Is The Pale Blue Eye Based On A True Story Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Exactly. So I might as well just ask." I roll my eyes again then move to the couch. He follows me after grabbing the glass. "I've already chosen my donor. Besides, I want green eyes. If I take your sperm, there's a possibility the baby's gonna have blue eyes. Blue plus green-blue equals two blues and one green. Two blues win. So nope." I purposely pop that P. "Princess Pao has my hair and eyes." "That's your testimony? Well, what's her biological mom's hair and eye color? Not that I'm considering your request but just asking for a friend."

Hi readers This is my book blue blood and be sure to know what I write and what you'll all be reading is all in my imagination,it's all a fictionalized. All scenes,sword fighting skills,Powers and all are all work of my imagination if this reminds you of a scene before or a true life story it's all a coincidence. Thanks... ____________________________ In a small hut a woman groan in pain, rubbing her big tummy, she stretch her legs apart, moaning, tears and sweat mixed together on her face, her hairs pull apart but still her beautiful moonlight face shone.

Pale green eyes weren’t common, but they weren’t impossible either. It didn’t mean anything. It couldn’t mean anything.

Matthew POV I didn't wanna do this but I had to. I had to find the cure that took my life for ages. I wanted to go back to Blue Moon Pack and take my throne. That throne was meant for me. The Blue Moon Pack was named after my mother's sapphire eyes. The best thing I had inherited from her. At daytime, my orbs were as blue as the ocean, at night they were sheer sapphires. I had been swamped with my job in Prince Monarch plus with the presence of a new person in my walls, I had no time to arrange a date with a new woman. Hence, I had to settle for a second-hand.

It went back to blue so quickly that she thought the gold to be a fragment of her own imagination, maybe it was from the moon light. She knew it wasn't. This was not the first time she has seen his eyes change color and then return back to blue. She has seen it countless times while they were having sex. Her eyes widened when a memory of a certain man telling her about something she never knew existed out of movies came to her mind. Was he……?

Krystalina~ Disgusting. That’s what he called my eyes while staring into the depths of my soul. He called my eyes disgusting. How fucking dare he. Ever since I was a kid, everyone has complimented my eyes, and he had to come and shatter that bubble in a few seconds. I stared too deep into the mirror, my gaze fixated on my eyes, trying to find any kind of flaw in them. Is this because they are big like a Bambi ? Or is it because of their color? I mean, they are a rare ocean blue in color, but…

I laugh as her floating ring floats away. Harper turns to face me, giving her back to the lifeguard and her expression is serious. “Mum, he's a Grey,” she whispers and my eyes dart to the teen boy, studying him. His eyes are blue but otherwise, there's nothing else to suggest what she is saying is true. “How do you know?” I ask. “Because when his eyes met mine, they flashed with a blue glow. I'm serious, Mum, I know what I saw,” she says, glancing back towards him.

In fact, she secretly liked the gentlemanly nature of Emmet, who has ever been respectful and well-mannered, something Nezeira admires in people. "Yes, sorry, I don't fit well in gatherings like this.", Nezeira apologized. "It's alright, I like peaceful places too, like this one," Emmet said looking at Nezeira with the utmost affection, something she never reciprocated. Perhaps for Emmet, she didn't have to. Her straight, seemingly emotionless face appeals more to him. He stood beside her and asked, "Princess, your eyes. Why it is blue rather than red? As far as we all know vampires have red eyes."

He shrugged, shoving both his hands into his trouser pocket. "Go on..." "What I'm about telling you might sound really crazy, and so untrue but believe me.. it is." He said gazing into my eyes, and all I could think of was how blue his eyes was. They were as blue as the ocean, so freaking pretty. I tried acting indifferent, okay.. I didn't try acting, I feel indifferent about the whole thing he just said. "Okay... Continue." Five minutes later, I came to a conclusion that the blue eye guy probably escaped from a physiatrist house. He is 100% crazy.

I tell her. There were things that were just too big and too fucking important to hide. I was about to tell her about James being dead when a gasp leaves her mouth. I turn her worriedly only to find her staring at Iris with shock and confusion. “What is it, Ava” “Why are her eyes blue? No one in your family has blue eyes and if what you’re telling me it’s true and mother and father are not my parents, then she shouldn’t have blue eyes” This is the other thing I wasn’t willing to lie to Ava about. Iris's real father. My eyes slide to her parents, but they also looked panicked. Looks like they won't be of any help.