Those Innocent Eyes Novels & Stories

He began to enjoy looking into her innocent eyes. 'I can't believe it, he's looking at me exactly the way I've always wanted him to. Oh god! His brown, seductive eyes and intense gaze are driving me insane. It's like a dream for me, he's with me, in front of my eyes, and we're lost in each other's eyes, which is what my heart desired,' she thought, engrossed in her favourite hobby of admiring him. 'Dam! Her intoxicating eyes! I can't take my eyes off them, and I adore the way she looks at me with such love in her eyes. Her feelings for me are as pure as her heart." He wondered, lost in her innocent eyes.

He tied to open his eyes again while begging God to give him a chance to live. Until finally slowly Noah was able to open his eyes. The first thing he saw was blinking light that pierced his eyes and made him close his eyes again. After blinking a few time and getting used to the light, Noah finally opened his eyes. Just then, the old woman who was looking down while praying looked up and her eyes met his. "Aaron my son...... oh my God you're awake!" whispered the old woman who turned out to Emily Specter with a shocked face. Noah stared at Emily for a few moments before he finally hissed, "Mrs Specter......" in a husky low voice.

"Don't play innocent!" Once again, Fathia furrows her brows. "Play innocent?" She mumbles softly. "What kind of innocence?" Adjusting her glasses that are sliding down due to her slightly oily face and the dampness of sweat, she decides to pick up the notes. Before she can reach it, though, Ineke kicks the notes away.

Those eyes, he still remembered them, those green luscious and innocent eyes. He had his eyes on her from a long time and it was Craig who never let anyone of them to go near her until he himself gave up on her. Ben knew Craig will regret his impulsive decision, and he actually did, her resistance drove him insane blinding him with rage and he handed Ben and every other who had their eyes on her a golden opportunity.

"She's still a Princess, and you have to respect her even if you hate her, because you serve her now!" She made a disgusted sound. "Not like the bitch can hear me anyways," Gods help me. "I wouldn't say that, Emilia," I spoke, before opening my eyes. "If none of you want me to... Do what I do... I suggest that you don't look me in the eye!" Then opened them, trying to get used to the light of the room. The doctor came closer. "Don't worry, kid, I came prepared. I'm using dark glasses. Now look at me, let me see your eyes," he held my chin and I looked up.

I couldn’t stop myself. Porcelain skin, almost too delicate, as if the wrong touch could bruise it. A sharp nose, high cheekbones that caught the faint reflection of the streetlights. Those wide brown eyes too large, too doe-like radiated nothing but innocence, an innocence that had no place in my world. Every time her lashes trembled, every time her gaze darted nervously toward the window, I noticed.

Just this pair of eyes alone was enough to attract any man's attention. Right now, this emerald green pair of eyes looked very similar to a puppy, the eyes wee bog and bright, the gaze filled with innocence. Right now, it was shrouded in a layer of confusion, making this pair of eyes look even more innocent. It caused one to feel like digging their heart out to coax her. Seeing her innocence, he pulled back his hand from her waist and massaged his forehead helplessly. His painful expression also faded away. Just now he was almost about to be crushed by her innocence. Had he kissed her, would this innocence remain on her face and she would have accepted his love shyly or would she have been s

I look up, and big hazel eyes stare back at me, filled with innocence. “Sophie...” I whisper, the world around me falling silent.

She is pretty young and more beautiful than her. I gulped down the whole drink in one go when she came to my mind. Her face reminded me of HER. The first thing that I saw on her face was her eyes. Those eyes were full of innocence and purity that can attract anyone just like hers. Her eyes have the same shine and softness as hers. This was the thing that I loved the most but now I hate it the most. I hate innocent people from the core of my heart and especially those eyes. There is nothing like innocence in this world. Everyone here just wears a mask of innocence to hide their real face.