Jill Valentine Eye Color Novels & Stories

" I guess, I like how she walks and talks and ....wears her hair and cooks nice meals and....her eyes, I love how blue they are and her lips....so full and ....plump and... kissable.....and how she looks without her glasses -" " Glasses?" That stopped me from mindlessly rumbling once I realized the mistake. " Mrs. Valentine doesn't wear glasses. " Roxie informed . " And she certainly doesn't have blue eyes. They are hazel." Fuck! " Oh....I must've misspoke or something," I hide the embarrassment on my face, my eyes falling to gaze at the ground, hoping the awkward air will simmer down after that mistake.

she sincerely complimented. I pointed at her. "So do you," I said with a smile. Jill blushed shyly, feeling a little uncomfortable with being the center of attention. She was wearing an indigo gown with pure-white gloves; matching heels; sapphire-blue jewelry; a light amount of dark makeup; and her light brown hair was loose and wavy down her back. She looked older than fifteen years of age, yet she still looked youthful.

Despite Mary's beauty, everything in Mary is not like the standard of beauty that all women in Hillcester want. Mary's height is no more than 160 centimeters, her skin is brown, her body is a little plump, her eyes are brown and long black curls are the only ones she can be proud of, because, in addition to green eyes, jet brown eyes are also made into the list of rare colors in the city. Only a handful of people have it. Mary is one of them. Most people in Hillcester Town have light brown, or hazel, gray, also blue eyes. So, when a big tall girl who was chatting with her friends suddenly put a sentence that Mary never imagined she could hear in her current state, she spontaneously overreact

She reached for my arms, furrowed her brows, and then closed her eyes. The words came soft at first. Then they grew, fuller and steadier—spilling from her lips like water over stone. The torchlight flickered. Then it moved. It danced with her voice, shifting from red, to orange, to gold, then deepening into blue… until finally, violet. A shade so rich I could not explain it. It opened against the wall—a bloom of light, trembling at the edges. Valentina’s eyes opened. She gave me a faint smile that left me breathless.

A smile, forced but determined, swept across her face as she went to find Andrea. When they were together, it was impossible to ignore that they were sisters. Both had caramel skin and thick curls, and turned heads in any room. The difference, however, was in their eyes. Andrea’s hazel eyes were a warm, golden hazel, the color of caramelized sugar, while Jackie’s eyes, one brown, one dark green, held a fractured beauty, like their mother’s heterochromia; it made her unforgettable.

THE SPECTATOR {Playlist Suggestion: "Lovely" by Billie Eilish & Khalid / "In The Blood" by John Mayer} ~KADE POV~ "So, I was thinking emerald green," Valerie said, scrolling through her phone. "It matches your eyes. But then again, black is classic. And it hides the... you know... bulk of the brace." She gestured vaguely at my leg without actually looking at it. I stared at the ceiling tile with the water stain. I wondered how much trouble I would be in if I threw my water pitcher at her head.

However, at that moment, something else caught my attention about Valquíria and made me connect some dots in my mind. The transformation she had undergone was remarkable and had made her almost unrecognizable to those who knew her before. Valquíria had become a completely different version of herself. Her previously platinum blonde hair, cut shoulder-length and always straight, was now black, long, and permanently curled. Even her eyes, naturally dark, were now different, as she wore light brown contact lenses, making her strangely similar to... Karen!

He spoke her name with a hint of distaste. My eyes darted back to Valerie. Her stunning, model-like figure made me feel a tiny pinch of jealousy. My stomach sank even further down when I spotted a beauty mark under the edge of her eye. It looked so much like Lily’s. Valerie waved a hand dismissively. “Oh Adrian, why are you speaking like we aren’t still fated mates? I can come into my mate’s office whenever I want.” My eyes were glued to that beauty mark. Maybe they shared the marks, but there’s no way Valerie is Lily's mother.

These were already trained guards coming back for their regular training. Let's see how well Malcom trained them. --- Hello everyone! it has come to my attention that I messed up some eye colors so I changed two of them. Eyes Werewolf-Golden > Were&Vamp Orange Vampire-Red > Vamp&Witch Purple Witch-Blue. > Were&Witch Green When Nicolette brings out all three, her eyes will be Yellow( Ik it's a random color)

The atmosphere was really awkward for her alone, when other ladies had their boyfriend, or finance with them all enjoying a blissful afternoon and here she was waiting for her boyfriend's arrival. She wore a long white shirt, with tight red jeans that brought out her shape really well. At the back of her shirt, a red big heart shape was drawn with a word boldly screaming Valentine's day underneath it. Her long blonde almost white hair was packed neatly in a ponytail style. Valerie was a young lady gifted with round small lips, pointed nose which fitted her face well, long eyelashes which didn't need the artificial one again, and lovely deep blue eyes that fitted her round small face properly