Derek Hale Blue Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

I said wiping a tear from my eye. "You'll be fine. The second the game is over we will head to the hospital." I nodded my head ok, and looked back to the boys. Derek was the spitting image of my brother and Darien the spitting image of his father. Derek had that light blonde hair and deep blue eyes while Darien had tan skin and black hair but with my blues eyes just like his cousin. Watching them always reminded me of the way Derek and Christian played together when we were all just little kids.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Derek blinked, seemingly unaware of his expression. “You eyes,” he breathed in amazement. “It’s a mixture of blue and gray.” I mustered up to concentrate on his words through the throbbing headache. “What do you mean?” Without answering my question, Derek yelled out my father’s name and I flinched. Even my hearing was a bit sensitive.

Each had the same dark-blue eyes as Creighton and smiled cheerfully from a bench in front of a garden setting. “This is my brother Derek and his wife Kristin,” Creighton said, pointing to a portrait of a handsome young couple. The woman had brownish-blonde hair, like her two children, and hazel eyes. Derek looked very much like Creighton, dark hair, sapphire blue eyes and the same enticing smile.

“She is the certain someone upon whom someone has gone sweet on, isn’t that right, Derek?” “Shut up,” Derek who appeared next to Levy raised his newly changed appearance, his red eyes that were shimmering like rubies under the light and blond hair fluttering under the air coming from the air conditioner made him look like he was some actor. “Don’t make her uncomfortable by teasing me like this.”

Was that black dot always there? Come on, Hailey, focus. You’re here for a reason, remember? “My mom wanted to know if there’s any special meal you’d like her to cook for dinner tonight,” I finally said, my voice steady but my eyes still dodging his. He didn’t answer. Seconds ticked by, and I finally found the nerve to glance at him. Big mistake. His eyes were bluer than the sky after a storm, and I swear the sight almost stole the air from my lungs. How was it even possible for someone to have eyes that blue?

The only problem is that I have seen those ocean blue eyes every day for the past month outside my window in the parking lot of the apartment I stay in. "Halo how are you?"I look up and see blue eyes staring down at me. It's almost the same blue eyes just not as intense. "I'm good how you are? Do I know you?" "O sorry, my name is Derric Taylor. I don't think you know me. I have seen you every day here in the library and just thought I should introduce myself. I'm quite new here and just wanted to make some new friends. I brought two of my best friends with me from home but I believe you can never have enough friends."

Am I going crazy? In the slight turn of his head, his side profile can be seen. The first thing I notice is a mole on his cheek I've never seen before, then the unmissable blue of his right eye. Blue, blue, blue. Those aren't green, they're unmistakably blue as blue gets. Those aren't Declan's eyes, they're not the color of heart-melting green.

I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were dull.

I point out. I really want to go now. But something in me tells me I should not defy him so openly. “ Do you realise how many Ryker will come today? ” She retorts sassily. “ He has…blue eyes. Look for a Ryker with blue eyes. ” I mumble. I sound so stupid to even myself. Giana goes silent. “ What…happened? ” I question after a moment of prolonged silent. “ Ryker Ambrose is also rumoured to have blue eyes. Shall I go to him and ask him if he is Natalie Whitman’s mysterious mate? ” Giana hisses in annoyance.

I felt him squirm in my arms as he began to wake and realize that he wasn’t being held by his mother, but instead by some strange man. I watched as his little eyes popped open, studying my face with confusion. A tiny cry escaped from his little cherubine lips, and his hands curled into fists. And then, I saw it. My eyes met his, and I was struck by the familiarity of his gaze. His eyes. A vibrant blueish green, an uncommon shade that had been passed down to me from my mother, and had been passed from my grandfather to her. Alex’s eyes were almost an exact match. “You know, now that I’m looking at the two of you, you two do really have the same eyes,” Layla said, as if reading my thoughts.