yellow, glowing, lighting the way for the wolves who gathered beneath it—their howls echoing through the night.

What I didn't recognize were my hair and eyes. In place of my mossy-green irises were two brilliant emerald discs that shone unnaturally bright from my face; almost like faceted jewels. Within the green¡ªsurrounding the edge of my pupils¡ªwere silver spokes shooting outward. They seemed to be laid over my irises; shedding light upon them as if they were... "Stars," I whispered and lifted a hand to my face. Then I shifted my starry stare to my hair.

I can’t take my eyes off him. "Different worlds are not enough to keep us apart." I stared at him as he said those words to me. I can smell his enchanting scent because of how close we are to each other. His face was blurry. The only thing that I could see clearly are his eyes; those eyes that express more than one emotion. Eyes that sparkle the same way the fireflies danced around us. It’s as if I can see through his soul because of it. We are smiling at each other while lying on the grass, under the bright full moon.

she spoke as she tried catching her breath. Just a glance was enough to tell me she was tired as fuck. Taking out the remote, I switched the lights off and turned on the little star lights on the ceiling.  She helplessly gawked at it. "Woah it's beautiful. Feels like it's already night", she gaped at the ceiling. We kept gazing at the artificial stars, which truly made it feel like a realistic night. Until she fell asleep. Her face relaxed on the other side with her hair smoothly spread out towards me. My eyes landed on her exposed neck, which was yet covered with bruises and love bites. These clothes are a major turn on. How could someone look that fine with just a pair of shorts and a cro

I sat up to welcome him. "May I lay with you tonight?" He asked politely. I nodded and watched him lay his blanket behind me and lay onto his back. I turned toward him, finally seeing the stars glisten in his odd-colored eyes. It was more interesting than my mom's against my own belief. In the blue of his eyes, the stars shine like diamonds. Shimmering in and out of sight. In the green parts, it was more like emeralds. And in the purple bits, it was iridescent. My lips parted with a quiet gasp. He turned his gaze to me, breaking off the stunning shine in his eyes. Now I could see my silhouette with the orange flames blooming behind me. He raised a curious brow. His white hair was stained in

When they finally pulled apart, Avery's eyes sparkled in the dim light, reflecting the early stars above. "This is perfect," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the symphony of crickets and rustling leaves. "Just like you," Sean replied, his hand gently caressing her cheek. They shared a smile, the kind that spoke volumes without needing words. The sky continued to darken, revealing an even more brilliant tapestry of stars. The Milky Way stretched across the heavens, a river of light in the vast darkness. Avery traced constellations with her finger, pointing them out to Sean. They laughed together as they made up their own stories about the stars, weaving a new mythology that was th

Damon quizzes “Why not? It was my time to put my stamp on the world beyond my house and I wanted to be notice so for most of the time outside of home I had 2 different coloured eyes! And I thought it looked amazing!” I giggled “Your already have the most beautiful eyes” Damon said as he cupped my face to kiss me “I know it sounds dumb now but back then I thought it was cool, once my family died I couldn’t keep using them, the crying made them hurt my eyes!” My tone went to sadness and my eyes filled with tears