Brown Hair For Pale Skin Blue Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

He had brown hair, light-brown eyes and fair skin. Her hazel eyes went to the second man and met his bluish-gray orbs who held her gaze. She already knew him but at that moment she could say that all those magazine covers and features didn’t do him any justice! Looking directly into his eyes, she felt like staring at his soul and him staring back at hers.

Her eyes hovered around the vicinity, looking at the dead bodies sprawling on the ground. Hana then narrowed her eyes, before focusing her gaze to that two people. Those two people looked different from one another. One has a bronze skin and dark brown hair, yet possesses a fiery pair of eyes. He is a direct representation of dominance itself. Meanwhile the other one is whitish. A girl that represents solace and peace, like the colour of the blue sky.

Not that he will listen, but I can try anyway. I pour myself a cup of coffee and go back to throw on some mascara and a little lip gloss. There is absolutely no sense in piling on makeup just to clean and serve food. I will sweat it off anyway. Looking at my reflection, I admit that one of the things I have going for me is that I have flawless skin. My skin coloring has just enough pigment to look like I tan, but it’s all natural. Then there are my eyes. I have never really seen an eye color like my own; they are a blue-violet color. The wavy, raven locks and long, dark lashes that I have, make my eyes stand out more. I’ve tried changing my hair color, but nothing else looks good on me. Alth

"What would you gain from befriending me?" Barbie, who was there with them, had stared at him with those bright brown eyes. Then she said in what seemed like amazement, "Your eyes. It's a rare color." Kieran stared back at Barbie, dumbfounded at that time. True, his eyes were rare. A pair of coffee brown eyes with blue rings around the irises. It's a rare color, indeed.

I whispered back. He gave me that half smirk, letting me know he secretly liked it when I was a bit of a bi.tch. His clear blue eyes and silver streaked hair were what enticed me to him to begin with. With eyes like that, I knew he'd have to have a strong shadow. The lighter the eyes, the stronger the shadow. I got my dad's light green ones, while Augustus has his dad, Kiran’s, gold and Ares has mom's lilac ones.

As Mino Lee walked across the campus, his presence was met with a mixture of admiration and curiosity. He was a humble and handsome guy, with a tall and lean physique that seemed to command attention without seeking it. His black hair was messy and unkempt, framing his face with a casual elegance that made him look effortlessly cool. But it was his eyes that really caught people's attention - they were a bright, piercing blue, with a hint of green around the edges, a trait that was often associated with people of Irish descent.

Staring at my reflection on the mirror, unconsciously, I smiled. I reached for the comb and gently combed the straight hair. That was beyond my chest. The natural brown color of my hair complimented my brown almond eyes and fair complexion. It didn't make me look like my mother, though. She's tanned and has black eyes. That said, I inherited it from Dad. Based on the pictures I saw of him before, I think it's true. My father has a british blood. He's fair and has brown eyes, too.

I used to be pudgy and plump. Once we parked at Applebee’s, I didn’t wait for Tyler to open my door. I got out and headed for the door. I know it seemed kind of stupid of me to be pouting, but I didn’t want him or Katie to see me with jealousy written on my face. My eyes got really dark gray, almost like storm clouds when my emotions go on overdrive. Whether it be me upset, or jealous, or angry. When I was in a good mood or just normal, they were a light shade of gray, almost with hints of blue and green. I blame half my heritage. My grandpa was from Poland. That’s where my fair skin and light eyes come from. The other part of me is Japanese, and also Spanish and Native American, Cherokee to

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.

They both had pin-straight blonde hair, cropped short around their faces: Ayon’s in a neat pixie cut, and Aron’s a short back and sides. They had pale eyebrows and eyes, too, both a glassy shade of ice blue. Sometimes, Ayon would wear dark mascara and fill in her eyebrows, and the difference was astounding. She looked beautiful either way, but I personally liked how striking she was naturally, with her pale skin and pale hair.