Green Gray Eyes Novels & Stories

I asked. Nathan furrowed his brow. “Erm, I guess. What does that have to do with anything?” I sighed. “They’re blue-green, just like yours. But you got your eyes from your mother, didn’t you? And he’s from your father’s side of the family. You don’t find that weird?” Nathan looked puzzled. “I mean, blue-green eyes aren’t that rare, Liv. Maybe it’s a coincidence. What are you getting at?”

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.

I examined their faces and realized that I already miss them both so much. I looked into their eyes and sighed as I took a mirror under the picture frame. I also looked into my two eyes there. I smiled bitterly when I saw those two familiar orbs again. My eyes reminded me of my mom and my dad. My dad has green orbs while my mom has violet orbs. Me? Well, I have those orbs. A green orb on my left eye and a violet orb on my right eye. But when I became angry, both of my orbs became dark red.

So, I was really surprised when he turned and looked at me, as well as to see my eyes staring back at me. I have always wanted to know who I got my eyes from since my mom has green eyes and my dad, he had grayish blue eyes that sometimes turned red when he got mad. But this guy had my dark gray eyes, plus this guy kind of looked like grandpa. *Could he be my uncle that Aunt Alty told me about? If so…* I didn’t finish my thought, I just acted.

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.

My mother has bright blue eyes, while my dad has dark gray eyes. I on the other hand, have fiery eyes. They came out of nowhere since they were gray until two years ago. They have an amber glow at night, but during the day they’re a cross between a light orange, red, and amber. Because I lived with the human civilization, of course there were different reactions to them. Some people found them enchanting, while some thought I was a freak, hence why I finally decided to hide them behind gray contact lenses. I don’t actually need the contacts.

“Still… I felt that alpha was a little too much when he asked if our mother and father's grandparents had different eyes. Looks like he's a little surprised by your different eye color But… isn't that natural? What's more, we have wolves! Can you ... You can be from some undetected ancestors?" Jazzy nodded. So far, she does not question the color of her eyes, according to her, it is only natural. But with Jason's words just now, she was thinking and scanning which relative who has eyes bright purple with green iris. Weird, and very rare. So far she had never seen their relatives who had the same eye color as her. Then, should she be worried?

“Using eyedrops in a setting like this is not a usual sight." She closed her eyes to reveal her long lashes that rested well on her skin. “I certainly can’t risk getting drunk with bad eyesight, can I?” “I suppose you can’t.” Her eyes snapped open, and she faced me, giving me the chance to cease my breath because her eyes were easily the most alluring I've seen in my lifetime. While they were predominantly green, they had shades of blue and grey. All the colours made her presence surreal and... beautiful. “Are you going to stare at me all night?”

She sighed frustratedly. "Look, I don't know why you are doing this but let me tell you, I am not your wife. I am not Cali Ruth. I understand why you are saying this. It is because we look almost the same, right?" He just chuckled on hearing her while shaking his head a little. "See. Your wife had hazel eyes while mine are heterochromic." She said and he got lost in her unique pair of eyes. As he looked closely, he could see that her left eye was a beautiful shade of gunmetal blue and there were some swirls of hazel in it too but it was dominated by the grey-blue. While her right eye was hazel in color with some swirls of blue in it but dominated by the hazel. Her eyes were really unique.

he asked as if he was craving to know more about my kind. But I winced at the topic of green eyes. This is the sign that I am the daughter of an Alpha of the Multa Lupus pack. It gave me the truth of who I really am. But I still answered Tristan's question. "Green eyes belong to my family. We all have this eye color. But mostly wolves have golden and blue. The strong ones have red." "Wow I really thought earlier, you were just wearing contact lenses. You look so beautiful with your green eyes."