Those Innocent Eyes Novels & Stories

He was undoubtedly a good man. She realized that she had placed him in an unwinnable situation. Suddenly, she felt cruel. Aaron was so innocent. Her eyes welled up, and she hurriedly turned away. Aaron turned back, noticing her red eyes. His brows furrowed, and he approached her, cradling her face gently. "What's wrong?" His face, enlarged before her eyes, was close to hers. His dark eyes were filled with concern as he looked at her face. Elaine felt a wave of discomfort and turned her head away, hastily wiping her eyes. "It's nothing, I got some dust in my eyes."

“It’s something different. Something I haven't seen in his eyes. Something I told him would happen.” To say I'm startled by this revelation would be an understatement. Damian has never given me a particular look apart from irritation, disgust, primal hunger and…oh. “Oh, Irina,” my heart does that little squeeze in my chest again. Underneath all that coat of creepiness is a little girl who is too innocent for this world. “Whatever looks that may be, it doesn't mean anything. I promise you.” “I know what I see.” She insists, her voice becoming lighter. “You also have that sparkly look in your eyes.”

We need to make another painting, but first, I'll give you the opportunity to name our first hand-painted painting. "Do you mean I'll give it a title?" "Yes." Angela took a moment to contemplate the hand-painting. Your eyes will be my eyes. She felt an unusual joy when she thought about Leonardo's phrases. Who would have guessed her hands were in the hands of a famous and handsome painter? "Angela?" Leonardo inquired again. Angela was taken aback by the words she uttered, "Perspective of the Blind." Leonardo was deafeningly quiet. And Angela felt bad about what she had just said. "Oh no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult or remind you of your..."

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

Christian thought in his mind. "Why are you telling me that I look into your eyes because whenever I look in your eyes. I found two people. One that was nothing short of a devil for me that night. Your eyes sometimes remind me of that devil. The devil, the person who ruined my life. Then suddenly do not know where that person disappears and I see emptiness in your eyes. The emptiness that makes I feel that you are alone. I see a compulsion in your eyes. What kind of compulsion that is not letting you live. Once I meet an innocent child in your eyes. The innocent child who is very scared who wants to hide himself from the whole world. He is very helpless. He wants to cry. He wants to sho

Angie shivered at the site of his blank open eyes, knowing roderick's and the baby's fate if she fought them too. "I love you too, roderick, I'll protect the baby, I promise." She looked at their captor in the eye, "I'm ready when you are, sir." She followed the men out of the house as she stepped over the threshold she heard a pistol go off in the study, she fainted.

Tears rushed out of her eyes. When they had to part with each other, Amelia reminded him, “That secret Adam mentioned in the cell, it’s about your eye.” Darren asked her softly, “What about my eye?” Amelia hesitated, but decided to tell him the truth. No matter what, he deserved to know. And there might be a chance that he wanted to take revenge on Ian by himself. “He told me it was Ian who attacked you in the forest and blinded your eye,” she said, “He saw it in Ian’s memories. But he might be lying…” she bit her bottom lip uneasily.

He applied a little pressure to make me act upon his words. A lone year escaped my eyes as soon as I raised my head to look at him in the eyes. His forest green eyes were beautiful as always but I still felt there were so many layers in his eyes that masked so many emotions at a time. His eyes roamed around every feature of my face but my eyes. He looked at me for a mini- second and then diverted his attention towards my lips. “I hate people who try to look innocent.” His thumb rubbed my upper lip as his touch made me tremble while hand fisted his chest.

Viren walked outside and saw his wife was in the society garden, playing with puppies. She was happily feeding her. Puppies are jumping, barking and playing around her. She was looking so happy with them. Viren was standing there silently and watching her with a smile on his face. He thinks, looking at her,”She is so pure and innocent just like a child. No evilness and no cleverness.” He walked closer to her and said,”Pia, please I want to talk to you. Please, just 5 minutes.” She looked at him, then nodded. He was going to speak but she stopped him and said,”I am coming.”

We carry on this way for a while, saying good morning with our bodies instead of our voices, and enjoying every last moment. When I finally pull back, bumping her pert nose with my own, I fall headfirst into the bottomless pools of her golden eyes. “Well, imp? What do you have to say for yourself?” “It wasn’t my fault.” The brazen thing actually bats her eyelashes at me, the very picture of innocence. “I woke up and it was practically stabbing me, what else was I supposed to do?”