Indigo Eyes Maeve Hazel Novels & Stories

"Happy birthday to you, Mummy. Happy birthday to you." Three girls danced in along with Hazel Beckett, my daughter. A smile spread out of my lips immediately I caught sight of my princess. Her eyes which were Hazel as a baby are now azure blue. It reminded me a lot about Dan. Immediately she stepped in, Hazel's blue eyes opened wide in surprise and she giggled proudly towards me.

Suddenly her eyes faded back to normal. "Did you see that Luther?" Hazel asked in fear. "Yes wife, I think she's reminding us of who she is exactly." Luther replied as he held her clenched hands tenderly. "This minute her eyes are blue, and the next minute her eyes are red? What do we say to the society when they eventually finds out how her eyes changes in different colors?" Hazel asked inquisitively. "Relax wife, no one would find out." Luther assured her. "And how do you know about that Luther?" Hazel asked calmly.

she was bored without anything to do at home. Other than visiting her master and her friends at the guest residence, she had nothing else to do. “Why?” Leroy was shocked when he heard this. “I’ve seen 3 people with weird eyes that don’t match up with their species’ eyes and 4 including me.” “The royal vampire king Mateo had green eyes when he should have red eyes. The current royal hunter queen or huntress Carissa had red eyes when she should have green eyes.” “You, a royal prince of werewolf had purple eyes when you should have hazel eyes. I’m a royal princess of the witch, had hazel eyes when I should have purple eyes.”

I looked forward to getting to know her better —I had a feeling we were going to be great friends. I had noticed the uniqueness of her hazel eyes. Unlike some that were a mix of greens and browns, hers were more blue and green—just like mine. In fact, most people who met me thought my eyes were one color or the other. It depended on my mood and the lighting. Heather’s were similar, and I thought that was cool. She was obviously crazy about her dad, talking about him a lot when we were together. I felt a small ache as I wondered what it would be like to know that sort of love.

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.

Mae's eyes searched Eva's and they stared at each other for a moment. Eva knew Mae's eye color was quite unfathomable earlier but now they locked eyes, she clearly saw that the young lady's eyes switched color gently as she talked and moved her head. Now it's blue, the next minute it's dark purple. Her eyes were like a color switch if there's anything like that. Eva never thought a person's eyes could be like this. And she couldn't help blurting out "I love your eyes" Mae noticed the girl had been staring into her soul for the pass two minutes.

She looks down at my hand before her eyes meet mine once again. For a second, I can’t bring myself to think I’m looking into the eyes of a monster. Her eyes sparkle, revealing the slightest hints of green amongst the hazel. Her eyes soften, before they flicker black, and her expression darkens, a small frown etching across her forehead.

A dare. "Says who?" She whispered back, meeting my gaze determinedly and holding it. Her eyes seemed to get a shade lighter and lighter the longer I stared at it. She had the brightest hazel eyes I had ever seen, with almost invisible speckles of gold and green that somehow appeared bolder the more I studied them. I leaned the tiniest bit forward, almost hypnotized. I heard the hitch in her breath that she tried to hide.

I went to Zynia and my mouth parted as I saw my son. ‘Everyone get out!’ I ordered to Ava, Seth and Nick. I looked at Zynia and we both got terrified. My son’s eyes are oceanic blue! A Blue Paraiba Tourmaline shade of eyes! “This is…” I can’t be wrong. This eye color distinguish its beholder’s fate. My son, he… “The King didn’t succeed.” Zynia whispered back. I looked at Ashira who’s eyes are closed, waiting for me to give her the child. What should I do?

She seemed bothered by my question. “You’re unfriendly,” I explained to her as I stared at her. I wanted to ask if she was sick or something, although the color of her eyes did not really bother me much. It was like staring at an optical illusion, a hypnotic circle that you could not just stay away from. Izobel has golden yellow eyes, one of the rarest, and usually, the color symbolizes happiness and optimism, but why does she hide them? “Why are your eyes golden yellow?” I asked when she didn’t talk again.