Fantasia Believes That People With Blue Eyes นิยาย & เรื่องราว

I remember when I first saw his eyes, I was so taken aback by how green they were, it reminded me of a forest, how it’s normally green like that. Afraid to wake Rowan with my eyeing him. I reach for my phone. Yesterday Eira set me up an I*******m account. She showed me how to take pictures and upload them. I play around with them. Eira is really good with technology. I should have her teach me everything she knows while we’re on this trip. She showed me how to use a lot of the features on my phone Mia didn’t show me. She even has this really cute cover I love. It’s grey with blue butterflies on them. Her favorite color is blue. It’s obvious with her blue her, her blue eyes, her blue fingerna

Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..." " It's not rare"Adir cut in and take the hair carefully from Castus "It's impossible for someone to have a natural blue hair and that means the girl I'm looking for is here" " Your highness this isn't some cinderella fairy tale story,the girl doesn't exist" " Castus I gave you the permission to leave, I'm staying here whether the girl exist or not"Adir sit on the bed " You can read a book if you're bored"

"What are we disguising as?" "Humans, obviously. We'll need to change how our eyes appear since humans don't have clit pupils, and humans don't have our eye colours. No human has yellow, pink, or maroon eye colours, so we'll need to use a spell to change ours to blue, green or brown." I closed my eyes and focused. When I opened my eyes, they had turned blue, "I can already change my eye colour, so let's go." "Wait, your pupils will give you away."

But then it faltered. “Your eyes,” she murmured. I blinked, startled. “What about them?” She leaned closer. “They’re changing,” she said slowly. “There’s a blue ring around the edges. Just like your grandmother’s… and hers before that.” I frowned. “Mom, it’s probably just the light.” Her hand brushed my cheek gently. “No. In our family, blue eyes mean strength. The strongest wolves were always born with them.” I forced a laugh, shaking my head. “I’m not strong, Mom. I’m barely keeping myself together.”

His hand rested over my stomach, tracing lazy circles. “I want to keep playing sometimes,” he murmured into my hair. “Keep the edge sharp. Keep the fantasy alive.” I smiled, sated and owned and stupidly happy. “Every anniversary,” I whispered. “And maybe… some random Tuesdays.” He laughed soft, warm, real. Then quieter: “And if we ever decide to add to the family… we’ll tell them the truth when they’re old enough. That their mother and father chose each other against the whole damn world. That the fantasy became real.”

“It means nature is trying to create something it was never meant to. Something forbidden.” Ryan felt his chest tighten. The room suddenly became colder. The doctor gently opened Jax’s eyelid once more. “Look.” Ryan stepped closer. Mike did the same. Jax’s eyes were partly open. The color wasn’t gold. It wasn’t red either. It was blue. A deep, glowing blue. The doctor slowly released his eyelid. “Those are Beta eyes.” Mike blinked. “But you just said…” “I know what I said.” The doctor’s voice became heavier. “An Omega should never have blue eyes.”

“I will hold this moment, this evening, our flight, our moments here, your hair and eye color, even the feeling of your wings hitting my face, in my heart. Right here. All of this is happening here. I am coming to find you in real life. I won’t be able to stay away from you. I need to see you for real, I need you in my arms.” She giggles again and she holds my hands. We stare into each other’s eyes and her blue eyes turn purple in front of me, making me shake. “How did you do that?” I ask with a smile. “My eyes change according to what I feel. Blue is happy, yellow is surprised, green is jealous, black is sad, red is angry,” she explains. “What does purple mean?” I ask, staring into her purp

“Look at her eyes...” “They're different... blue?” “It's more than blue... there's something purple in her irises.” “They're beautiful.” “They're... strange.” Mia blinked, confused, and then saw her reflection in the window of a nearby car. Her eyes were indeed different. They were a vivid blue, with a purple-lilac ring surrounding the iris. They were silver eyes. She knew it the moment she saw them. This wasn't just a reflection of the light or an emotional effect. It was real.

"You'll be mine, Chal. Is that what you want? You'll be bound to me in the way of my kind." "Your kind?" His hands brushed the hair back from her face and he stared, enraptured by the beauty of her. Her face was pale, her eyes huge and a startling blue. He'd thought that the blue of her eyes should belong to a blonde. But against her pale skin and the black locks, the blue looked perfectly natural and utterly right. "What kind are you talking about, Bliss?"