Ways To Describe Eyes Novels & Stories

Me as the patient and he as my sexy sexy therapist. "Do you know you have beautiful eyes?" He looked mildly surprised at that, but his mouth curved up in that smile again, the one that had his canines showing and his eyes simply shining at me again. "I would have said I had handsome eyes, but if you call them pretty then..." '"They're not handsome, they don't possess that rugged quality the rest of you seem to. Your eyes give away more than you think they do, they glimmer and they shine, like pretty pearls in the ocean."

I look up "I don't" he paused for a bit "You have beautiful eyes" he murmured, I looked towards him again probably in shock, the only person that has ever described my eyes as beautiful was my mum. It has been described as weird, cool, even fake, and not like I'm wearing contacts but some people actually think I had surgery, I'm not even sure there's a type of surgery that changes the eye color, people can be crazy. "Thank you," I said with a small voice trying to repress a smile and I think he caught it because he smiled too, and if I thought he was beautiful before looking at him now just makes him look otherworldly.

he stated. I heaved a sigh of relief because I had assumed it was something horrifying. "Oh, I see. What those colors mean?" I inquired. No, I should stop here because it's getting a little too much for him. "Hmm... Well, our eyes turn green when we are very pleased, grey when we are sad, hazel with a hint of black surrounding it when we are angry, violet when we are astonished, and..." he hesitated briefly before continuing. "Crimson coupled with electrifying blue when lust overtakes, you can say when we are in a mood, that's pretty much it," he added in one breath.

"Your eyes. They're different. Go look." Elena frowned and went over to the mirror. She jerked her head back and looked over at Marie, then back at the mirror again. Her eyes were different. They were a deeper green, almost forest green now, and the tiny flecks of gold that had been there, were a lot bigger. They gave the effect of gold leaf rubbed into a forest green canvas. They were iridescent and glowed with an inner light. "Well, that's going to be fun trying to explain. Everyone knows I don't wear glasses or contacts, so that excuse won't fly. Any ideas, my smart, sexy Marie?"

My body wanted him so badly and I could see the same desire in his eyes. I could clearly see just how beautiful his eyes are. They were a golden color with green hits here and there, so bright like the sun, the green shone like an emerald. Around his iris was a dark green line that fade into gold. The pattern in his eyes looked like a galaxy, a whole other world.

Ordinary is something that relates to your everyday life and that's why I've always preferred ordinary, simplicity. And those beautiful, big eyes of her...that express her thoughts. Her brown deep orbs carry all emotions; anger, sadness, love, fun, tenacity and desire. My heart used to get sad whenever she looked at me with her despaired eyes. I wanted to give her hope, support and tell her that she is not alone. I tried few times to tell her that through my actions, but since my words didn't support them so she couldn't figure out.

The intense glaring contest between Savanna and Lisa seemed to freeze time for a moment, as their eyes locked in a battle of wills. Each woman's gaze conveyed a distinct and powerful message, reflecting their conflicting emotions and desires. Savanna's eyes burned with a fiery menace, radiating determination and a fierce will to stake her claim in Alex's life. There was an unwavering resolve in her gaze as if she was willing to go to any lengths to be with him. Her eyes seemed to pierce through the air, reflecting her defiance and refusal to back down.

I cursed myself the very next moment for looking at him. It's all in the eyes. Even the most ruthless person has the eyes of a saint or a person looking like a saint has sinful eyes. They can easily communicate emotions only when one has the ability to understand them. They are honest hence show you the actual colour of a person. Anyone can hide their desires with words, but what lies in the eyes can never be hidden. This was one of my abilities that I could read eyes, however, it never blessed me with any benefit but only cursed me with nightmares. And it scared me to the core when I read Renerio’s eyes.

Adira… It echoes pushing me to put her image on paper. I move to her nose leaving her mouth half finished; her eyes are the easiest part to put on paper. The image of them comes to me clear as day. The eyes staring at me in my mind have life in them, they have curiosity. They are filled with light but at the same time there is a void in them.

No mirror, no filter made her feel as beautiful as his eyes did. He gently laid her down on the soft, inviting mattress, gently parting their lips. The longing in his eyes was palpable as they traced every curve and contour of her face. She luxuriated in the warmth of his intense gaze, feeling an unparalleled sense of beauty and desirability. No mirror or filter could ever evoke the same profound feeling of beauty as the captivating gaze of his eyes.