Blonde Hair Blue Eyes Genetics Novels & Stories

“If I wasn’t his son, why would he have taken me with him?” “I suspect he believed you were his son. Your mother may have told him that. But looking at the two of you, I can see a strong family resemblance. A blonde parent can pass red hair on, but it’s more likely from a red-haired parent. Parents with black hair don’t make red or blonde offspring. It’s just how genetics work. I suspect she was sleeping with both men, and she lied to keep the peace.” “Some say the luck or fated of this family kills me.”

Another one congratulated her. Elizabeth kept nodding to their praises with a smile, her bouncy red hair going up and down. Elizabeth was a beauty and from a closer look, Taylor noticed she looked a lot like Ava. She even got the red hair gene from Dante, which naturally hinted to everyone whose daughter she was. But she had deep brown eyes when Dante had blue eyes and Ava, a grayish kind of eyes. Taylor didn't think much about it as she concluded Elizabeth must've gotten it after her maternal grandparents since her own grandparents both had blue eyes.

I sighed and got up to take a shower. Oh, how rude of me. I should probably introduce myself. I'm Renee Smith. I'm 16 years old. I have wavy brunette hair and I have purple eyes. Weird combination, huh? I got my purple eyes from my great-great-grandma, as my parents say. I really was confused why both my parents have light brown eyes and have different hair colors, which my mom's is black and my dad's brown. I kept asking them a lot of questions when I was 10, but eventually, I let all that go.

“Sure.” “Your eyes, did you inherit them?” She makes a face. “From Mom’s side. Her father had them. Dad had gray eyes and blonde hair like Uncle John.” Whom I have met. “Why do you want to know?” Could Brian be lying? Logan clearly adopted his eyes from his father … like Ilkay. Maybe it’s their mom … My skin crawls just thinking about that. “Just curious,” I say, voice thin. “Okay, now that you’ve proven the trifling fact that blue eyes are in our DNA, let’s get back to THIS.” She vans the envelope back and forth, waiting for permission to open it. But it’s not the blue eyes I’m worried about.

Paperwork had to be done between Alphas and approved before the move could be done. My cousin and I have great genes. We both have black hair but her eyes are chocolate brown eyes while mine are icy-blue which sometimes takes on a deeper shade. We are two hot and curvaceous 5'8 tall women who could pass as sisters. I have always been confident in my sexuality.

He answered absentmindedly. Guinevere's eyes were a striking shade of blue, almost identical to Brand's, and her hair had a shine to it he never would have noticed if he hadn't been sitting so close to her. Did she inherit those captivating eyes from her birth mother, the hair colour from her father? Were Lord and Lady Adamson the source of her features?

I had inherited my dad’s thick black curly hair, the tight curls being the bane of my existence every morning. “True, one of us had to take a bullet on that one.” He grinned, pulling a curl and watching it spring right back into place. Both of us were a careful mix of both of our parents; Felix’s tall and broad frame of our father and skin tone paired with mom’s brown hair and eyes, and my slightly shorter and curves of our mom with her pail skin paired with my dad’s black hair and lips. My blue eyes were the exception, mom saying I had inherited them from my grandpa.

I questioned. "Okay, okay Melia, you will have plenty of time to ask all your questions, honey." Mom interrupted. I crossed my arms over my chest and pouted. The Alpha chuckled. "I'm actually the only one in my family that has silver eyes or hair and I was born with both. Maisie's midnight blue eyes and jet-black hair came from your grandad. Your fiery red hair and big emerald eyes come from your grandma. I'm assuming the dark brown hair Margot has is from your mother, but your girl's height, silver eyes, and those silver streaks in Margot's hair look like they all came from me."

"Chloe... doesn't have your brown eyes." "I'm glad she has blue eyes like yours," Lucas turned his head towards Chloe's crib and smiled sincerely. "And your blonde hair," he continued. "Laura said you were also born with blonde hair, but it turned darker as you grew up." "Yes, that's because my mother had blonde hair." Lucas nodded. "It seems your mother also had blonde hair." "No, my parents both have black hair like Anthony. I don't know why I have blonde hair and blue eyes." She shrugged.

Tina and I have inherited our hair from my mother, who had long, thick, raven hair, olive skin and dark eyes. Our father is fair-skinned and has dirty blonde hair and gray eyes. None of us have picked the color of his eyes or skin. Tina is paler than me and has blue eyes, but they are nothing like our father’s. He is shot and washed out. Hers are clear and alive like drops of mountain water. I must’ve picked the color of my eyes from some ancestor since they’re a mix of sparkling green and warm hazelnut. Like a meadow washed in light. Or a sunny porch. Or a lazy afternoon outside.