Emerald Green Eyes Novels & Stories

He was close. I was still sprawled on the ground, my breathing uneven, my skin burning with awareness. Slowly, I lifted my gaze and met his eyes and his eyes were a storm and a forest, a clash of elements trapped in a single gaze. In the deep at the center of his iris, was a piercing blue, sharp as ice, endless as the ocean, a secret hidden beneath frozen waters. But at the edges, where the light kissed his irises, emerald green bled through, wild and untamed, like leaves trembling in the wind. A paradox of fire and frost, control and chaos—his eyes were a battlefield where two worlds met, and I was hopelessly lost within them.

Kael's POV The emeralds in the delicate silver necklace catch the afternoon light, sparkling like tiny fragments of captured forest. They’re the exact shade of Elara’s eyes—that deep, rich green—which sparkle when she laughs. When she used to laugh. “An excellent choice, sir,” the jeweler says, carefully lifting the necklace from its velvet display. “This is one of our finest pieces.” He’s right. The stones are flawless, the silver work exquisite. I imagine how it will look against her throat, how the green will make her eyes shine the way they used to.

Her eyes are a piercing aqua blue. I know without a doubt that he’s drawn Emily

I asked instead, staring at her eyes. Those green irises of her, which she was covering with blue contacts, were what drew me to her in the first place at the bar. It confused me why she chose to cover them up. "I like seeing them blue." She responded, looking a bit calmer. "But I like them green." Sincerely, I did. Her green eyes were nothing like I'd seen before. They were dark green, almost like a green emerald dipped in a pool of blackness. "Well, those green eyes of mine weren't really likable when I was a kid."

I had meant it when I told her green was my favorite color—because it was the color of her eyes. I could spend hours just staring into them, watching how they shifted with her emotions. A darker green with golden flecks when she was angry. A lighter, more vivid green when she was excited or turned on. It was mesmerizing. And if we had a daughter, I hoped she got her mother’s eyes. If it was a boy… well, green eyes wouldn’t be bad for a son either. "I like that bra," I murmured. Joan smirked as she rummaged through her bag.

I tilt my head upwards to see the movement of his chiselled jaw and round lips but there was yet one detail; the most interesting of all. The colour of his eyes. Emerald green with a central shade of shiny gold. Excitement erupted within me discovering he had the same type of eyes as me. Oh my God... This was unbelievable. I tilt my green eyes further to inspect the wet curly hair of the prince charming in this wonderfully constructed dream of mine when his round lips part and words emit out of his throat. "What are you staring at?" The gentle movement of his Adam's apple caused me to gulp in heavily. My eyes blinked several times and I eventually responded in a haze.

And he was most definitely not Earnest. He was tall, with a lean, almost predatory grace, dressed in a dark, tailored suit that seemed to absorb the light. His hair was araven black, slicked back from a sharp, angular face. But it was his eyes that held me captive – a piercing, unsettling shade of emerald green, so unlike the warm, sky-blue of Earnest’s. They were cold, calculating, and unnervingly familiar. A shiver, not of cold but of a primal unease, traced its way down my spine.

I gasped when he said that, but how did you know about that. "Well, you see, although you and Emily are practically the same people, there is a slight difference between you to." He said, looking at me for the first time since I revealed the secret. "How will you know about that," I asked him the tears were flowing now, I'm crying for so many reasons. "Well, both you and Emily have the same green eyes. But with yours, there is a speck of grey around the pupil. But people see it as just the emerald color" he said. He was looking deep into my eyes.

She could only blink her eyes and stared into his green eyes. Now that she saw him this close, she finally realized the beauty of his eye color. It reminded her of the evergreen forest. Liam’s eyes were so rich in green, and she couldn’t stop looking into them. Anita’s eyes weren’t as green as his.

she voiced out her frustration. “Why don't you go for them?” He said tiredly. “No, I can go for the sapphire and diamond, but I can't go for the emerald, although it's pretty. It won't give me that sophisticated look. If only I had emerald eyes,” she pouted her lips as she explained. Derek's lashes lowered as he stared at the jewelry. They reminded him of Rachael. Her fair skin and beautiful green eyes. This would definitely look beautiful on her.