Blonde Hair Blue Eyes Genetics Novels & Stories

However, after she had grown up from being clueless and naive, she realized the negative impact her face can cause to her, especially that color of her eyes. Vysenians are born with natural brown eyes and black hair, with a skin that is neither too light, nor too dark. But due to the foreigners' influences, dying their hair and wearing colored contact lenses are, fortunately, a thing now. This makes it simple for her to explain to others that she is merely wearing contact lenses if they happen to notice the abnormality of her eyes. It doesn't negate the fact that her natural eye color is proof that she isn't a pure Vysenian. It's difficult to tell what half of her blood is made up of because

Heading back to the bathroom to dry my hair, Bear and Kobe follow my movements with their eyes but still show no signs of actually getting out of the bed. Once my hair is dried, I let my long chocolate colored waves loose around my shoulders and back. Thankfully, I inherited my hair from my mother; it always seems to cooperate with me. No matter the circumstances or weather, it falls into nice beachy curls with no frizz in sight. Actually, I inherited most of my features from my mother; her slim face, defined cheekbones, full lips, and a nose that curled up a tiny bit right at the tip. I also got her height and slim build; now, of course, having spent so many hours at a gym, my body is more

“It’s alright. I believe you. My father and I are the only people in my family who have light cerulean blue eyes…unfortunately” “Unfortunately?” I say, a little surprised. I mean, is this guy for real? Sure, I love my forest green eyes, they are somewhat unique too but Blaze’s eye color was rare. They were a lovely shade of winter sky with swirls of cerulean ocean blue. “Yeah…my father inherited from my grandfather and I inherited his eyes from my father,” He says the word ‘grandfather’ with such disgust that I find myself wondering, how can someone’s grandpa be so cruel?

The Federation must think the Warriors are on their side. Right now, I picture King arguing with Beck while Axel tries to keep them from coming to blows. And baby Boot. He's amazing and has his father's blue eyes. King explained the blue eye color is dominant in Shadow Warrior children and it's rare for one, meaning me, to have dark eyes. I'm an anomaly from beginning to end but then again so is Labyrinth with one blue and one green eye.

Ivorie thought she would be a strong woman -a trait she seemingly inherited from her father. ‘She looks like you,’ Maia conveyed within Ivorie. Her eyes widened for a second at her wolf’s words. Then she shook her head. ‘No, she doesn't,’ although she didn't entirely disagree with her. Eva had the same dirty blond hair like her father's. But it was the striking blue eyes that were an exact replica of hers that struck her. It daunted her further that her father had the same eye colour. “Luna Ivorie!” Eva’s high pitched voice brought her back to reality as she blinked her thoughts away.

Well, she can take care of herself. My eyes wandered about for a means to quietly escape, but instead, they made contact with a pair of midnight blue eyes. My mind momentarily went blank. All I saw was him. The first thing I noticed about him was my favourite hair colour, caramel blond. I'd always wished I had that hair colour, been in love with it since I learnt how to brush my mother's hair. His hair was caramel blond with a few strands of dirty blond. Next, his midnight blue eyes. It was like staring into a mystical night sky. I loved the way his orbs seemed to be spinning and not spinning at the same time. He also had warm ivory skin, like the first boy I crushed on from a film.

One of them was the daughter of an Alpha who was even willing to join the pack warrior training to get noticed by him. All of them who want him are beautiful and have deep feelings for him. It’s not like I don’t find myself beautiful, but when you know there are other capable women fighting for his love, you get a little insecure. But Bronze made it clear that he only wanted me. Unlike those pretty girls, my features are rather odd. Especially my hair. I don’t have raven black, brown or blonde hair. I have dark blue hair. Bronze says he loves my rare hair color and calls me Blue. I love that because growing up with a rare hair color, I always felt like the odd one out.

His beauty honestly makes me feel bland. My hair is gorgeous, it’s long, platinum blond and I love braiding it. My electric blue eyes aren’t a common color. As a matter of fact, I’ve never seen anyone else with them. My brother has crystal blue eyes. We were told that the combination of our hair color and eye colors makes us special. People normally tell me they get uncomfortable when I look at them for too long.