Novel & Cerita Blonde Hair Blue Eyes Genetics

"Yeah, my siblings went after our grandfather who had black hair and blue eyes, while I went after our grandmother who had brown hair and brown eyes," "Sounds like a biological anomaly," "What?" "The only way you can have your eyes blue is if both your parents have blue eyes and both Arcangelo and Rosalie have them. And the only way those two have blue eyes if that their parents had blue eyes, and you having brown eyes is a biological anomaly in that regard," "Not necessarily," Marco shook his head, trying to clear his head as he never had anyone point out the flaw in his words. "Arsenio's girls have the Regnante looks while their mom is blonde with grey eyes,"

He growled. “Then explain how there’s a literally carbon copy of you is running around this hospital.” “How the hell would I know?” he asked, exasperated. “He has your eyes, your nose, your hair–” “Like eighty percent of every other person on this planet. Brown hair and eyes are common, mom. Very common.” “Not the Kincaid eyes.” She retorted vehemently. “The Kincaid brown is one of a kind.” That made him pause. A good majority of mother’s family all had the same shade of brown eyes. It was a fascinating mix of brown and gold, with a hint of green and blue. He hadn’t seen anyone with the same eye color outside of his family.

I have my son right here with me. Dad always said the blue-green eyes were a dominant gene on his side of the family. He had them too, but his sister, Julia, and Julian's mother had brown eyes from my grandmother, but her children had the blue green eyes. I palm Ryan's cheek, making him look at me. "It will be just you and I baby. Are you ready for that?" I ask, and Ryan nods so surely. "You don't have to worry about me. I'll protect you." He says, making me let out a laugh.

She also home-schooled the child so no one would pick up that she wasn’t an ordinary pack member. I really needed to find out or remember the name of the girl. Could she possibly be Daemon's fated mate? It wouldn't be a bad idea, especially as any children would be strong with both adults having the Alpha gene. Of course, that would lead to other issues, such as explaining them being here to Daemon and the fact that any children were most likely to have her colour eyes. According to Mara, the purple eye colour was the dominant gene.

It's wasn't really a difficult promise because I've already told myself same. I got to meet my Niece and Nephew. Amanda was four while Mason was six. They looked just like Rebecca except Mason took his dad's chestnut hair. But they both had Rebecca's blue eyes and dimples. Amanda was a blonde. Rebecca got her looks from my dad except for the hair colour. My mom was a blonde and my dad with jet black hair. I got my mom's looks. My eyes were a darker shade of golden amber and held specs of grey in them. Rebecca just inherited sky blue eyes from my dad.

Because right now that’s how it seemed. “Lee? Are you okay…you seem distracted” Mom asks me worry on her face. She was walking hand in hand with dad. While mom had blonde hair and grey eyes, dad had black hair and blue eyes. I had gotten my blonde hair from mom, though mine was dirty blonde, and my blue eyes from dad. My sister on the other hand got dad’s black hair and mom’s striking grey eyes. Personality wise I took after dad while sis took on our mom bubbly personality.

But that doesn't mean I didn't have random thoughts about it all night long. Maddie has bright blue eyes which I've always loved. It was interesting to me that our eyes are different colors, considering we're twins. But hey, genetics are not always consistent, I guess. As she described in the first chapter, she's got a mix of dark and light blonde hair. And it's that way naturally, which looks quite attractive on her. It's also on the longer side, hanging past her shoulder blades. Her face is full of soft features, rounded cheek bones and a cute little chin. And when she smiles, you kind of have to reassess what she looks like all over again because of the way her entire face lights up. As I

My mother made a sly, quizzical comment. I was no Kendall Jenner but I came close. I was a 16-year-old, standing tall at 5'2 ft, and—I could hold my own. I had strawberry blonde hair, a feature I got from my dad's genes. From what I'd seen so far, everyone in the town had black or dark brown hair—including my maternal family. With my striking baby blue eyes, which were no doubt my killer attribute—I could get any guy I wanted, any guy, and of course, I inherited those from my dad. I had no time for boys though, those hormonal teenagers only wanted one thing, my body. I had a pretty much-toned body with porcelain skin, courtesy of years of working out with my father.

I sighed and resisted the urge to roll my eyes, the source of my good genes ladies and gentlemen. Her hair had the same light brown tone I have, soft, and reached a few centimeters below her shoulders. Her eyes were the exact green Nik has, the same one...Max has. I suppressed my groan, it isn't enough that my daughter has her name, but my son also has her eyes...great.

"Sir, didn't you know? A child's eye color can be different from their parents' eye color," Summer replied while nodding cutely. Kendrick froze again. "Where did that myth come from?" "That's not a myth, but a fact! There are many cases where a child's eye color is a combination of the eye colors of both parents. Green and blue can produce gray. All three lack pigment." "But I'm not your father! Why do you keep insisting on your ridiculous idea?" Kendrick was getting more and more annoyed.