Felix Mallard Eye Color Novels & Stories

Humans don’t have wings! I looked up at his face again, and I gasped. The color of his eyes had changed completely. They weren't the same dull, coal-black eyes I had seen every time he stared at me in school or at the canteen. No… these eyes were bright, burning with a fierce, intense color—hazel brown, deep and rich, but filled with something terrifying. There was pure anger drawn within them, blazing like fire.

And the slightly slanted eyes, carefully looking out of this sunny halo, turned from indistinct blue into green like a marsh duckweed. A real fox!

“My red eyes mark my position. Alpha. Leader of Woodland. It’s how others recognise me, even in wolf form. When I’m human, they stay gold because I’m still in control—my wolf doesn’t fully take the reins unless I shift.” Jimmie hummed softly, thoughtfully. “Fara’s are gold too, even in wolf form. So are the eyes of the Elders and the Sentinels. But the rest of the pack... theirs are usually deep brown. You can always tell the difference.” I paused, “And Franco?” Jimmie asked. I smiled again, this time with something bittersweet. “Franco’s eyes… they’re green. Always. Even in his wolf. That’s his bloodline. His breed. His role. It’s rare—uncommon even among us. His nature was always set apart

I ran to the door and gave it a hard kick, stubbing my toe in the process. “Ow!” He opened the door and threw my clothes in my face. I looked at him incredulously. He just slammed the door again. So infuriating! Moments later, I stood in front of the mirror, properly dressed in my maids’ uniform. I combed my fingers through my golden-brown hair, and began braiding it gently. I stared into the mirror and soft blue eyes stared back. I had always wondered why my eyes were blue instead of brown. As a regular wolf, it was expected for me to have brown-coloured eyes. High-ranked wolves were the kinds that usually bore different colours of eyes, from beautiful hazel browns to blues to greens. Regul

Alphas had red eyes,alphas to be orange ,betas blue and omegas yellow. Green was very rare so much so there hasn't been any in the last 300 years. Atlas's eyes seem to have fire in them, it was hard not to look at him. I have to thank Saf, hearing her purring in my head made me shake my hand and lose the eye contact. "I think I could use that drink right about now." I say as I push past his hand and grab my glass. He smiled at me while shaking his head.

Hey beautiful readers. There are many things I want to clear out and it would be unfair if I don't because I think you're all amazing and you deserve it. This book is not a poor class written book like some books I've seen on Goodnovel. You are a first class reader and a first class reader deserves a first class book like #MBTD. So here they are: Alexa has green emerald eyes and Elliot has red eyes, except their brighter now so don't forget that and don't expect to see anything different. Sorry if there's any confusion especially before this note.

– Oh, there’s no point denying it, you were impressed by him. - Yes, Mariana, I didn’t expect my boss to be so young and so handsome. And he has eyes the same color as Pedrinho’s. – I said as if I was thinking out loud. - What do you mean? – Mariana asked intrigued. - Yes, Mariana, my son has violet-blue eyes, the same color as Mr. Mellendez’s eyes. They are beautiful and very rare eyes. – I said looking at her. - Yes, they are. I only knew Alessandro and his father with eyes that color. Now I’m curious to meet your son. Who does he get his eye color from? – She seemed a little surprised.

"I think I never met people with eye colour like yours before." Gale was startled. He felt like he got caught inspecting her features. He chuckled softly before answering Julia. "They are, aren't they? They called amber. You have amber on your eyes too." Julia looks fascinatingly at Gale's eyes. "I do?" "Yeah, on the center. They are the same shade as mine." Gale informed her. "Mommy said my eyes are called hazel, and they are rare. Is that true?" Julia inquired. "I wouldn't say they are rare – they are uncommon. Your hazel, though – I think they are rare. I've never seen these kinds of hazel before. My friend has hazel eyes, but she doesn't have any blue in them." Gale explained as simply a

I want to let my wolf free and race through the woods, and I do just that, leaving Millie staring at me in shock. I ran into the woods as I shifted, the excitement of shifting outweighing the pain. I give complete control to my wolf as I race through the woods. My wolf is a massive white wolf with little black stripes. In my wolf form, my eyes are different colors. My right eye is a piercing green, while my left is pure white. My eye color remains a mystery to my family today.

“Well, I couldn’t promise that.” “What?” “Nevermind, but expect to see my face often Jada Young. I’ll go ahead.” “Put ice on your face, it’s swelling.” He turn his back, but before he could take three steps away, he turn his back and face me. “Why does your son's eye color looks like that when Martini’s eyes were blue and yours were hazel nut brown?” “Oh never mind, don’t answer it. I’ll find my own way to answer that question.”