Black Hair Blue Eyes Pale Skin Novels & Stories

Chris shot back without taking his eyes off me. I finally looked up at him and was met with the cold icy blue eyes I see everytime I look in a mirror. Most times I like to imagine I'm not part of this cruel family or pack but unfortunately I look just like my family. I have ivory skin just like my mother, dark almost jet black hair like my father and every single one of us have bright blue eyes. I looked back down since looking at him too long would probably result in a beating since he would see it as a challenge. I may be part wolf but without my wolf counterpart inside me like everyone else I don't heal as fast, not quite as strong or fast..

He brought his hair to his view and gasped when he saw his hair. His hair was not only long........but pure white. He rushed to his mirror right in the bathroom and gasped in surprise. This certainly was not his reflection.....he was staring at another person entirely. His hair was long, pure white and silky, his skin was pale.......and pure, just like snow.....his eyebrows had little ice crests at the end of each one.... his lips were pink, his ears.....his ears were pointy, more like an elf, and his eyes.......his eyes are blue, ocean blue!

Something was amiss. They ran into a girl with hair as black as the midnight sky and eyes as blue as the Aegean Sea but her skin was a dark caramel color almost a copper color that made Jake think she was either black or native American. She had a great set of double DD boobs and a butt that said, “I work out”.

I tell him softly, but I don't touch him again. He is breathing hard when he slowly lifts his head to look at me. I gasp when I see his full face. He's breathtaking, like a prince from a fairytale. His hair is a light, dusty blonde brown with eyes blue like the deepest parts of the ocean. His skin is a golden color, and his body is muscular but not too much. It's more like a runner or a swimmer.

His eyes were cold, his face unreadable. Great, another guy. Just great. He was, well, different from all others. He has that unique face, not perhaps in the conventional sense, but he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd. He was fair, almost pale white. His unfathomable, blue eyes contrasted exceptionally with his black toned hair. His eyes were as deep and expressive, where you could get lost if you stared long enough. His face had that faraway look in it, which cannot be described in words.

Rachel and other warriors, but what my eyes only softened when I met those of the man who was further ahead, very close to the barrier. His hair is blond that falls a little below the ear, eyes as blue as the cloudless sky, his skin perfect white, his chin more square and without any sign of beard. His body is well sculpted, totally proportional, he was wearing a white suit with a blue blouse that matched his eyes.

Not that he will listen, but I can try anyway. I pour myself a cup of coffee and go back to throw on some mascara and a little lip gloss. There is absolutely no sense in piling on makeup just to clean and serve food. I will sweat it off anyway. Looking at my reflection, I admit that one of the things I have going for me is that I have flawless skin. My skin coloring has just enough pigment to look like I tan, but it’s all natural. Then there are my eyes. I have never really seen an eye color like my own; they are a blue-violet color. The wavy, raven locks and long, dark lashes that I have, make my eyes stand out more. I’ve tried changing my hair color, but nothing else looks good on me. Alth

Still, don't judge me until you see what I'm talking about… His eyes… The blue color in his eyes looks like a piece of the ocean. I can't believe that someone with anger issues, and a bad reputation can have such peaceful eyes. Have I mentioned that his dyed black color hair makes him irresistible? Or should I mention that his bridge sharp nose seems like a piece of art? Even his pale skin does not look dead to me, it is quite the opposite, it looks flawless and full of life. It all exists in one single body which is indeed too much.

Angela looked at her mother's face and noticed a blue mark beneath her eye, "he hit you again didn't he" Her mother is beautiful in all aspects. Her smile shines like the sun at sunrise; she has black hair with shimmering sprays of white, long, and smooth curls like noodle spaghetti. Her eyes are black and round, filled with love even though one eye is blue; when she laughs, you can see a beautiful love on the side of her cheek.

Sharp-eyed eyes with beautiful black-colored eyes, adorned with very curled eyelashes on the blend of perfectly curved eyebrows look beautiful with fine eyebrow hairs that look like they are connecting in the middle. Their skin color is bright like Gavriel, but the skin type is the same as Anindira, with exotic skin without *freckles, which makes the skin color look ivory white. If the skin is like Gavriel's it will not get *sunburn, but it will only increase *Freckles when exposed to harsh sunlight. In contrast to Anindira, whose skin is very easily affected by *sunburn. Anindira has dark skin, but her two children have fair skin like their father. Her two children's noses were also sharp l