Green Eyes With A Blue Ring Novels & Stories

There was something else I had failed to notice about them in the picture, a ring of green color inside the brown, close to her pupils. My brain immediately registered what I was looking at. It was called central heterochromia. And there was only one person I had ever seen with such eyes. My lips formed the name before my brain could fully process it. "Ariana."

His hand left my back and he slowly removed his glasses. Hell. I didn't think I could breathe again. His eyes were crystal blue. No, green. I sucked in a breath as the colors captivated me. They were both. One eye blue and the other green. He wiped tears from my cheek with one finger as I stared in amazement. "Can I put my glasses back on?" Another slight grin came with the question. No he wasn't model material good looking, but his eyes were stunning. "Why would you cover those?" God, they were beautiful.

I closed my eyes, trying to regain control of my emotions, but his piercing blue eyes flashed in my mind. Oh, those blue eyes. I had only heard about how mesmerizing they could be, but seeing them in person was a whole different story. When my hazel eyes met his intense blue gaze, it felt like a magnetic pull drawing me in. His eyes instantly became my favourite feature about him. It wasn't just the colour, but the depth and intensity they held. I got lost in those eyes, unable to look away. They were truly captivating.

So, as terrible as it was, part of her was glad she never had to deal with this kind of scrutiny and control from Richard’s mother, Laura. Before she could arrange a day or time with Uncle Edward, she needed to make sure she could conceal her eye. As she looked in the mirror, she noticed it was no longer the pure dark blue and purple, but was fading into a ghastly green and yellow. As an artist, she knew about color theory, but this was going to require something special.

Shama entered the gate, and all eyes were drawn to her. The beautiful pearls on her gown glistened, and the diamond set she wore perfectly complemented her outfit. The royal blue color of the gown exuded her royalty and elegance. A sparkling bracelet adorned her wrist, and a blue sapphire ring on her finger shone brightly in the light. Her eyes resembled those of a deer, with sharp corners like a knife. The dark kajal on her eyelids was like an arrow piercing everyone's hearts. Her eyes were deeper than an ocean, drowning anyone. Her eyebrows were like bows above her eyes. As Shama looked up to survey the crowd, everyone lost themselves in her gaze.

George asked. "Four," Ragnor replied. "Tell me what happened with each colour," George asked. "My purple eye glow gives me my flying ability; my red eye glow is when I am angry or thirty, my natural eye colour and a blue glow," Ragnor replied. "What happens when your eye glows blue?" George asked. "I don't know because the eye doesn't change to that colour often," Ragnor answered honestly. "Watch," George said, closed his eyes and lifted his head looking at the skies.

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

Her skin, a radiant canvas of creamy fairness, seemed almost porcelain-like, as if she rarely ventured into the sun's warm rays. A delicate ring glinted in the curve of her septum, while another, more daring piercing claimed the center of her lower lip, adding an edgy allure to her features. Her eyes, an arresting shade of green, were tempered by a subtle white tone, echoing the same unsettling hue found in Blaze's gaze. The dark, smoky makeup accentuating her eyes only added to her enigmatic presence, drawing me in with an intoxicating blend of innocence and rebellion. She was absolutely fucking breathtaking. Our gazes collided, sparks flying as we locked eyes in a fleeting moment of connec

I gasped when he said that, but how did you know about that. "Well, you see, although you and Emily are practically the same people, there is a slight difference between you to." He said, looking at me for the first time since I revealed the secret. "How will you know about that," I asked him the tears were flowing now, I'm crying for so many reasons. "Well, both you and Emily have the same green eyes. But with yours, there is a speck of grey around the pupil. But people see it as just the emerald color" he said. He was looking deep into my eyes.

Green eyes. The eyes before me are not Grey. Sin's eyes are grey, which means he isn't the one that has given me this orgasm. The eyes before me are Green. I had just explored the realms of bliss with someone who isn't my betrothed. That is when I realize that I have fucked up.