Black People With Gray Eyes Novels & Stories

"What are you talking about?" His dark eyes bore into my soul, as if digging inside me for answers. I never noticed how dark they were. Sei and Silas had red and grey eyes. Alpha Nazari only had black eyes. Not a lux of light in them. Not a lux of light around his whole face. "I never told you about him." I said when I recieved no response. I watched as his eyes suddenly started lighting up, glowing from whatever magic he was doing. They turned into a light blue, almost like ice and I knew someone with such eyes.

She chuckled, not minding and I walked out. At the door I almost collided with a stranger. I stopped in my tracks staring at him. "Wow." The words slipped out of my mouth in amazement. This was my first time seeing someone with two different eye colours, especially because it was so contrasting on a black man. He had the most beautiful blue and grey eyes that popped out of his skin and the wine suit he had on just made his skin pop even more. He was beautiful, I mean not in the creepy way as others would find his eyes but like art.

She was frowning and covering her face. “Hi,” I whispered as I caressed her face, “How do you feel?” Panting, she looks at me. When I see her eyes, I gasp. She had grey eyes. She looked stunning. Grey eyes weren’t usual in vampires. There was only one clan whose vampires had gray eyes, but the kingdom vanished decades ago. As she looked at me, I smiled softly. I waited for her to answer me. Suddenly her hand moves to my face. She was staring at me intensely. As I was about to say something, she scowls.

His full face came to view and I feel my eyebrows reach the roof. Although his hair was sleeked backwards, the strength of whatever gel product he had used was wearing off, letting loose a small curl of baby hair on his face, right above his other eyebrow that I didn’t see before, shaped to match the second, making it look like he had a constant glare. His eyes were pitch black, I’ve never seen that shade of black before, in fact I’ve only ever seen really dark brown eyes before. But deep within what seemed like a never ending pit of black iris, held a color, red, deep flaming red, like what humans used to describe hell. It looked like his wolf’s eyes.

I noticed that he was still staring at me so I just bent down and pretended to be looking at my phone screen. I can't even understand myself, why I can't look him in the eyes again. Maybe because I was single since birth and because I quickly fell in love with a man with beautiful eyes. I was amazed at the color of his eyes which are light gray and it seems that I have only seen that color in the eyes. Does he have a kano race? or do they have that eye color in their genes? Maybe Bea's race will be good if she can stay with him. But why do I feel regretful when I think about it?

I opened the door. The photo hadn't done him any favors in either direction. He was tall in the way that actually registers, the kind of tall where you recalibrate the space around a person. Dark coat, no tie, a jaw that looked like it had been designed to make people feel vaguely outmatched. His eyes were gray. Not blue-gray or warm gray. Just gray, the color of sky before something serious happens in it. He looked at me the way people look at things they are trying to understand.

Fighting. His skin has a grayish tint. His eyes are completely black. No whites. No iris. Just darkness. And his movements. They're jerky. Unnatural. Like a puppet being pulled by invisible strings. "No," I breathe. "What did she do to him?

"First, because you saved me from that old man earlier. Second, like you said. Our eyes are the same color! And third—" "Okay... That’s enough, boy." William quickly shook his head, stifling a laugh. He bent his knees so he was level with the child, then reached out and ruffled the boy’s slightly curly hair with fond exasperation. "I did save you from that old man, but I’m not your daddy," he said gently, watching the little boy blink rapidly at his words. "Our eyes may look alike, but did you know about three percent of people in the world also have gray eyes?"

’’ He began, I held my breath. Gray Vampires were regular Vampires whose eye color ranged from black to gray. I frowned, Brian had crimson eyes, did that mean he was different or was that the eye color for Hybrid Vampires? I mean his natural eye color was blue, a color for Hybrid Werewolves? I shook my head, clearing it off of the thoughts and turned my attention to Earl instead.

Impossible to ignore. The black-eyed soldier possessed olive-toned skin and an intimidating presence with rough edges. The gray-eyed man was different. His skin was the rich color of dark chocolate, making those silver-gray eyes seem almost unnatural. Long dark hair had been tied into a half-bun. Strong shoulders and a powerful physique are visible even beneath his clothing.