Indigo Eyes Maeve Hazel Novels & Stories

It was as if her feet were in an invisible lake of quicksand, sinking fast. When she tried to look around, all she saw was the forest or herself in it. She realized that she could no longer see herself clearly. It was as if someone was painting her picture onto the back of her eyelids, making her blindfolded. Or maybe it's not her eyes that are blindfolded. Maybe everything around her is just painted by itself. She wondered what color her eyes would be when she woke up after this nightmare. Her hazel-blue eyes are black. Maybe black means 'dark' or 'darkness'. She couldn't remember the word.

he said while Zyair puts the laptop on the bed. He played a video on YouTube. It was a very beautiful song. A blond girl who had purple eyes was appearing on the screen. “Did you see that her eyes are purple?” said Carmen, shocked. “And the voice is so beautiful,” she added. “Wait, if her eyes are purple which means she is Canis Lupus,” she said excitedly while looking at Hazel who was not paying attention she was looking at the laptop screen. “Mom,” she whispered. Carmen was shocked. The boys were smiling. She looked at them.

The red of her hair cascaded loosely on her back seemed even more vibrant against the backdrop of the green leaves. He found himself captivated by the way her eyes, a warm hazel color. He cleared his throat, pushing back those thoughts, "Sunny it is, then”

“Well technically he does not like me and he won’t listen to what I have to say but he will if you talk to him” “What made you think he will listen to me? I’m not his girlfriend and I can clearly remember he told me he has no feelings for me”. “You are worth more than you think”. Hazel said, smiling beautifully Crystal tries to look into her eyes, but she can't. Her eyes were too bright and it was as if Hazel could see through her soul. “Your eyes are so beautiful”. Crystal whispered Just like her name, her eyes were hazel. Her eyes, so mesmerising. Her hair, so dark, long and shining. Her skin, so flawless and shiny.

As soon as they got to the pack, the first thing would be to make findings on how to reject a mate or swap for another one. "Where are you taking me?" Hazel looked directly into his eyes. Her unshed tears made the green eyes look like a painting. As Dallan was still looking into her eyes, entranced, he saw them change colour. It was more like some brief seconds of a black cast over her eyes.

the woman, with hazel eyes called us. “Are we going home mom?” the young Drake ask frowning. “Yes, baby,” she was as beautiful as her children but what stood out was her eyes. Because Drake has the same hazel eyes. “Alright, look at me now, as much as I hate it, it’s time to forget today, someday I hope that both of you would understand why we did what we did,” the last thing the young me remembers was how beautiful her hazel eyes look like. ***** The scenery changed once again, I saw my mother and father with a young girl. I feel my heartbreak as I come to realize what this scene is about.

I helped steady her as she rose, noticing the fresh tears that had formed in the corners of her eyes. Lastly, I moved to my friend, Maeve who had the saddest eyes of all, a dark brown that pools that seemed to hold the weight of the world now. As he opened them slowly and saw our grim surroundings, dread filled his gaze. "I know bro, I know..." I said quietly. "But, it's time to wake up."

I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were dull.

A rush of cold air passes through me, and the next minute I was left with a pair of greenish hazel eyes. The hazel eyes are hypnotic swirls of green, gold, and brown. It calms the green of a forest, the golden rays of the setting sun, and the color of sweet honey oozing from a delicious honeycomb. I was left hypnotized. I could blink, stare away and neither could I even swallow my saliva. The old thing I could see was his eyes, and it was as if a spell had been cast on me. I was still staring deeply at his eyes, and then he declared a statement made to become uncomfortable, as my heart immediately arched.

With a few quick twists, her hair was secured in a tight, sleek ponytail, the perfect canvas for the next phase of transformation. "Now, let's bring out the artistry!" Naya exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement, as she reached for the makeup box. The lid opened with a soft creak, revealing a treasure trove of colors, brushes, and secrets. Maya's hands dove in, like a master painter preparing to create a masterpiece. "The eyes, the windows to the soul," Maya murmured, her fingers selecting a palette of shades that would make Hazel's eyes sparkle like diamonds. "We'll create a look that's both fierce and elegant, a true showstopper."