Left Eye Daughter Mga Nobela at Kwento

My skin stung, but I kept hugging him, keeping my stomach away. I felt my skin start to heal the moment I stepped away from him. It didn't take long for it to be back to normal and with that a girl with long blonde hair and emerald green eyes appeared. Her eyes were just like Rains and her hair just like Nate's. She must be their daughter. There was a small boy hiding behind her legs. He had curly hair and chocolate brown eyes. I watched him carefully like some kind of magical creature. He smiled at me and my heart fu.cking swooned. Holy shi.t, this kid is cute. "You must be Zerena. Mom said you had some interesting eyes. She wasn't kidding." Ember remarked.

Instead, the Alpha and Luna of the Silver Moon Pack arrived and claimed me as the daughter they had lost seventeen years ago. On my first day at the Silver Moon Pack’s Alpha House, my adopted sister, Brielle, caught my wrist at the top of the stone staircase and deliberately threw herself backward. When I lost my balance, I did not scream or reach for the railing. I simply closed my eyes. But Brielle’s grip slipped before she could pull me down with her. She lost her footing and tumbled down the stairs alone, while I remained exactly where she had left me. I stared at my empty hand.

He added. Without a doubt in their minds, they knew she was their missing daughter. Her rare, genetically inherited eyes proved to them she indeed was their daughter. The condition Heterochromia Iridum ran through their family. In fact, Sophia’s mother had them just like the woman in the photographs. Her left eye was emerald green while her right was the color of the blue ocean—the same eye color Lilibeth possessed.

Just then, there was a knock on the door “Come in”I said “Oh good! Here she is” I turned around and saw her. She was so pretty and gorgeous. Her eyes looked so innocent as if she was born today. Her skin tone was bright like the morning sun. Our eyes stared at each other for sometime until mom broke the silence. “Good morning son” “Good morning mom” “How are you?” “I’m fine” “Where is your dad?” “He is with the doctor” “Hope everything is well?” “Yes. Mom, who is she”I said pointing at the caretaker

"You will obey me or I will send you to another country. By God! He was your sister's husband, don't act like a slut." My mother grumbles beside me, placing her body in front of mine in protection. "Don't talk to my daughter like that!" She growls, showing her protective side." " She's my daughter too, damn it!" Dad gets even more excited and I feel the first tears fall.

"Dada..." My head swiped instantly when I heard my Daughter's voice. I went instantly to her and she's looking at me with those red ruby eyes that Dionne looks at. "Dada... water..." she said so I instantly did the thing and gave her a glass of water. I help her get up, using the technology in the hospital bed to lift her a bit. I knew Dionne was watching everything and still stunned, seeing my daughter have those ruby eyes. "Thank you..." my Daughter said so I smiled. She has respect that I like.

It’s from the girl who entered with Henry Sansbury, the head of the organization he is about to make a deal with. Later, he was introduced to her. Her name is Mara Sansbury, Henry’s only daughter. She has short blonde hair, a pointy nose, and full lips. Her heterochromia makes her unique. Her left eye is green, and the other one is blue. She has a beautiful, contagious smile and a small physique that makes her look fragile with a scent of danger to her.

“It’s—” “It’s a lot to take in.” Dad didn’t respond to that and took the album from me. I had seen every photograph inside it on my way here, memorising how my daughter had changed through the years. She had been born with pitch black hair like mine and blue eyes like Zia’s, the Rossi's eyes, but the colour had changed as she grew, coming almost close to the colour of my eyes. I picked Zia and Alessia’s picture and added, “Leona is dead, Dad, and somehow I think my daughter blames me for it.”

she joked as she gazed into them, she already felt like she could stare into them for hours. “I think I had a little help” David breathed as he watched his daughter's eyes almost sparkle as they moved around. He saw flashes of green, peach and light pink catch the light as they moved, like a mother of pearl stone. “She is the almost as beautiful as her mother” he whispered, unable to take his eyes off his daughter’s. He laughed when she let out a little cry, as though she was surprised to be out in the open before she started hollering, her little face scrunched up and her tiny light brown eyebrows mashing into a thin line as she screamed.

It has been a long time coming. The driver opens the other door and a small child comes out. I can see from the front steps in an instant that she is Kenna’s daughter. They have the same emerald green eyes shaped like almonds, and her hair is almost the same jet black as her mothers. She is beautiful. Seeing her take Kenna’s hand does something to my insides. I can’t describe it but it is a beautiful moment seeing my gorgeous woman holding her daughter’s hand.