Indigo Eyes Maeve Hazel Novels & Stories

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."

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.

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.

Gulping,I hear the women's footsteps coming closer. " Any issues ma'am?" " Hmm" She barely says stepping in front of me. And I keep my head lowered. When all of a sudden, she tugs on my chin. Pushing it up and I keep in the gasp. Staring right into his eyes. Don't..move ..Mia... don't move. Her eyes were a shade of purple and I won't lie. I have never seen anyone with this eye colour ever before.Continuing to stare at her without blinking. I see her nod at me.

Now it's clear for Prince Zaeius that what he felt for Méah wasn't just a simple kind of love, it was something deeper that he's willing to die for her. Prince Zaeius quickly run towards Méah. His eyes were only focused on her while his heart was dying to save her, jumping wildy inside his chest. But before he could get close to her, he froze where he was at. The color of Méah's eyes suddenly changed. Both of them turned into differently unexplainable color. Her right eye was a swirling mixture of white and blue white while the left one was of purple and black as her auburn hair brushed messily across her face. Méah looked extremely dangerous and hair-raising especially when she grinned devi

*Hazel* Beta Shane stopped suddenly, and that was when I truly saw him. It was like a force had pulled my gaze, my eyes locked onto him, unable to move even if I wanted to. His presence was magnetic, almost overwhelming, and I felt my entire body lean toward him without my conscious control. His pupils were a deep, sparkling green, sharp yet carrying an unfathomable depth. There was meaning in them, a pull that was both alluring and addictive, and I found myself drowning in that gaze.

Hazel Eyes Anastasia Perry, an elegant figure at 5'10" with striking blue eyes and flowing blonde hair, stood amidst the bustling city sidewalk. Her cobalt blue pantsuit radiated confidence, while her honey blonde hair was impeccably gathered into a sleek ponytail. The world outside was a whirlwind of activity, but Anastasia's focus was on one thing – her wristwatch. Time was slipping away, and she knew she had to hurry. Her job interview at the prestigious Pinnacle investment banking organization was scheduled for this morning at eight, and the stakes had never been higher.

I hugged her back, inhaling her scent deep into my lungs. She lifted her vacant gaze to my eyes. Her iris had turned slightly white with the centre and the circumference of her pitch black. Her eyes, in some ways, resembled the moon. I gaped at her, my heart creating havoc in my chest. I brushed my thumb over her eyelashes, and she shut her eyes. Her hazel eyes were gone. I fondled her front hair, which had turned completely white. That whole incident had left its irreversible marks on Zeve and my entire pack. Nothing would be the way it used to be.

She nodded her own pain in her eyes. "He will tell you she has the most beautiful French violet eyes, like an endless whirling pool of cyan cornflower blue shading and faint Mikado yellow highlights. At first, you'll think it's brownish gold, but when you look closer, you'll see that it is actually Mikado yellow. When that time comes, he will make you feel like shit, a worthless piece of shit." "I don't think I will ever feel that," I smiled as tears rolled over my lips.