Blonde Hair Blue Eyes Genetics Novels & Stories

"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.

Her parents are dead, so there was nobody who even knew who she was. No doubt, Aurora is a beautiful young girl, she made heads turn wherever she goes. Her hair, skin, and eyes are perfect, she fits every beauty standard across each country. The people say they’re her father’s colors. He dyed his hair white when he married her mother, so his daughter inherited a fair share of her brown eyes as well. And she inherited his brown hair and dark blue eyes as well. He was a great man. She loves him dearly. She misses him terribly, still.

Personally, I believe that she had bought it specifically for that very occasion. "Won't Kayla love this," I whispered to myself as I looked in the mirror. My hair curled slightly as it brushed my waist, contrasting clearly with the turquoise and white floral print. More floral! Could my parents get any weirder? The upside of this monstrosity was that it actually accentuated my figure in all the right places and made my ice-blue eyes sparkle. I was of the average size and the average weight with an average hair colour so I was proud of my unusual eyes, made even more unusual by my heritage. I mean, who ever saw a Greek girl with blue eyes?

The ruling was in his favour so he gets to keep me. “Hey, Ryder. I was just asking about you from Genie.” Her eyes lit up when she saw me standing. Genie whipped her head around and for a split second, our eyes met before she turned back. She wouldn't look at me. Fairs. I deserve that. Seeing both of them together like this makes it very evident who Genie took after. Blonde hair, high cheek bones with the most beautiful blue eyes I've ever seen in my life. Even though Sophie is older, one could see that she's got a killer feature and all of it was passed down to Genie.

Heath had blue eyes, and she had brown eyes. Could they produce a baby with grey-blue eyes? The information she found was inconclusive. An article mentioned that the genetics of eye colour were complex, and as many as 16 genes had been associated with eye colour inheritance. The interplay of multiple genes could result in a wide range of eye colours. Besides, eye colour could sometimes change after birth, particularly in babies born with blue eyes. The uncertainty only deepened Alessia’s inner turmoil. If Logan was Milo’s father, then he must have been at Lovestruck Haven six years ago.

I ran to the door and gave it a hard kick, stubbing my toe in the process. “Ow!” He opened the door and threw my clothes in my face. I looked at him incredulously. He just slammed the door again. So infuriating! Moments later, I stood in front of the mirror, properly dressed in my maids’ uniform. I combed my fingers through my golden-brown hair, and began braiding it gently. I stared into the mirror and soft blue eyes stared back. I had always wondered why my eyes were blue instead of brown. As a regular wolf, it was expected for me to have brown-coloured eyes. High-ranked wolves were the kinds that usually bore different colours of eyes, from beautiful hazel browns to blues to greens. Regul

Rebecca was born three months later, actually looking like a mix of my dad and Hannah. Though, Hannah looked nothing like my mother. They did both have blonde hair but hers was the golden not strawberry. My mother’s green eyes were inherited from our Grandmother, weren’t even passed to Hannah. She had our Grandfather’s blue eyes. Hannah was beautiful but in a very different way from my mother.

My blue hair fell beyond my shoulders, representing everything I was destined to be rather than being the object of youthful awe. As I fixed the silver circlet Alpha Derek had given me for the mating ritual, my hands shook a little. The thought of him made my heart skip a beat. Prophecy and duty had entwined our futures as we grew up together. I had noticed the tender grin he kept for me and the warmth in his black eyes, even though our interactions had always been professional and closely watched by the pack elders. I was startled out of my reverie by a gentle knock on my door. I called and said, "Come in," hoping to see my mother for some last-minute counsel.

Once, he even said that I was not his son. There were also talks that my mother had an affair with another man, a rogue alpha, and that I got this blonde hair and blue eyes from that alpha. But I don’t really believe this. How could that be possible? Still, when I look at all the facts, my father doesn’t have blonde hair or blue eyes. The same goes for my mother. Then where did I get this blonde hair and blue eyes from? Whenever I thought about this before, I brushed it off, believing that my biological father was the man I had been with since childhood. So I never took this seriously.

In fact, every male in his family has strong genes, tracing all the way back to Grandpa. Grandpa used to have blond hair and bright blues eyes before age caught up to him. He married a sandy-haired woman, but their son—Andrew's father—bore no trace of his mother. He has blond hair and blue eyes. He married an auburn-haired woman, with dark hazel eyes no less. Yet Andrew came out blond and blue-eyed. Same with Andrew. Allie was all... him. The little girl bore no trace of Melissa, not even the coloring. She had shiny, light blonde hair. Her eyes are almost an exact copy of Andrew's, right down to the shape.