Twilight Bella Eyes Novels & Stories

Ara immediately reached up and pressed her hands against the material to keep it from exposing her modesty. Killian, whose focus was entirely on her bra lifted his gaze to meet her eyes. A chill bolted down her spine the moment she caught those drunk-looking eyes looking into hers. His greyish-green orbs were an inferno of wild desire, ready to burn her, alive. What made it worse was the fact that his face was looming just an inch above hers. "Remove your hands, Bella. Let me see them," he said in a soft tone while caressing her arm up and down in an attempt to coax her. Why force when you can manipulate.

My wolf was only partially drawn back; its claws remained outstretched, its teeth were longer than usual, and its eyes were glowing with that terrifying, monster light that usually made people shudder. Bella pressed her back firmly against a tree log as she retreated from me. Her eyes were wide with sheer fear. Her breathing came in short, terrified gasps, and her face had turned utterly pale. She gazed at me as if I were the monster from every terrifying Lycan King tale ever recounted.

The city lights, like a thousand diamonds, reflected in Bella's eyes, creating an enchanting atmosphere. As the evening unfolded, Avery, with a twinkle in his eye, attuned to the enchantment of the night, unveiled the third surprise for Bella. With a conspiratorial smile, he reached into a discreetly placed bag by his side, retrieving a carefully wrapped gift adorned with a satin ribbon. The anticipation in Bella's eyes mirrored the intrigue that had been building throughout the evening. Avery presented the elegantly wrapped box to Bella, his eyes glinting with a mixture of excitement and affection. "I thought this would be a fitting addition to our evening," he remarked, his voice carrying

Her eyes were fixated on the man we were talking about. Hmmm. A smile graced my lips. Not interested? But Bella has a habit of staring when she finds a guy handsome. Dawson jumped out of the car, and I followed him. At the same time, Beta Dominic came out of the pack house, carrying Bella’s phone. He was the one who answered the phone earlier when Dawson called. "Fuck man! You've found your mate? Is that her?" Trent came and hugged Dawson. His eyes were on me. A smile was on his face before his nose scrunched up while he was hugging Dawson.

"Open your eyes, I want to see in those deep dreamy eyes, my beautiful." Slowly she opened her eyes , they were full of love and want. A soft chuckle left his throat, seeing his shy girl turning into a tigress . Then once again he commanded her to touch herself. She never wanted to leave her grip over her friend yet she tried touching herself rolling on the bed. Seeing her like this he was getting harder, not able to stay apart he quickly grasped her hands and then entered into her slowly and slowly coaxing her. The doors were opened yet too small for a huge entry, beads of sweat were forming on the forehead. He said, " want me to come in", she nodded , he said, " it's going to hurt a bit bu

He's crazy and can't be trusted. "I am not coming with you anywhere. Now get your disgusting hands off me." She snarled staring at him with her fierce eyes. She didn't have a slight idea of what those eyes were doing to him. His control was reaching its last limit. "Fuck! This gaze of yours is just damn!" He hissed under his breath staring into her glaring eyes. His heart did a flip but Bella wasn't even focused on him, all her attention was to get his hand and him off her.

Allie opted for subtle shimmer, while Iris kept her look soft and natural. “You think the guys will notice?” Bella asked with a wicked grin. “If they don’t, we’re switching mates,” Allie joked. Aurora checked her reflection last. Her Lycan eyes glowed faintly, golden against the silver. She smoothed the dress over her hips and nodded. “Ready?” “Let’s show them what real power looks like,” Bella declared. ⸻ The Banquet Hall

Darrell I watched Bella through the half-open blinds, that slow, almost hesitant sway in her hips as she crossed the courtyard toward my private wing of the faculty residence. The wide-brimmed hat shielded most of her face, but I could still make out the nervous way she kept glancing left and right, like she expected someone to jump out and call her name. Sunglasses perched on her nose even though the late-afternoon sun was already dipping behind the palms. Cute. Desperate. Delicious.

They really wanted Isabella to have a boyfriend, but she was extremely defensive. First opening the tap, she splashed water on her face before washing her hands. Her eyelashes were wet, and the look of her hazel eyes was mesmerizing. "Bella, your eyes are so captive that you can catch anyone's soul just by looking at it.” Bethany was dazed when she said this. Isabella was such a goddess that no one can deny it. Her simple look made anyone crazy. If she did makeup, then who knew how many men would faint there.

And somehow— terrifying. Because despite how wrecked she looked… her eyes— were alive. Burning. Pure evil. The girls helping her stopped directly in front of me. Bella didn’t look at anyone else. Only me. Didn’t blink. Didn’t move. Just stared. And then— A smile crept onto her face. Slow. The kind something possessed might wear. My pulse stumbled. Sky whispered, …I don’t like this. Neither did I. Not even a little.