Amber Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

I didn't know what to expect—trash that, I already knew that he didn't like me, but I secretly hoped that this news would mollify any atom of hatred he bore towards me. He turned around slowly, aggravating my anxiety so I shut my eyes and counted from one to ten. 'One, two, three...' "What kind of sick joke is this?" His fury-laced voice cut through my brief meditation as my eyes flew open. I was almost forced to shut them again as nothing prepared me for the kind of burning anger I saw in his amber eyes... Wait a second. Amber eyes? I knew that I had a forgetful memory, but I was so sure that I'd seen a pair of glassy blue eyes yesterday, not angry amber orbs. What the hell was going on?

The only difference is that Amber doesn’t see her beauty like Madeline does, which is why she doesn’t attract as much attention as her. Well, up until recently when she decided to fuck Sammy. But, that’s why I’m going to stop it before it gets worse. Amber is a lot prettier than Madeline too. Honestly, she’s probably the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. Her dark, long, raven hair contrasts her bright green eyes perfectly as they sit against her olive skin. The perfect combination. She looks like a painting. Round plump, pink lips with apple like cheeks and soft features. Don’t get be started about her body…. Curvy waist, round tits, fat ass. She has it all.

"You say my eyes are brighter... they're closer to gold than green." It was true. The green I'd known all my life had shifted, infused with amber-gold that made them almost glow in the bathroom light. Not entirely changed, but transformed – like moss streaked with honey. Theo shrugged, his hands sliding around to my stomach, holding me against him. "My bloodline typically has amber-gold eyes that are blue and purple in Lycan form. Maybe that gold has bled over to you." I felt a stirring within, Artemis pushing gently at the edges of my consciousness, curious and eager to see these changes for herself. I closed my eyes, relaxing the barrier between us, letting her come forward enough to see t

What I saw next stopped me cold. Amber stood in the center of the bathroom, gripping the sink with trembling hands. Her skin was slick with sweat, her body tense like something was fighting its way out from within. Her eyes—Oh my—her eyes glowed a sharp, unnatural yellow, and her features had twisted, just slightly, but enough to make my heart pound. Her pupils were thin slits, and her face bore the briefest flicker of something… feral. She looked like someone caught between two worlds, and neither of them was ours.

My mouth was slightly open as I took in her fragile state. Amber was the strong one, she never once showed when she was scared and she rarely if ever showed when she was upset so you had to learn the signs. But right now, she was exposed, all walls were down and she was baring her emotions to me. The crystal blue color of her eyes turned to a stormy ocean, thunder and rain in its darkest glory. Her emotions swirled in her depths as she dug up years of suppressed memories from her childhood, allowing herself too feel them in her heart.

Shaylin has grown into a strong, confident and beautiful woman every father would be proud of, and all that gave away that it was still the same little girl, were those captivating emerald orbs. Professor Jackson was an old man but he was blessed with the sight of an eagle in the hunt. Even from ten feet away he could notice traces of amber-like swirls dancing in the emerald sea of her eyes and around her pupils. They looked almost like a forest canopy adorned with strings of fairy lights. It was not uncommon for the Amber Coven to have traces of amber in their eyes and almost all had at least some. All but Shaylin’s brother Hendric that is, although no one really knew why. Over the years th

Chapter 4 AMBER'S POV Through my bloody and battered face , i managed to see the Boys everyone was paving the road for. They were simply beauty. Their faces seemed carefully sculpted by the greatest sculptor, they all had brown hair. One had the deepest Jade eyes I had ever seen and in those eyes was a cold look, the other had dark eyes, dark eyes that had a sense of mysteriousness to them and the last who had a little smile on his face had warm brown eyes that made me feel sick with the desire to look into them.

Stanley whispered back Just then a lady walked in, she was the exact replica of Amber, oval shaped face, blue eyes, but dressing differs, she wore a baggy shorts and a crazy Jean jacket top, her hair was packed in a crazy bun, she walked with a attitude and sat facing Amber as she said “what’s up sis, why the sudden urge to see me" no greeting, no how are you doing “Good to see you too sis" Amber said in a mocking voice “Guess am only good to see when you’re in trouble and you need me to bail you out” Ann rolled her eyes at Amber and said “well, am here, start talking” Todd studied Ann and realised there was a difference between Ann and Amber, Amber has a mole at the right corner of her mout

The moment you pick it up, it will die. My head was filled with those thoughts when our house butler called my name. "Ms. Kianna, The Master is calling for you." He was standing confidently. Sebas is tall, a handsome adult with black hair and somehow Amber eyes that match his pale skin. Although he is not that young, many people, especially the maids in this house, love him. "Where is he?" I asked as I couldn't help but look into his eyes. Amber eyes are uncommon, but they can be found throughout the world, and here I am talking to one of them. Amber eyes are a golden yellow or somewhat coppery color without specks of gold, green, or brown.

Still with a smile, i greeted her. Her cold eyes darted back to me, it slightly sent me shivers though. I can see through those pairs how her brother gazes at me most of the time, specifically our first encounters. The Amadeus clan has the best eyes as their assets, i must say. And as far as i know, they're the only family who bear grey eyes like the gloomy weather or clouds indicating some calmness before an upcoming storm. "I'm not wishing for the same thing. Anyway, how's my little nephew here?" I was shocked at first when she voluntarily caressed my bump.