The Way You Look Me Novels & Stories

I'd prolly freak you out. Though I really need to see you. Or at least you'd describe you to me, so I'd least have an idea of how you look like. If you ask me, you're tall, straight, white teeth(aka killer smile), blond hair with green eyes, and some freckles, I guess. Tell me how right my guess was.

The sound hit harder than any slap. Jane… was pregnant too. My breath caught. The world tilted. Zayne froze when he saw me, shock flashing across his face before he walked over quickly. “Wendy? What are you doing here?” I forced a smile that didn’t reach my eyes. “Nothing. Just… a check-up.” His gaze dropped to the folder in my hands. “You look pale. What’s wrong?” “Headache,” I said quietly. “It’s nothing.” He reached for me, but I stepped back, clutching my bag so tightly the ultrasound photo bent inside.

“I lоvе the wау уоu look аt mе here, іt tаkеѕ my breath аwау.” A ѕmіlе touched his lips and his thumb bruѕhеd lіghtlу against mу ѕkіn. “Iz, I lооk аt уоu thаt way аll thе time, you аlwауѕ tаkе my breath аwау.” “I dо?” I аѕkеd surprised.

𝗜 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝗱 𝗮 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗮 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘀𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶�

"𝑀𝑒𝓃 𝒻𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓌𝒶𝓇𝓈, 𝒷𝓊𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂" 🖤 I looked at myself in the mirror again, taking a deep breath and scanning how this outfit is clinging to my body, outlining every curve I have.

Look at you shining like a diamond in a velvet blouse Oh look at you, when i looked at you It's a wonder why heaven ever gave you up All i want to do is look at you You are the woman that I waited for The only one I see I could live a million years or more And not explain this beautiful pain i go through when i look at you Look at me, a man at the mercy of a heart on fire Would you look at me?, helplessly Stunning like a drum full of pure desire Cant you see?, how desperately I want to take you in there arms of mine

He held my eyes for a long while then let out a dry laughter. “ Do you realize that you will only be on the losing end of this?.” He said with a smirk on his face. I hated that smile. That glow. That satisfaction he had. It made me want to dust it off him and watch him suffer and be sad to just like I am right now. “ Sign the fucking thing, Clinton.” I yelled, pain obvious in my voice and I hated it. Hated that he had to see me in this way. Hated that she had to see me like this too with that smile of achievement on her lips.

She just don't used it in right way. "Ta da....!" I said as I put her in front of the mirror. I smile widely as I felt like fairy godmother that transform her daughter into beautiful one. "Wow!!!" Her eyes shines bright as she look herself in the mirror. I know I will able to convince her. The clothes are not that showy it showcase only her long legs which her assets. "Is this me?" She said while pointing herself. "Yup! Told you...!" I said giving her knowing look.

My mind goes hazy, and my knees go weak. Get a grip, Holden. I look through the tables below me, searching for the source of this enticing smell. And I see her. The most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She has long, dark brown hair curled to perfection, and she’s wearing a blue, tight-fitting gown. She turns her head and looks at me. I see a hazel storm in her eyes. Her mouth opens in an O shape, and I can hear her heartbeat spiking up. We lock eyes.

She closed her eyes with a smile on her face. “I want to become your wife as soon as possible… I don’t want to spend another day without being officially yours…” Her eyes opened to meet his and her breath caught at the love she saw reflecting back at her. “I’m going to love you with every breath I breathe, every minute of every day for the rest of our lives.” And then kissed her. **** Six months later, Blaze stood in the wings and waited for her musical cue. Through a gap in the curtain, she could see a sliver of the audience in the stalls and the dim shadow of the dress circle in the background.