Novel & Cerita Emerald Green Eyes

It was a mother’s smile – the one smile she had not yet shown to her lost child. Elise could not help herself but remember her missing baby as she caressed the cheek of the baby she found earlier in the forest. The little baby opened its eyes, revealing a magnanimous set of forest green eyes beneath the thick and long lashes it possessed. The small smile on her face was replaced by a bewildered awestricken expression as she suppressed a sob. The moment the baby revealed its powerful set of forest-like orbs of eyes, Elise knew the baby was a girl. Those bright eyes had been haunting her for the past weeks. It was the same set of eyes her missing baby girl had. She was sure of it. She knew tha

Kai smirks, “I think so. They’re only eyes, they can’t be that bad, can they?” Ash leans forward a little, and nods. She purses her lips and reaches for the glasses, pulling them down slowly. Her eyes are a vibrant dark-green which makes Kai think of malachite stones he’d seen with the darker lines radiating out from the centre. But that wasn’t the truly astonishing thing about her eyes. The ring around her pupils, with thin lines radiating out towards the edge of the iris, is bright orange. But the orange was glowing softly.

Instead, she holds still, all but frozen in my embrace as I run fingers up her spine, over her back and her arms, and into her hair. Tilting her head back into my hand, I breathe her in, taste her and give her myself in return… .... I'm yours, and I have been almost since that first day.... She stands transfixed, like a deer in headlights, her beautiful eyes fixed on mine, losing the shine, and wide with revelation and astonishment. So now you know, Jade.... So close as I am to her, Charlotte's eyes are not a pure green. Deep emerald laces through the jade of her irises. The rim is a deep blue, a cobalt so dark as to be almost black....

Emerald started crying, “A crying girl! A loser!” “Stop crying right this minute. Now! Wipe your face. Remove those tear stains. Put some makeup there. Fix your face. Right now, Em.” Emerald started fixing her makeup like a robot, “Put some loose powder. A bold lip color!” Emerald did what she was told, when she was done, she gave her image a once over. “Cass!” “I am here, Em.” Emerald did not want to admit it. But she could now see a beautiful girl with big emerald green eyes.

We kissed Jackson and hurried to the suite. The dress that she picked out was a beautiful green dress that had an overlay of mesh from the waist down. Her eyes were a beautiful honey color like my mother had, so Emery’s favorite color was green to make up for the fact that she did not have green eyes like her father and brothers. However, she did love the fact that she had my mother’s eyes though. My dress was green as well because she wanted us to match. So, mine was a knee-length green chiffon halter dress that had a lace overlay from the neck to the bust.

Torches flickered along the stone pillars, casting dancing shadows that made the room feel as though it were breathing. Then, the doors opened. Emerald walked toward me, and the air seemed to leave the lungs of every wolf in the room. She was haunting. In her gown of ivory silk, she looked like a goddess sent from the lunar heavens, but a goddess of sorrows. Her hair was a dark halo around a face of pale marble, and then there were her eyes... those deep, forest-green eyes. They were as vast as a hidden woodland pool, yet they looked utterly dead. There was no light in them. She was breathtakingly beautiful, yet she walked like a ghost attending her own funeral.

I was about to doze off when loud voices came outside. I quickly got up to see what’s the commotion about. When I opened the door, everyone was in a panic. The nurses and doctors are trying to restrain someone. I closed the door and looked around for Gin, but he was nowhere to be found. Where’s he? “Let me go!” “Sir, please drink your medicine!” The nurse was trying so hard not to get dragged by this person with green eyes. Wait, green eyes? I squinted my eyes to see it better, and I was right. This man has emerald eyes that seems to glow by how bright it is.

She did not cling to the walls or test the bars like an animal desperate for escape. She observed. That alone set her apart. Her eyes were the first thing I noticed. Emerald green, sharp, piercing, unnervingly clear. Not the soft green of innocence, not the dull green of fear. These eyes assessed, catalogued, stripped rooms and people down to their bones. They lingered on nothing too long, missed nothing at all. Those eyes had seen violence and learned from it.

EMILI The eyes emerged from the darkness of the corridor. Two points that didn’t glow red like demons or amber like wolves. They were green. A familiar green it took me three heartbeats to recognize—because they didn’t belong to the face I remembered. Vera stepped out of the shadows.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?