Green Gray Eyes Novels & Stories

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.

She paused with a pout. “A shame though that there was nothing we could do about your eyes,” I tried to ignore Kezira as I flapped the fan harder. It didn’t matter to me that my eyes couldn’t be changed. In fact, I loved my eyes. Startling green, lined with grey, it was distinctly different from the deep brown both my parents possessed. It was a gift. As much a weapon as the blades I had learned to use since I was a child. Let’s just get this over with,” I grounded out.

Even when I forgot the exact tilt of their smiles or sound if their voices I always remembered their eyes. Knew I'd recognize them anywhere. No matter how different they looked. How much they'd aged, I'd recognize those eyes on any face. Ryder's two voids that can swallow me whole. The deep bright green of Hunter's that seem to hold an entire forest. Jeremy's big grey ones that in certain lights almost look to be a dark silver. The hazel of Shade's, the amber flecked with green and blue.

It was beautiful but eerie, a colour I’d never seen on myself before. I tried to calm my racing heart, took a few steady breaths, and watched as the green glow dimmed, fading into a deep, forest-green hue that seemed somehow… natural yet unfamiliar. I couldn’t look away, captivated by the sight, but a strange unease settled over me. I searched my memories, trying to recall if either of my parents had green eyes. But no, neither of them did. This colour, this strange flickering, felt like a mystery locked deep within me, something I’d never noticed or known until now.

My true father. Even if she`s at her forty`s already, her body and face remain like she`s still at her twenty’s and not married yet. Same with my papa, his built and handsome face remain the same. My mama has a blue eyes and my papa has a gray eyes. I have both of those color of eyes. Yes, that`s one of my secret. And unfortunately Yelena inherited it. She`s a gray and brown eyed baby. The doctor was so shocked when I gave birth to Yelena, they looked so amazed and stayed frozen. They only move when I groaned in pain.

Thus, she wants to avoid it. While she was still thinking about it, the crouching girl suddenly raised her head and their eyes met. Althea stared at her peculiar eyes. She was meters away from her but she could vaguely see its color. It was gray, nearly silver. The odd girl’s eyes are oddly pretty. Althea was so fascinated by it that she forgot to walk away.

PRESENT * Wylder felt the ground shake. He wondered whether this was an earthquake or a landslide. But not once did his eyes leave the doll under him. Without Night and his wizard’s power, he couldn’t sense what exactly was happening to her, but the way her eyes were glowing, he could tell that it wasn’t her wolf. Because her hazel eyes were glowing like light. Hazel eyes often appeared to shift in color from brown to green. Although Hazel mostly consists of brown and green, the dominant color in her eye was green compared to brown or gold.

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

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.

One set of twins sporting emerald, green eyes and short blonde hair while the other set of twins had blue eyes and black hair. Bodies built like tanks as well as high cheek bones do I find myself shivering and not in a good way either. Each of them dressed in expensive black suits along with some kind of watch that looked way more expensive than what my father’s allowance would give do I move to look at their eyes instead. My breath catching as I do. Eyes that I could never forget now unsettle me. One set blue and one set green. Eyes that haunt me for as long as I can remember.