Green Eyed Celebrities นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“I think you’re one of the favourites.” I shake my head at her, as if to hide my blush. “Hardly.” “Well it’s true,” Linda says, taking a chair off me to prop it on top of another. “Most Loyalty Pack members eyes always turn out hazel at birth. The fact that you got green was pretty lucky.” I wouldn’t say luck had anything to do with it, but I don’t say anything. Mother always told me my eyes were my selling point. For that, I almost resent them. Anything involving her I’m spiteful about. I can’t help it.

Serenity said at the same time that Zayn said, “I’m jealous of his eyes.” “One at a time, please!” I begged them while giggling. “Okay. Okay. His eyes are exotic. One of his eyes is literally dark like Zayn’s, and the other is hazel-colored,” Hamish explained, and I gaped slightly. “You’re lying,” I said in disbelief. I looked at Zayn and he nodded. “Are you sure?” I asked him. “Yes, Lara. He is literally perfect. He’s our perfect hybrid.” Zayn said as he winked.

She was cold, ruthless and no doubt a pitiless killer. But the real treat came from the exquisite blonde who stood at her side. She was smaller, her eyes a deep brown, her blonde her framing her face in silky strands. An emerald and diamond piercing glittered in her naval. And soon a tall guy came from behind her with a paler complexion, he had strikingly unusual colour of eyes,deep green but the iris was bordered by a thin circle of silver. Those eyes were haunting, spellbinding in their unusualness. He had his mid night coloured hair tied in a pony tail.

she even adds. I think for a while, “Okay, tell me,” I answer, and I am even more surprised at myself taking interest in that mysterious man. Peach squeals, “Well, he is so damn handsome, he is very tall, good physique, he is dark-haired, high-pointed nose, and err, his eyes?” she stops and thinks, “Oh, yes, he has green eyes.” I gulp as I heard the description. Everything is fine until she mentions the eye color. Why do I have this ominous feeling now? Green eyes are not so common, especially for Americans.

Cheryl averted her eyes, as well as Rafael who now seemed focused on pouring tea into a cup. "Didn't you say that your future wife is a brown-haired woman with emerald green eyes?" the man asked again. Emerald green eyes? There aren't many green-eyed people in this world. Only 2% of people in the world have green eyes, and she is one of those lucky people. She inherited Jackson's green eyes, making her a beautiful woman who inherited her mother's brown hair and beauty. And she had just heard that Rafael likes girls with green eyes and brown hair.

It's his eyes however that banish any doubts – they're recognizable anywhere. Intense hazel green with a ring of brown around the pupil, with a few gold flecks near the rim. Cold and cat-like, predatory even – but somehow too beautiful to be real. I've always wondered if they're actually contacts, but up close I can see his eyes are perfectly clear. No contacts. No Photoshop. "They're real," I murmur. "Wow". "What's real?" He asks. I just stare. Felix Lockhart is here, standing right in front of me. The real deal, totally legit. Living, breathing, not just in the magazines or on Tumblr or YouTube. Staring at me with his trademark cold, deadpan teenaged rock star expression.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

I ask her. “Your.. eyes changed colors.. They’re green now.” Oh, “Yeah, I have color changing eyes. They are blue when I’m happy. Green when I’m mad. Brown when I’m sad. And grey when I’m horny.” I tell her with a smirk. She seems impressed. “Wow, that’s crazy cool! I wish my eyes changed like that.” She grins at me. Shit, me too! So I really knew what you were feeling about me. And she’s so beautiful. I forgot what the hell we were talking about before... Oh well.

I lifted my head to look at him and my eyes widened when it landed on his face. His eyes... His green eyes... green like an emerald. I gasped when realization dawned upon me. "Finally, I was able to connect with you." He said while looking straight at me, his voice was echoing in this dark void. My lips parted with shock. My mind can’t seem to process what the heck is going on. I can’t move any part of my body. I feel like I’m frozen like a statue, even my eyes were locked on his. What am I exactly seeing right now?

She refuses to use her money and has been working as a waitress to fend for her and Chad. The only difference between the two twin sisters, was that Vanessa has green eyes while Valerie, being the unique one among them, had two different eye colors, Hazel and gray. But aside from that, no one could really tell the difference between them, which bothered Vanessa deeply, but she just couldn't risk telling Valerie anything.