The Stars In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

I smirked. Then I started to slice the thin and long sword through the targets, making the cuts I wanted, where I wanted. And when I turned to them, they were still standing there, staring at me with that stupid gaze. "What is it?" "What?" They asked together, making me roll my eyes. "Look, we can hate each other and still have a conversation. So tell me, what is it? Why are you two staring at me as if I was an alien?" After sharing a gaze, they let their shoulders down.

Finnick looked up too. “Do you see that?” I asked, my heart pounding. “Yes,” he said. The stars disappeared. Every single one, none is left out. The sky went as dark as ink. And then Nine glowing eyes appeared. Not stars not moons. Eyes__watching us. Gaze not flickering, stagnant like it's stuck on a particular thread. Waiting. The child moved again, this time more awake. He whispered, “They’ve found me.”

Now that I was back in the cabin, I paid careful attention to my beautiful mate; I watched as she made the twins sleep singing a lullaby “You’re the star of my eyes, you’re my moon and my sun; You are the star of my eyes. I simply live by looking at you. The one that ties all my hopes together, you are that beautiful dream of mine, my baby, so cute, so small. You’re my moon and my sun; sleep well my little sweet, adorable baby.” I let out a small chuckle in awe, Zephyra looked up at me and her smooth , fair cheeks turned rosy, red,

“You, beast! I’m taking everything I own from now on. Do you understand?” Sean just stared at me without saying a single word. Glints of pain flickered in his eyes, but I was already numb to his fake intentions. Note: unedited

"You a bit warm now?" She nodded. We sat there together in complete silence. "Do you want me to sing you a song?" She nodded. "Alrght then..." "Oh her eyes, her eyes Make the stars look like they're no shinin' Her hair, her hair Falls perfectly without her tryin' She's so beautiful and I tell her everyday Oh I know, I know When I complement her she won't believe me But it's so, it's so Sad to think that she don't see what I see

"I want to stay with you for a while." "I know, but your mum might be waiting for you. It's okay. You can go back here tomorrow, right?" "But..." "Right?" She repeated. "Of course, I will go back here tomorrow." "That's cool. Then, you should go home now." "Let my song a song for you first." "Sure," ~Oh, her eyes, her eyes Make the stars look like they're not shinin' Her hair, her hair Falls perfectly without her trying

His gaze stayed on the sky, following the stars as they slowly formed across the darkness. “What’s that?” She followed his eyes. “Fix your gaze up, the stars are aligning in the sky.” Marina watched the stars gathering across the dark sky, each one stirring memories from her childhood—those nights spent with her sister, Ophelia, lying together, studying the stars and naming them because Ophelia was convinced each one was special to her in a way only she understood. Her eyes stung, but she quickly blinked the tears away. She was too happy, too happy, she wanted to cry her eyes out. He took her here to watch the stars align with her because she talked about watching them with her sibling. Coul

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 Damon hugged me, said I don’t need to feel sadness while he’s around

I try to keep my voice even and calm even though I feel like I could literally drop dead any moment from the shock alone. "Did you choose to be this way?" Can he understand me? He moved his big head side to side signaling a no. I nodded my head and tried to find some part of him that was familiar, and despite everything you hear in movies I looked this wolf right in the eyes. His honey brown eyes looked back at me glowing bright with moonlight. It was then that I recognized him. I knew those eyes and right now I recognized fear within them. He was afraid of me? No, he's afraid of how I'll react. It was such a deep fear, much deeper than the unease I feel standing five feet away from this hug

Sebastian holds her hand and gently makes her sit on the piano chair and puts her hand on the keyboard and whispers "Play whatever you want, I'm with you." Anya turns her face to see Sebastian and sees his face inches away from her face. Both stare at each other. Anya felt like she was drowning in those deep blue-green eyes while Sebastian was staring in those brown eyes that were right now filled with pain. Anya breaks the eyelock and sees a group photo with some pages of piano notes. The group photo was the same which she saw on her Grandma Nan's piano and she was sure that these piano notes were also written by her.