Novel & Cerita Chestnut Brown Eyes

They increased in pace but stopped abruptly once they reached the other side of the pit. I wasn’t fooling myself, and neither was Rayna. We knew this wasn’t Zack, and that whether it was some trickster or old magic, we were being taunted by something wearing his face. That fact made it even more blood chilling when his eyes opened and stared at me through the darkness. The whites of his eyes were most visible, followed by his pupil which nearly swallowed the deep brown and mossy green of his iris. The unique color was a mixture of Mom and Dad’s eyes. One held the beauty of the forest, and the other the richness of the earth.

"Yes, I have. When you would come over, I'd sit on the couch and pretend to watch the television but really, I'd just stare at the way the light danced off you as you concentrated so hard on those damn bills." "Oh…" I whispered. "What else do you find this average?" he prompted. "My eyes." "Yes… brown you called them. They aren't, you know?" "They're not?" "No, your eyes are hazel. You may not see the green and gold in them, but I do. They turn this bright green when you get pissed or scared. Or they soften to gold when you're… let's say happy," He ended in a wink that told me what he really meant by that.

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

She just gazed at me, her eyes piercing and unyielding, as if waiting for me to explain or justify my outburst. It was then that I truly saw her eyes, like two rich, velvety brown pools that seemed to hold a depth of emotion and understanding. They were fringed with thick lashes that added to their allure, and their warmth drew me in like a gentle embrace. Her eyes were like melted chocolate, smooth and inviting, with hints of golden light that danced in their depths. They were eyes that seemed to see right through to my soul, and yet, they held a softness that made me feel like I was gazing into a gentle summer breeze.

Here stood my source of joy and strength. His eyes, like two shimmering hazelnuts, gazed up at me with a deep, ancient wisdom. Their golden-brown rims and mossy green centers sparkled with a sense of wonder and curiosity. Flecks of brown, green, and gold danced across his eyes, glowing with a brightness that seemed to hold a secret truth. It always amazed me because neither his father nor I possessed such captivating hazel eyes. While his father’s eyes were a deep forest green, mine were pure obsidian with a hint of shimmer that his father often mistook for tears. Though Tristan inherited some features from me, like the shape of my face and lips, he bore little resemblance to his father, lea

he shrugs and I can't tell if he doesn't know the exact color or he just forgot it, so I add yet another question. "Okay, but are we talking Nespresso brown, sienna brown, saddle brown, M&M, mummy brown, kobi,-" before I could even finish, a giant American bronze brown wolf was in front of me. It also had black tips which were near none existent, and his chest was white. He had black-shaded eyes which were glossy and pearly all at the same time. I place my hand on his face to feel his fur that looked rich and healthy. He nugs me on my chest and I take a step back in giggles.

The last pair I looked at was his. His eyes charmed me. They pulled me in like a was fish dangling on the end of a line. I had never seen eyes like it… come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a man like him before. Those eyes though… they were a mixture of green, blue and hazel, with a yellow ring around the pupil. They were both enthralling yet creepy.

I leaned more towards her until there was a few inches gap between us... {stop, dude, don't make it hard for me to control myself}. She has shrunk herself as much as she can, and her gaze is fixed on the floor. "Look at me," I whispered. I waited for her to comply, but she didn't do anything and shivered... {Is it cruel to like this kind of effect on her?} ... "Look at me, Chicky", I again whispered and finally, after a few seconds, she looked me in the eyes. I had never accepted it before, but her eyes attracted me the most. For others, she just had regular black eyes, but when you look carefully, you can see the mind-blasting details in her eyes. Her eyes have many different shades of dark

“He’s kicking. Can you feel him?” He nodded. “Yes, she’s active.” Madison grinned. “Well, I still say he will be a copy of you, down to your incredible hazel eyes.” He shrugged. “She might have my mother or father’s eyes. I’m apparently a mix of the two. My mother had vivid green eyes, and I’ve heard her companion had brown eyes.” Tiernan kissed the side of her mouth. “I’d rather she have your blue eyes.” “He or she will be perfect just as they are.”

"Just be careful with him. He has seductive eyes." "Mom, eyes are eyes. His eyes are... normal I don't even know what color they are." I was lying. Everyone knew his eyes were brown, a golden brown that, according to one blog, felt like you were getting stripped naked and worshipped all at once. I shivered. "Uh huh." Mom sipped her coffee and gave me a total look of disbelief. "Your dad knows the color of Zane's eyes, and he's partially blind like my offspring."