Emerald Green Eyes Novels & Stories

Every single day. I would probably not feel so insecure if I was a little like Alice or his friend Skylar or even Staysha, but I wasn't. I was just sweet-potato Emily. I think I was staring hard at him because his emerald eyes met mine, and in the sunlight, the green color blended with a golden hue, sort of like champagne. I held his gaze for a moment, and smiled, but he looked away quickly as if I was a pest that he wanted to kill with a bottle of Mortein or a Baygon spray.

They are emerald, which is arguably the brightest and prettiest shade of green. ... [how could the devil look so beautiful— charming even?] ... The longer I stare into his green eyes, the more I get lost. Images claw through my mind, creating a sharp pain in the back of my head. But I do not wince from the pain. I have finally met with my other half; that is enough to null the aching pain. The images are teasing, tugging me to relive them and to explore further into the world of pleasure with him. Not only that. Also to hold him, embrace every part of him, both the good and the bad; to walk with him through the darkest of darkest days; to stay with him forever, and only him.

"Your eyes. They're different. Go look." Elena frowned and went over to the mirror. She jerked her head back and looked over at Marie, then back at the mirror again. Her eyes were different. They were a deeper green, almost forest green now, and the tiny flecks of gold that had been there, were a lot bigger. They gave the effect of gold leaf rubbed into a forest green canvas. They were iridescent and glowed with an inner light. "Well, that's going to be fun trying to explain. Everyone knows I don't wear glasses or contacts, so that excuse won't fly. Any ideas, my smart, sexy Marie?"

“You’re not going anywhere little wolf, that scent… it’s driving me…” He didn’t get to finish that sentence. I’d already knocked him out cold. This evening was off to a stellar start. “Holy shit…” As I turned to face the next Neanderthal my breath caught in my throat. I was momentarily lost in the most dazzling set of emerald green eyes I had ever seen. Most wolves have an amber glow, but… these were something else entirely. “Um… miss?” he cleared his throat and caught my attention as I realised how intensely I had been staring at him.

A tool of sexual satisfaction. She calmly fluttered her eyes open and those green eyes held mine captive for a few seconds. They looked like jewels. I hadn't seen any woman with such a unique color of eyes, such a unique blend of green. As If on reflex, my eyes went down to the jewel around her neck, noticing its pendant as green as her eyes, almost glittering on her neck, just between her collarbones. Suddenly, she reached up and held the necklace before we locked eyes again. The same fear from before was back in her eyes as she whispered.

『.*+ •ᴄʜᴀᴘ. ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ɴɪɴᴇ+ •*.』 EMERALD GREEN EYES GLISTENED AS THEY FLICKERED WITH A GREAT REALIZATION.

sound like she was angrily praying. Deep inside my mind and my heart, I was praying to the God I know. A God so different from hers. Then she was touching my face, I could feel she was closing her eyes too. A minute has passed when I could finally open my eyes. The sky, wind and the ocean all of the sudden just went calm. So calm like nothing happened. I tried to move my face and it was a relief that it did move in my control. “How are you feeling?” Miss Mata turned me around to face her and to her surprise when she saw my eyes, it was green. The pupil of my eyes were so dark and its iris were green. Green like a precious stone. Emerald! “Woah woah woah wow! What happened to your eyes girl!

I looked at him, not knowing everyone in the conference room had their eyes on me. "We want to know what your suggestion on the next color to be chosen for the upcoming fashion week." "Ohh," I brought my eyes to the screen for the first time since I sat down. "Can you show me the ones available." "Alright, Mr Gray. Four colors were picked which are Champagne gold, Sapphire blue, Rose quartz and Emerald green." He said as he went through each slides. The last being emerald green reminded me of Eve. I could see her pretty eyes on the screen...her on that emerald colored dress I got for her...that emerald neck piece I gifted her on our first dinner... Damn! A strong wave of warmth and sadness f

“She’s mad that you left.” “I’m mad I left,” Collin whispered. “Hi, Charlotte.” At her name, Charlotte’s eyes blinked open a little wider. And Baylee—who had been so sure she could not physically feel anything more intense than what she was already feeling without spontaneously catching fire—stopped breathing. Because Charlotte’s eyes were green. Not baby-murky. Not that cloudy newborn blue that shifts over time. No. Emerald. Deep, bright emerald green—Collin’s mother’s eyes, Jessica’s eyes, Baylee’s eyes when she was angry and full-wolf.

She has me completely mesmerized with her gorgeous emerald eyes. “Hello, Madison. It’s nice to finally meet you.” I reply with a small smile, a bit surprised at how calm I am. It’s like my anxiety has completely vanished and I can’t take my eyes off of Madison. If I had been able to look elsewhere, I might have missed the quick moment of her eyes flashing from her emerald color to a vibrant gold green. Madison closes her eyes and shakes her head very subtly. When her eyes reopen, they are back to the emerald green. I know I didn’t just imagine that. “You’re one of them, aren’t you?” I ask with the realization that everyone here must turn into animals.