Novel & Cerita Ways To Describe Brown Eyes Romantically

“You don't have to be a peeping tom any longer.” “In your dreams.” I bite back. He fully faces me and I swallow a lump in my throat fixing my gaze on the mirror and acting oblivious to his looming existence. Then, he grabs my chin and slowly turns my head to his until my eyes meet his and I chew the insides of my mouth nervously. His eyes are brown, so brown that they remind me of my favourite chocolate. And I've always thought of brown as a bland color but his…his, have a sort of black ring surrounding them and they have specs of gold and black in them.

Her beauty was enchanting to the point I was unable to take my eyes off her. Her beautiful brown hair flowed in cascading waves, catching the light with each movement. Her eyes, a captivating shade of hazel, held an air of mystery as they sparkled with curiosity and life. Her nose was delicately sculpted, adding to her elegance, and her lips, soft and inviting, curled into a natural, warm smile.

I soaked in all of his beautiful features. Then I saw them. The slits in his eyelids cracked open slowly, his smile becoming more prominent as his stunning and warm hazel eyes met my chocolate-brown ones. It reminded me of when we were at my hidden oasis back home, and he commented on occasion that every time he looked into my eyes, it always made him want candy afterward. My eyes were uniquely my own. They were big, doe-like eyes, a rich chocolate brown, but they had a sliver of caramel around the centers.

Let me look," She felt him blow on her face, then felt the cold of his hand and the heat of his breath. "I think it's fine now," Aleksander said. "Open your eyes. And she slowly opened her eyes to be mesmerized by his eyes shining even in the dark. "I like your eyes," she said as if she couldn't stop herself from telling him. "I like your eyes, too." His eyes fixed on her, "Your eyes were a blazing brown sun warmed with inner gold." She couldn't think of anything to answer the man's statement. "So, what else about me did you find appealing?" He continued to look at her.

But he didn’t do it. He would let him do it her way. She would kiss him again if she wanted to kiss him again. He could see in her eyes that she wasn’t finished and that it was huge mistake for him to think that she would abandon him at that moment. And his lips would always welcome her. But she just stared at him while her face was just two or three inches away him, she was looking directly into his eyes, and up close, her eyes were the most beautiful pair he had seen. They were almond eyes and were brown.

I would give him 100 out of 10, he is so handsome. I notice his whiskey brown eyes are speaking something that I couldn't decipher. Which language are they saying? I never felt this illiterate in my whole life. Ryan towers over me as he slowly sits at the corner of my desk. "Ethan." His voice catches my attention while I look into his enigmatic eyes. He shuts them softly, and when he opens them I swear I saw galaxies in his bright amber eyes. Brown with flecks of gold in them. His eyes are so mesmerizing, it's like they are pulling me closer with their intense gravity to collide with him. For a big bang. I unintentionally bend forward.

Like what? My cheeks burned as I recalled the intensity of his gaze. His dark eyes were piercing. They were brown, a coffee brown that darkened to a dark piercing color when he was... in the mood. At least that was what I had thought. I couldn't help it! One minute we were spitting words at each other and the next, we were at each other's face, kissing like ravenous nymphos.

“Mine are boring brown.” “Are you kidding?” he asked. “I’ll have you know they’re quite captivating.” I laughed. “Okay.” His eyes narrowed. “You don’t believe me?” I shook my head. “Why do you look offended?” I asked between laughs. “They’re my eyes, not yours.” “Yeah, and I’m offended that you’re looking down on yourself. Mine are a cold grey, yours are a warm brown. Have you seen how they change colours depending on the light? Plus when I look at you, it’s like you’re looking straight into my soul.”

I could feel him crawling up before he was above me. "You're beautiful, so gorgeous my love. You look like an angel. Your curly hair, just like a cup of hot chocolate in winter, dark brown and so smooth to touch." His hand moved into my hair as he scratched my scalp. "Eyes just like two beautiful crystal balls, having forest green colour. Wild but also soft just as nature. It soothes the soul of the person looking into them." He placed a light kiss on both of my eyes.

The pink color sprawled on her cheek as she felt him rubbing his cheek on the other side as well she tilted her head giving him comfortable access as he rubbed the red on the other side and this time it managed to get it on her lips. Pulling away he bobbed her nose with his and demanded her to open her eyes. Brown clashed with his blue one as they stared into each other. "I find the world's most beautiful color in your eyes". " Your eyes color is a mixture of innocence, naiveness, and beauty with a hint of fierceness". He mused as her pink blush glowed under the color on her cheeks. Her eyes looked up into his eyes as she spoke with a hint of playfulness. " I know".