Left Eye Daughter Novels & Stories

says General Oris " I heard that you recently took in the daughter of Nyx. Maybe she could even the playing field because even you can't take on the son of Zeus, two children of Poseidon, and another daughter of Hades all by yourself," says Eses "No, she's only 10 years old; she should be protected, not thrust onto a battlefield," I say

A see through white scarf wrapped around her widened hips, barely hiding her bottom to her swimsuit, the soft fabric caressing her legs. "Mom!" A sweet voice called out to her, drawing her attention to a young girl running up to her. The girl stopped at her side, catching her breath. She had the same blonde hair as her mother, except their was jet black at the roots and various streaks through out. Her face had similarities to her mother as well, except for the eyes. Her left eye was an emerald green, but her right eye was crimson like her father's. "Did you come to walk with me, Myra?" Lily asked her daughter as she started walking again. Myra walked alongside her in her school's basketball

I replied indignantly, cradling my little girl Unlike her twin she was lively, giggling with eyes twinkling. “Seems she got your eyes” Brianne said, watching her, I barely registered what any of them were saying, if i thought my son was beautiful then she’s just ethereal, long lashes that fluttered with each twinkle in her eye, blue and grey pupils that mirrored mine “They’re ours.” Eden muttered quietly, lost in our daughter's gaze just like I was. At that moment I knew one thing, I would raze the entire realm to the ground just to keep them safe.

The screen lights up his face as he taps and swipes, before he hands it to me, his fingers brushing mine, leaving sparks in their wake. It’s a picture of a baby girl, no more than two years old. She has Cade’s eyes, the same cerulean blue that’s haunted my dreams. His nose, his chin, his golden hair. She’s a perfect miniature of him, right down to the dimple winking in her chubby cheeks. “I have a daughter, Ely.” The world spins, the colors blurring together like a kaleidoscope. I grip the edge of the counter, my knuckles turning white, as I try to make sense of the words, to fit them into the reality I thought I knew.

"That's exactly what you said. Don't regret this." ... The ballroom was warm and loud when I pushed through the heavy doors. Chandeliers blazed overhead. Father's cigar smoke curled toward the ceiling. They were celebrating—Bianca's confirmation as Blackwell heir, her takeover of the East Coast operations starting Monday. My arrival dropped the temperature in the room. Mother stood at the head table, champagne flute in hand. Her smile cracked when she saw me. "Gemma?" She set down the glass. Her hand landed on my drenched shoulder, light as dusting off a coat. "You're soaking. Why didn't you call ahead?"

But why do they look alike? "You look like the older version of my mother," I sobbed, "her name is Lobelia," "Except my father went ahead to impregnate a woman and that woman went ahead to have your mother who had you, I don't know any other possibility of why you smell like my sister's pup. And I'm not going to fail to mention your blue eyes. Even if it's strange because of its gemstone-like touch, it's still blue," "How?" "In my family, every first daughter or son is born with blue eyes. Lucinda was the youngest. Did your mother ever have a scar on the apex of her thigh? Not a scar, rather—"

What more did she want from me? My father, Brian Larson, sat by the side of the bed and sighed. "We spoiled her too much. I knew we shouldn't have kept her from the beginning. The fortune teller said that only Summer would bring us luck and that Sienna would only cause us misfortunes. If we had abandoned or killed her when she was born, things would've been much easier. My father's expression was so murderous that I truly believed that if I were there next to him, he would have choked me to death.

He was gazing at her pure guileless grin and forgot the world existed around him for a few seconds. The nurse came to check the blood pressure of Sania. “Your pressure is normal maam.” Only after hearing the nurse Henry came back to the present. “Do you like your name, my baby princess? He asks her in ecstasy. Ana opens her eyes for the first time after stepping on the earth and sees her dad. Those blue eyes were so beautiful like the serene waters of the ocean. Henry’s hair stood up with goosebumps watching the beauty of his daughter’s orbs. "She inherits your eye color." Sania smiles, kissing the forehead of their baby.

XXX Hayley’s POV I looked down at the girl, recognising her almost instantly. She had long dark hair, it curling into twigs and leaves. Her eyes were like her father’s, that deep beautiful brown that had made me melt. My mouth opened partly as I examined the girl. That… that was my daughter. The girl starred at me, her eyes suddenly becoming faded. Her body fell to the ground, Ethan grabbing her head just in time before it hit the ground. Letting out a gasp, my heart started thundering. I bent down, inspecting her features from closer.

I laughed, unable to contain the happiness overflowing from my chest. "Yeah," I agreed, looking at my daughter through the glass, remembering those eyes that had locked onto mine just minutes earlier—that unmistakable blue. "She has my eyes, doesn't she?"