Fantasia Believes That People With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

Amanda had had the same reaction when she first saw her. Beta Jon didn't seem to mind her eyes, once the woman was done singing Morana sat back on the sofa and turned towards Cameron. He raised an eyebrow and offered and simple smile, "Eyes are brown?" she asked and pointed at her eyes. The question didn't sound right, and she knew she had messed up but Cameron over looked it as he started to speak. "All wolves are born with blue eyes, and then they change when they gain their wolves. I've never heard of a wolf whose eyes are blue, well except one legend." He said, Morana looked at him with eager eyes and he softly smiled. But that smile didn't reach his eyes.

“His eyes are beautiful~ Just like indigo sibling!” The purple shook its head. “N-No. Jai’s eyes looked like blue siblings.” The purple pointed to the blue fairy beside it. The blue fairy pulled out a bubble and played with it. “Really?” It turned to Jai with a wide smile. “Jaijai, we’re the same color!” “No, no, I think his eyes are darker. Don’t you think, Waji?” The fairies turned around, and there, behind them, he could see a tall figure covered in leaves, vines, and flowers, and a wooden mask.

Juliette asked, rembering the girls blue hair. "Yes. The rarest, and most powerful would be blue eyes. Plently of wolves have blue eyes, but only the most powerful Skinwalkers have four blue specs in each eye. Skinwalkers can see them, but Lycans have to be told they are there for them to notice them. Which is why Jaxon doesn't see they specs in your eyes." Juliette blanched, and suddenly had the urge to touch her eyes. "Does that make me powerful?"

“Why are you insist on me to be your inspiration? Is it because of my status as the Crown Princess?” “No, Your Highness! Because you are the most beautiful human I've ever seen! I have heard rumors of your beauty. With dark blue hair as dark as the night sky that would sparkle in the sun. And oceanic blue eyes like precious gems on the deep ocean. I'd really like to see you for a second, but someone like me obviously can't do that, right? So!" Fucshia gasped. Mr. Andre was too passionate. “Hahahaha, you seem like a free-spirited artist. Then would you like to make a deal with me, Mr. Andre?"

he questioned, eyes focused on Sarael. “Your mother assumed Isis would come to me.” Sarael answered. “Interesting. Would this have something to do with why my sister is different?” Khalid asked, leaning forward now. “What do you mean by different?” I questioned. I know she’s different, but I want to know what he’s witnessed growing up with the girl. “Well, for one, she has blue eyes and a blonde streak on the left side of her face that’s natural and not dyed. Dad buys the recessive gene and anomaly line. I don’t. There’s maybe a one percent chance of someone of our genetics having blue eyes.” he explained.

Freaks was an appropriate label for how these two acted. "Your magic... it isn't something from our time," he began, his voice careful, like he was tiptoeing around her feelings. "The light inside you... it was gifted to you by my mom, and the purple in your eyes is from a spell the goddess cast from dragon's blood." He watched her reaction with every word, taking forever to get to the damn point.

Special. That word echoed. It meant different. It meant powerful. "And why did she say that, darling?" Her voice was smooth, coaxing, the way only a mother who wanted answers could be. He blinked, his lashes long, his eyes shimmering like twin shards of sapphire glass. "Because of my blue magical eyes." Bianca froze for half a breath before covering it with a soft laugh. "Magical eyes?" she teased, though every syllable dripped with intrigue. "Is that what you believe?"

I could hear her voice from where I was showering. "Each talent is assigned to a distinct emphasis in a coterie. Your eye color determines the assignment. Red is for students gifted with speed and agility, which are mostly vampires; yellow is for those with incomparable strengths and strong senses, green is for faes who can control plants and animals; purple is for witches or those gifted with incantations, spells, and potions, gray is for seers, and blue is for hybrids." "Myra, what about you? She has the same eyes as us. The standard dark brown eyes?"

It wasn't Sephora's fault she was born with such light blue eyes that bordered on white. There had even been a time when Seraphina had had to stop her sister from pouring a well of ink into her eye as a child. While she cried about how ugly she was to her mother, for her to be born with such an irredeemable feature for a raven harpy. At the time, Sephora had thought that the ink would dye her eyes black, like Seraphina's… or at the very least make them darker than they already were.

"You know, in the world of mages, eye color is a significant indicator of power. For regular mages, when they're tapping into their abilities, their eyes turn a vivid shade of purple. It's a well-known trait, almost a hallmark of their magic." He paused, looking intently at Astrid. "But for the royal family, it's different. They possess a unique and rare eye color. When they channel their powers, their eyes transform into a mesmerizing shade of opalescent teal, shimmering with hues of blue and green. This color is a symbol of their elevated status and the ancient magic flowing through their veins."