Black People With Gray Eyes Novels & Stories

“Hey, is Gray no longer with us?” “Yeah, he was murdered,” Hugo said. The news hit me like a ton of bricks. Gray was always a step ahead of everyone, unbeatable. I had a feeling he’d eventually piss someone off or get on the wrong side of someone. “Do you know this guy?” Hugo showed me a picture of another guy on his phone. This guy was ripped and covered in tattoos. His hair was pitch black, his eyes a piercing blue, and his look was tough, with multiple piercings in his ears and nose.

“God, Layken! You scared me!” Turning back around, I took in the scene before me once more. “Wow, Layken, this is wonderful! I’ve never seen anything like this before,” I said, marveling at the sight. Curiously, I asked, “Are gray and black your favorite colors?” as I turned around to observe the long black double sink. It seemed fitting, since Layken’s vehicles were all black with a gray interior. “It would seem fitting that the woman God made for me would have the most stunning grey eyes. But yes, I love grey and black. How about you? What are your favorite colors?”

Sandra spat. “Wow, you’re not only ignorant, you’re an idiot, too.” I replied in mock surprise, “Take a trip to Ireland and say that to someone there, Sandra. Not all Irish people have red hair and green eyes. Black Irish people have a darker complexion, black or dark brown hair, and typically dark brown eyes, but I was born lucky.” “She’s right, Sandra. My great-grandfather is a quarter Black Irish, and you are ignorant.” Nathan scoffed at his girlfriend, “We’re done. Staying with you would just be an insult to myself and my family.”

I interject after Lilly, “is when the whites of your eyes turn black and your wolf’s eyes replace your normal ones. The most common colors you see are shades of amber and brown, but sometimes you see green or blue. I’m part of the one quarter of wolves that happens to.” “The last type is just as rare as Demetri’s.” Patrick surprises us when he talks. “One quarter of wolves will have blackened eyes. I believe doctors settled on calling them black-out eyes. Based on your description, it sounds like that’s what you have but we need to see them before you get out of the partial to verify that’s what you have.” He shakes his head against my arm. “The light hurts and I already have a headache. Mad

His hands which covered in with black gloves fell on the table with a bang, startling Grace who shifted on her feet, The rest of the panel made no effort to speak , they speculated, not uttering a word. “Do you only know how to cry?” Mr Black asked getting up from his chair , He walked around the table, coming face to face with Grace. Seeing her up close he was more perplexed, Her beauty was out of this world, Her most striking feature were her eyes, Green like the Emerald stone and enchanting like a forest, it was so beautiful. Her wild brown curls, Her Chalk white skin and Cherry red plump lips were what made her so beautiful. Her lips were so plump that it took everything in him not to wa

“Haven't you noticed there are more people with grey eyes and blonde hair like River? Of course, you will meet others who look like you.” “Just like Africans and Asians?” “Yeah.” I nodded with a smile, patting River's hair. “Most of them have black hair and black eyes. That doesn't mean they are related, are they?” They shook their heads. “Exactly. People can have the same skin, eyes, and hair colour without being connected.” “That's true!” They exclaimed, their faces turning serious, as if they were just realizing it now. I couldn't control the smile that broke out on my face when I realized I had once more escaped from the trap they set for me.

I heard Vera ask and I shifted my gaze to her. "It can't be the same person, right?" I asked Vera as if she knew about Black. "Who can't be the same person?" I heard Vera ask. "Black and Alexander?" I blurted out, "Who is Black?" I heard Vera ask before my mind registered what was happening. "Nothing," I said quickly and tried to compose myself. Alexander has hazel eyes, Black has green eyes. I thought. They might be of the same height, same size and same body stature but their faces looked different. Black looks more white than Alexander. It's just my mind playing tricks on me. I thought and felt a bit relaxed.

It wasn't only humans with the annoying habit of putting people down. Her name was Ebony and she was absolutely beautiful, even with the massive square-shaped, thick-rimmed glasses she wore. Her complexion reminded me of brown caramel and her eyes were a liquid hazel color. She had chubby cheeks which doubled in size when she flashed us her perfect, white teeth, and her hair was always kept in braids that were cropped short with silver beads embellishing them.

What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

The previous silence might have seemed awkward and maybe she was trying to make up for it by starting a conversation but then I felt that silence was much better. "It's a form of art don't you see? The way they sit on the wall. They add color to it and the room altogether as a part of the decor." she said. "Oh, I understand. I guess I'll leave them there then." We also shared the same eye color. All members of a certain pack were characterized by those: like the gray pack members all had gray eyeballs. In addition, we all had that stubborn streak of hair that was shorter than the rest and falling now and then over our right eye.