Quote by C.N. Crawford

“he appeared to be struggling with something trapped in his throat; it turned out to be a word. "thanks," he said.”

— Dorothy Gilman

“Finally turning his head, he regarded me appraisingly, with contempt so thick that I expected to hear it drizzle to the floor with a…

— Dean Koontz

“Then his head sank to the floor of its own accord and from his nostrils came the last faint flicker of his breath.”

— Franz Kafka

“Uncertain of what he wanted, I turned to meet his eyes. Pupils dilating. Breathing hitched. He looked rough. Intense. Wild. But then he smiled.…

— Kristi Hayes

“Mine.” His voice rumbled deep in his chest. He”

— Vivienne Savage

“His eyes were like your voice—keys to a place in me that could burst open.”

— Ava Dellaira

“He stared at it. Something about the tension of his posture eased. His jaw tightened, then loosened; his eyes looked wet. "Maybe we gotta…

— Hollis Shiloh

“Scooting forward, I pressed my lips to his smooth cheek. His eyes widened.”

— J. Lynn

“His eyes seemed swimmably deep. I couldn’t have looked away if I tried.”

— A.A. Chamberlynn

“His gaze held mine so long it felt as if he would never release it. And something deep inside me did not want him…

— Tess Oliver

“He swallowed hard and looked deep into my eyes so intensely, I tried hard not to look away. I didn’t want him to see…

— Mercy Cortez

“He had a grin on his face as he looked at me, but it belied the intensity in his eyes.”

— Elisabeth Grace