Blonde Hair Blue Eyes Genetics Novels & Stories

They fit well together. It made me feel sick. Then I got to the family pictures, including pictures of the three of them and pictures of just him holding a little girl. She looked just like her mom, with blonde hair and the same button nose, but her eyes were green instead of Hazel’s blue. I didn’t understand what that meant and why Giana was so stunned to see Siri's eye color until I researched it. Everything I found said that if one of the parents has brown eyes, the children will have brown eyes, as it is the dominant gene.

The one to the left had sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. The other looked very similar to Kyra in the genetics department. He had caramel-colored hair and green eyes. He looked the most approachable of the three but that could also be because he looked more like Kyra. That didn’t really say much either, since all of them had a scowl on their face.

"Exactly. So I might as well just ask." I roll my eyes again then move to the couch. He follows me after grabbing the glass. "I've already chosen my donor. Besides, I want green eyes. If I take your sperm, there's a possibility the baby's gonna have blue eyes. Blue plus green-blue equals two blues and one green. Two blues win. So nope." I purposely pop that P. "Princess Pao has my hair and eyes." "That's your testimony? Well, what's her biological mom's hair and eye color? Not that I'm considering your request but just asking for a friend."

he questioned, eyes focused on Sarael. “Your mother assumed Isis would come to me.” Sarael answered. “Interesting. Would this have something to do with why my sister is different?” Khalid asked, leaning forward now. “What do you mean by different?” I questioned. I know she’s different, but I want to know what he’s witnessed growing up with the girl. “Well, for one, she has blue eyes and a blonde streak on the left side of her face that’s natural and not dyed. Dad buys the recessive gene and anomaly line. I don’t. There’s maybe a one percent chance of someone of our genetics having blue eyes.” he explained.

“Me too. And if she were a boy, she’d look like you.” “That’s how I imagined it too,” he says with a chuckle. “I hope she has your green eyes.” “Is that possible? I don’t remember anything about genes from the bio class I took in high school.” “Yeah, it’s possible, but she’s more likely to get brown eyes from me. So, sorry.” He gives me a smile. “I think the percentage is around thirty-eight for green and fifty for brown.” “That’s higher than I thought you’d say. I do like having green eyes, but I like yours too. Our child will have dark hair, right? How do dominant genes work?”

What does she know? Sometimes I tease my dad telling him that his gene is weak, if not for Lily's black hair there would have been nothing his children took after him. My mom hair is blonde. My hair is blonde. Her eyes are blue. My eyes are blue. Isabella eyes are blue. I smooth Isabella hair one more time before leaving her side and standing beside my mom. "Why are you staring at me?" Mom shoots me an accusing look. "Nothing." Chill. I'm about to steal your cookies.

In fact, she secretly liked the gentlemanly nature of Emmet, who has ever been respectful and well-mannered, something Nezeira admires in people. "Yes, sorry, I don't fit well in gatherings like this.", Nezeira apologized. "It's alright, I like peaceful places too, like this one," Emmet said looking at Nezeira with the utmost affection, something she never reciprocated. Perhaps for Emmet, she didn't have to. Her straight, seemingly emotionless face appeals more to him. He stood beside her and asked, "Princess, your eyes. Why it is blue rather than red? As far as we all know vampires have red eyes."

I shouted to Tiana now realizing what she was talking about. "Yes Riana and you always say I'm the slow one." she said pointing an accusing finger to me. I looked at the time and quickly ran to the bathroom where I started cleaning up. I looked into the mirror and saw my crystal blue eyes which I got from my mom shining brighter than ever. My dad had green eyes so my eyes turned green whenever my Vampire or Wolf side took over. Wonderfully enough I had golden blonde hair while my parents both had black. Apparently my mom told me that because of my wolf having a golden colored fur I also got the same color for my hair just like my dad having a black wolf fur and his hair being black.

"I'll see you in a few hours." After a quick goodbye, I take the elevator down to the lobby and walk out the front door. It's fall and a cool, crisp breeze lifts my hair, swirling it around my face. I have such an unusual shade of red hair. It's dark and threaded with copper. Depending on how the light hits it, sometimes it looks more red, other times more gold. Guess it's a result of my Irish roots. But, the women in our family are the only ones who seemed to have gotten the gene for red hair. My brothers have dark, nearly black hair. We all have the same bright blue eyes, though, with Rylan's being the lightest and bordering on ice blue.

"Yeah, but you're losing a big party.” "If you're interested, Bea, just get closer yourself.” I always thought those two really matched. Beatrice and Colton shared the same defect of making dull jokes and thinking that the world did not have the same sense of humor as them. Not to mention that the two shades of blonde in her hair could make very beautiful children come into the world. Colton had blue eyes and green Bea, who knows how these colors would mix to serve as genetic inheritance.