Emerald Green Eyes Novels & Stories

Maingat niya iyong inilapag sa mesa. "Sir." Isa-isa niyang binuksan ang mga kahon. Parehong jade bracelet ang laman. Ngunit magkaiba ang kulay. Isa ay matingkad na emerald green. Ang isa naman ay mas mapusyaw. "Personally, Sir..." Tumingin siya sa akin. "Mas bagay kay Ma'am ang emerald." Napatingin ako sa bracelet. Napakaganda nito. Simple lang ang disenyo pero halatang elegante.

"So, you want something more intimate and warm. What colors are you thinking of, Ms. Georgina?" Nag-isip ako nang mabilis. Ano nga bang kulay ang sumisimbolo sa akin? Kulay asul? Masyadong malungkot. Pula? Masyadong matapang. "Emerald green at soft gold," mabilis kong sagot. "Gusto ko ng maraming natural na dahon at halaman, hindi 'yung puro bulaklak na gupit-gupit. Gusto ko ring may mga warm lights—gaya ng mga fairy lights o maliliit na lampara sa bawat lamesa. 'Yung parang kumakain ka sa gitna ng isang mahiwagang gubat, pero airconditioned."

Inside, nestled beneath folds of black silk, were a pair of emerald and diamond drop earrings—deep green, cruelly sharp, sparkling like stars caught in fire. For a moment, she just stared. Because the color of the emeralds are exactly matched her eyes. She blinked in surprise. Hindi siya madaling mapasaya. Hindi rin siya madaling matinag. Pero ngayon, something in her chest changed... glimpse of something warm and genuine. Her lips were touched by a rare and sincere smile. It's almost invisible. But Vera witnessed it. “They’re beautiful,” Cinderella murmured. "They're more than that," Vera murmured softly and stepped closer. “Heirloom iyan. Vergara bloodline jewelry. Reserved only for women

Mama just wanted to secure my identity. “Chloe… you’re crying…” Genesis' worrying tone made me look into her eyes. Sa kanilang tatlo ay si Genesis ang parehong-pareho ng kulay ng mga mata namin ni Alguien, Leviticus has pure amber colored eyes, and Exodus… she has the one who has a perfect genetically combination of eye colors. Exodus' irises are blue like ours, but the amber shade surrounding her pupils makes her eyes so enviable. I let Genesis hold my lower arm part ang guided me towards the pool bed. I sat there para hindi na siya mag-alala at saka naman lumapit ang dalawa habang pinupunasan ko ang mga pigil na luha na nasa mga mata ko.

"Two minutes Mr. Murray, Two minutes and that's what all you got." "I can live with that." Anitong sabay kinuha ang kamay niya at hinila siya na may kasamang kindat. Ang gago! Her eyes, her eyes were a dark amber browns and sage greens, and what Jude saw depended upon the ambient hue that reflects the lights. He was lost with it.

Sa totoo lang, ang ganda niya. We have the same ng mata, though some says that my eyes is pretty unique. It's a rare shade of green with hazel brown near the pupil. They describe my eyes in a very hard way, but when I look in the mirror I only see green eyes. Not so dark but not so pale. Just green. At first, I was asking my mama kung kanino ko nakuha ang kulay ng mga mata ko, ang sabi niya sa papa ko raw na runner. Naniwala ako kahit walang ipinakitang picture man lang sa'kin si mama.

Jade brushed her hair using her fingers. "Can we?!" Marigold cheered. Nakuha nito ang kulay ng mata ko. At sabi nga ng ilan ay nakuha ni Marigold ang features ko. And to our baby Tee naman, nakuha niya ang kulay asul na mata ng mommy niya. At si Jade rin ang hawig nito. "Gosh, Marigold! We're here naman, e. Ayaw mo ba sa amin, baby?" Kinsley pouted and blinked her eyes.

Walang gana akong tumayo para umalis na ng napadako ako sa huling pagkakataon sa salamin. For once, I looked at my eyes, and memory suddenly flashed on my mind. I hate how my eyes scream vivid, and people can easily search through my soul no matter how I tried to hide it deep inside. My eyes are the only thing I hate the most on my face. I hate how people can easily read it. My eyes can easily perceive things, and I hate that people can easily see through them. They see it as my greatest asset, but I see it as the worst. My eyes always scream loneliness and longing. It never showed emotions at all.

Dahan-dahan akong nag-angat ng tingin. My body run cold when my eyes met those cold and menacing emerald eyes. I'm so dead.

Napatingin ako sa direksyon ng nagsalita at nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa gulat ng makita ko ang kanyang mukha. Those green eyes, like emeralds gleaming, hold a captivating mystery. They hint at both vibrant life and a quiet depth, a blend of warmth and cool intensity. They speak of hidden depths, of wisdom gained through experience, and of a spirit that is both fierce and tender. His gaze, serious and unyielding, spoke of a man who had seen too much, felt too deeply, and carried the weight of the world on his shoulders. There was a stillness about him, a quiet power that commanded respect and kept others at a distance.