Chestnut Brown Eyes Novels & Stories

♞—Lorenzo Hazel eyes, hazel cat eyes... a combination of brown, green, and gold. I have never seen a woman with such eyes. They were unique, almost attractive. They were one of the best indicators of how much trouble she can be. They're piercing, intense, and honest. They show a lot of things, but they also hide a lot of things—for instance, her fear. Her eyes mesmerized me, I couldn't get them out of my mind. They contrasted perfectly well with her strawberry-blonde hair.

She sighed frustratedly. "Look, I don't know why you are doing this but let me tell you, I am not your wife. I am not Cali Ruth. I understand why you are saying this. It is because we look almost the same, right?" He just chuckled on hearing her while shaking his head a little. "See. Your wife had hazel eyes while mine are heterochromic." She said and he got lost in her unique pair of eyes. As he looked closely, he could see that her left eye was a beautiful shade of gunmetal blue and there were some swirls of hazel in it too but it was dominated by the grey-blue. While her right eye was hazel in color with some swirls of blue in it but dominated by the hazel. Her eyes were really unique.

I whispered. He chuckled and I closed my eyes as heat rushed to settle between my legs. “You have beautiful brown eyes. I thought your test was interesting.” “M- my test?,” I asked, not really needing an answer, but wanting to hear him keep talking. “Yes, Natasha. Your test. Your eyes are not blue like your mother’s, but brown like your father’s. Next time, make it harder.” “It’s not a test I want to make harder,” I purred.

“I don’t think anything else can top this gift.” “But why haven’t you done this before?” I wonder, looking at him. He thinks my eyes are beautiful? Has nobody ever told him that his eyes are golden under the sun? The more I look at them, the more details I notice. At first, I thought they’re brown, but I can now see there’s a very thin hazel line around his iris.

I try to draw another breath, but it feels like my lungs have stopped working and there’s no signal it can read from my brain. She’s short, like 5’6 ", compared to my 6’2". That difference in size should bother me, but it doesn’t. I don’t have an insane desire to protect her because of her size. I just think it will look cute. Her skin is a warm, caramel color. It looks almost golden in my eyes. I’m not sure whether that’s real or the mate bond. Her eyes are a chocolate brown, big and bright. Her lashes are long, and that just calls more attention to her eyes.

But I won’t be so lucky every time. Since we’re true mates; and royalty, our children will be quite strong princes or princesses. “Your eyes are unusual.” The healer, whom I’ve learned is named Rosanne, spoke as she flashed a light back and forth between my eyes. “What do you mean?” I asked. I blinked a few times when she took the light away. “Well, nearly all werewolves have dark brown eyes. Yours are very bright. They’re more.. golden than anything.” She said. She checked a few things on her checklist and looked at me.

yes sir". Got it? You are mine for two weeks" He reminded her and jutted her chin up with his fingers to look into her eyes. Their eyes clashed. His eyes drank the reflection of her eyes. Pure innocence, cute, but a little dull. They are light brown in color. Few times he witnessed her eyes turning Hazel in daylight. More particularly in sunlight. "Aren't you"? He asked her again with a hint of dark look passed through his eyes daring her to deny him again. She gulped as her eyes studied his evident one's and dropped her head escaping from his grip. She reluctantly nodded in approval.

Her skin was a shade or two darker than a creamy olive, due to a tan I was sure she received from being out in the sun a lot. Her eyes were a chestnut brown and were larger than any eyes I have ever seen. Every feature she possessed looked to be perfect, almost like she had some cosmetic work down, yet it was obviously natural. She was nearly a half a foot taller than me, with legs that I would kill for.

Usually Blue, Golden and Brown eyes are common here. Alessandro's eye color was magical. When his color changed like the season. His eyes stayed brownish golden when he was calm. But when he got excited or angry, his eyes turned Golden like a Burning flame. " Oh! Yeah. Are they weird? Sorry. I got it from my mother. A drop of blue in the center of silver eyes. I don't like them actually!" I chuckled while checking my eyes. Those eyes that made my life hell. I put the dark brown lenses on my eyes before smiling... " I used to be bullied because of my eyes and me being a human. So I don't keep those eyes exposed!"