Amber Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

Natalie made a face but took the picture anyway. Amber was a little more emotional than Jamie. She kept crying over Levi's shoulder while she clung to him, whispering her gratitude. "We wanted to call you and thank you for everything, but Natalie said you were out of town." Levi assured her there'd be plenty of video calls in the future. As he watched the Taylor siblings tease each other, he was struck anew by their uncanny resemblance. Amber had the most striking eyes, they glinted a rich golden hue in the sunlight, and Levi wondered if she was named after their colour.

But her eyes, they were screaming souls. “HELP! ME!! AAAH! ACKK!” She raised her hand desperately asking for help and I kneeled down to reach for it. Her other hand unconsciously touched the water beside her and the lake glowed magically. “Damn it! Damn it!” I don’t know what to do! She’s still in pain! She’s suffering like hell! Her hands are burning like fire! And her tears! “AAAH!” She looked me dead in the eyes and there were like fogs encircling her pupils. Wait! The golden light. The chest pain. The burning skin. And her eyes are changing in color. It’s turning into “Amber.” The Callora amber eyes!

’ ‘No,’ I moved a stray hair out of her face and held her chin, ‘but that doesn’t mean you aren’t still strong. Amelia stared into my eyes, and I couldn’t help but stare back into those luscious golden-amber eyes. Such a rare colour to come by, like mine, I find a glimmer of bliss looking into those eyes, even when anger or irritation is beaming towards me through them.

I need young, blonde, and big blue eyes staring at me now. "Suck me off," I growl while getting even more agitated. Her hand wraps around my flaccid member, and her warm mouth slips over the crown of my dick seductively. And while it feels absolutely amazing, my mind won't focus. All I see is Amber. I see the bags under her eyes. I picture the fear and sadness haunting her big blues and her tears falling steadily after I told her about her father. Fuck!

She said, "I see ... Thank you for your compliments, and nice to meet you, Mr. Leonard." "By the way, you're so beautiful with your amber eyes," again, Enrico praised her. A bright smile appeared on her pretty face. "Ah, thank you. You're too praised. Amber eyes I got from my Spanish Mom." "it's appropriate," Enrico said with a slow nod. "Amber eyes are quite rare, especially among Asians like you. But I'm serious, you're so beautiful, Miss Lee." This time Naomi just replied with a polite smile.

Maybe I hadn't noticed Amanda then. Staring back at me was a blonde woman with emerald green eyes and a wide, cute smile. She had green eyes too, but I just didn't feel that same surge of emotions I did when staring into Amaira's. I drop the files abruptly and turn to the next one. This girl had creamy caramel chocolate skin, auburn colored hair and charcoal black eyes. Her features were striking and bright, and I couldn't but blink a few times as I stared at her picture.

After gathering courage, she got off the bed, dragging her legs that were about to fail her. Her eyes landed on mine, and she gasped in uttermost shock. I knew. But I didn't react. As usual, she expected to lock gazes with my electric, icy blue eyes, but she was terrified that they were dark grey. So dark, it could be mistaken for a shade of black. My eyes turned black when I was extremely mad. And Amber, witnessing this for the first time, filled her with fright, wondering what had possessed me. “Elion…” She called. That silky voice that seized my breath…

God, she was so beautiful. Amira had light brown hair with an olive skin tone that was a shade lighter than mine. I was surprised when she blinked her eyes open. They were hazel like mine, but a portion in the upper right side of her irises were emerald just like her father. I had never seen eyes like that before. “You are so beautiful,” I gushed. Jackson rested his cheek on top of my head. I did not need to look at him to know that he had a goofy smile on his face.

He reached the shore and, with practiced ease, dug the paddle into the riverbed to steady the canoe. As he stepped out, towering and broad-shouldered, Amber wiped at her tear-streaked face, flustered. He looked at her intently and said, “You’re the one crying.” Even in the half-light, she saw his eyes—those rare, amber-gold irises that shimmered like light behind stained glass. Her heart picked up speed—fast, steady—but not from fear. She nodded. It was obvious, wasn’t it? Realizing she hadn’t spoken, she found her voice.

"Mama! Mama!Wake up!" Amber frowned as she felt the tap on her cheeks. When she opened her eyes, a three -year -old boy appeared before her. He has a Comb over fade haircut. The child's black hair is thin. His skin is smooth and white. At first glance, one can immediately predict which clan it belongs because of the brown color of his eyes. Amber told herself, Indigo is indeed a sharp shooter. In just one night, he was able to make a Villacorda heir.