Ember Eyes Novels & Stories

“You dare question me?! Without my magic you’d be a lost soul! You should be grateful that I let you see your precious daughter before you die!” Ember looks around and begins to search for something in the castle. In her mind she can imagine flecks of color. A dark cage hiding a beast of black and white. And his eyes were a beautiful mix of blue, green, burnished copper and the color changes everytime the sun hits his eyes. Enchanting and mesmerizing. A light shined and sparkled not a few feet away, and Ember’s gaze went directly to it without much effort. ‘The West Wing.’ She thought. And the beast was there.

I cried. Emerald has hazel eyes and I have Amber eyes. Our eyes looked quite similar from afar but still so different. Emerald’s eyes contain specks of amber and gold while mine are of a solid gold hue. Still, my parents forced me to wear contact lenses. He said Daniel might have taken note of it. “Dear, you just have to put up with it for a while. It's nothing serious,” my mom said and dropped her hand on my shoulder. I looked at her again and shook my head. These people are so broken beyond repair. I am too.

Her eyelids parted, paving way for her bright emerald green eyes to lock gazes with chocolate brown orbs of ardent and passionate intensity. Jordan was rendered speechless as his eyes collided with Emerald's. Her twinkling yet dazed smaragd orbs, her swollen and slightly parted pink lips, the drops of sweat that gathered on her face and chest, trailing slowly and torturously down the valley of her breasts despite the chilling weather outside.

I brushed out the stray hairs on her face, as I leaned her on the wall for balance. Her eyes where half opened but I could see right through them she has the most beautiful and weirdest eyes I have ever seen, one was grey and the other has a light emerald color which looks somewhat like a misfire of earth and ocean. They were beautiful. I could tell she was shy cause really is pink now and cute. Am not getting over that.

Eyes the color of emeralds framed by thick, black lashes looked out over the world with burning intensity and easy humor, all at the same time. It was only their body types that were different. Ryan was as tall as I was at six-two and almost as muscular. Ember was five-foot-something and fit with her shoulders perfectly under my arms, her face in the crook of my neck when she was in my arms. She was soft and curvy, with none of Ryan’s muscled planes and sharp edges. A deep line cut between Ryan’s eyebrows as he walked up to me. “What’s going on? I just saw you a couple of hours ago.”

Is it me or are her eyes even more emerald tonight? Even in the dim lighting, her eyes are a radiant hue of green that speaks to the soul of the beast within me. They remind me of fresh rows of evergreen pastures, saturated with new blooms. I feel the beast in me lie down in submission at the look of her jade eyes. That bright color is so bold and striking, so inviting and tempting. Damn this witch vixen.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

"Rubbish! He is hot and sexy, donvt be a hypocrite! Admit it" "Yeah... He is not that bad!" I said. "When he called our name for the attendance list, his eyes stay very long at me, when he called my name! It was like he undressing me with those eyes! Do you know that they were emerald? I mean his eyes color?" "No." I said, while inside my mind scream Yes. "They were the greenest green I ever seen! Did I said greenest?" Lidya Laugh out laud with her choice of words. "It is as green as the amazone forest! Wild, exotic, wild and calming at the same time."

"Her name should be Hope." Ember smiled through her tears. "Hope. I love it." We sat together holding our daughter. Our impossible miracle. The life we created against all odds. Then Hope opened her eyes and my world stopped moving. Her eyes were not brown like mine or green like Ember's. They glowed with an inner light I had never seen before. The head healer moved closer. Examined Hope carefully. Her face went pale. "What is it?" Ember asked. "What is wrong with her eyes?"

“I’m Becca Oberto. It’s nice to meet you.” Brawn turned his attention her way again and she stared up into the darkest blue eyes she’d ever seen. They reminded her of a night sky, so dark, but with just a hint enough of blue to be striking. His eyelashes were extraordinarily long and black, matching his hair. The feline shape of his eyes was remarkable and beautiful. His irises weren’t round like a human’s. They were oval, similar to a cat’s and they were breathtaking. She was so caught up in studying his features that she didn’t notice anything was wrong until he smiled and amusement sparked in his gaze before he glanced down.