When A Man Gazes Into Your Eyes Novels & Stories

he commanded in a husky and thick tone. I found myself entranced as he made me look into the mirror, our eyes locking in a mesmerizing gaze. I was captivated by his intense stare, and it felt like he could see right through me. My hands remained locked behind his head as if held by an invisible force, and I couldn't bring myself to look away or move them back to my lap. The mirror seemed to amplify the connection between us, reflecting our intense gazes and the unspoken emotions that swirled between us. It was as if I could see deeper into his soul, and in that moment, I felt a sense of familiarity and closeness.

He definitely caught me ogling his delicious body. Quickly, I looked away from him, feeling his piercing gaze burning a hole in the side of my head. I didn't feel threatened by the man himself, but definitely the meaning behind those eyes that never strayed from looking at me. Living around Samael taught me how to read people's intentions in their gaze. This man did not want to cause me harm, but he definitely wished to impale me with his unsheathed monster.

They were just like hers jn color, the same bright blue eyes, those beautiful ocean eyes which could brighten up anyone's dull life. The girl tried to look down and break away from his dark gaze but he painfully held her chin shooting her a dangerous glare, "If you dare to look away again, I will pluck your fucking eyes out!" She flinched at his low growl making her instantly glue her eyes to his. The man loosened his grip and started the endless gazing in her eyes.

He's just a couple of dots away from me anyway. "Does Queen Zabelle tell you that talking to someone without looking in the eye is rude and insincere?" He muttered and my eyes shot wide open. The closeness of our faces startled me. The tip of his high bridge nose brushed mine and my heart nearly jumped on my throat. His predatory eyes glowed under the mask while stabbing straight to mine. "I'm sorry." Was all I could say. I'm running out of words that I chose to shut my mouth and just stare at him. Our eyes locked. The thudding of my chest was conceivable as well as his. Does he also feel what I'm feeling towards him?

It turned me on. My breath hitched as his eyes meets mine, staring at me penetratingly like he’s trying to read me beyond what I show him. My eyes get lost in his. His eyes are so. . . compassionate and beautiful. They’re masculine but not the kind that scares you, no, the kind that makes you want to drop on your knees. “Plus, I’m sure you’d tell me when you’re ready to.” His voice brings my attention back to his presence. I’ve gotten lost in admiration of this man way too much tonight. I need to get a grip of myself.

I can’t remember discouraging someone like him. When the man got close to me, I couldn’t help but shudder. The air was too overwhelming, and when I looked into his eyes, I rapidly averted my gaze along with my heart that was beating furiously. I feel like it’s the most significant crime to gaze at him because there’s a chance that you may lose the opportunity to see the magnificence of the world.

The kind that breeds unholy thoughts. The man stretches forth his hand and I take it, putting mine on his gently, while completely charmed by his eyes. Not once did he take his eyes off me and not once did I off him. I couldn’t even if I wanted to. Not when his gaze leers into me so penetratingly like this. I don’t remember the last time a man stared at me in such a way that left me breathless.

'I want you to look at me, Slave,' he says. My back stiffens, and he notices. I shake my head softly, declining his demand. I haven't stared into his eyes since the moment I found out we were mates months ago. 'I want to see your eyes,' he says. Why does he want to see my eyes? Why does he want to look at me at all? I become curious and slowly look up, making instant eye contact with him. We stare silently into each other's eyes for a moment, and something strange happens. I feel a warm energy flow through my arms, and my hands emit a glow.

he said again, gently holding my chin to align our gazes. Electricity surged through my body as our skin touched. I could feel myself starting to sweat, even though it was cold outside. “If you’re talking to me, don’t even think about looking away. Look into my eyes, baby. I absolutely crave those mesmerizing eyes of yours. They’re pretty damn addictive. So, yeah, make sure to give me a good dose of eye contact. Do you understand, hmm?”

The man remained standing without making any movements. Ravi's gaze slowly traveled up to meet clear gray eyes on the right and golden ones on the left, staring directly into Ravi's with an unsettling intensity. Ravi stood frozen, feeling the air grow heavy around him as those eyes seemed to draw him into a different dimension. He almost forgot who this person was and felt his knees go weak with just one look. He might melt at any moment.