Pale Skin Blue Eyes Hair Color の小説・ストーリー

I turned towards the front porch to see the quadruplets trying their best to compose themselves. Roxie and Blue's daughters looked almost identical to each other. Their blue and brown eyes stood out against their coffee-colored skin that was just a shade lighter than their mom's and uncle's. If it weren't for their different hair colors, it would be damn near impossible to tell them apart. Keahi's hair was azure blue, like the hottest flame. Dhara's was coal black with raven undertones like the deepest dirt. Sharia's was a blue-violet color, like the sky at the highest elevation. And Maya's was a dark navy blue like the deepest water.

Jimin said. Layla and Rhea curiously took in Megan’s appearance. She was so white and pale, that she would probably reflect light if you shone a torch at her. Her hair was mixed with blonde yellow and white, and it was curly and long, pooling around her waist. Her eyes were a pale, ice blue color. And her tiny lips were pale pink as well.

She sat down comfortably and said, "On Semeria it is rare for a person's eye color not to match their hair color. In this world, most people get their hair color from their elemental affinity. Blue hair, = water, Light blue hair = lightning, Red hair = fire, Brown hair, = earth, green hair = wind, Light green hair = nature, Black hair = shadow, Gray hair, = metal, etc, etc, etc," Verra informed Xasha like a teacher teaching a student.

He brought his hair to his view and gasped when he saw his hair. His hair was not only long........but pure white. He rushed to his mirror right in the bathroom and gasped in surprise. This certainly was not his reflection.....he was staring at another person entirely. His hair was long, pure white and silky, his skin was pale.......and pure, just like snow.....his eyebrows had little ice crests at the end of each one.... his lips were pink, his ears.....his ears were pointy, more like an elf, and his eyes.......his eyes are blue, ocean blue!

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 questioned, eyes focused on Sarael. “Your mother assumed Isis would come to me.” Sarael answered. “Interesting. Would this have something to do with why my sister is different?” Khalid asked, leaning forward now. “What do you mean by different?” I questioned. I know she’s different, but I want to know what he’s witnessed growing up with the girl. “Well, for one, she has blue eyes and a blonde streak on the left side of her face that’s natural and not dyed. Dad buys the recessive gene and anomaly line. I don’t. There’s maybe a one percent chance of someone of our genetics having blue eyes.” he explained.

Her entire outfit was skin tight, complimenting all the places on her body that had filled out. I had to refrain from licking my lips and making her angrier than she already was. Most of all, I loved the way her blue eyes stood out against her pale but darkened skin. Elodie was mixed. Her father, white, and her mother, black. Her usually curly hair was straightened down her back. She was gorgeous. Truly a sight to behold.

She also managed to find the love of her life, something I would probably never find, and they together have the most beautiful child in the world, Leon. Looking at me and my sister, no one could figure that we were siblings or even related. She took all the Scandinavian genes for herself, pretty ash blonde hair, clear blue eyes like the color of the sky on a spring day, and very light skin. She was perfect or this could be due to my parents skipping on printing in the color of course. On the other side, I inherited a mix of Scandinavian and Egyptian genes leaving me with medium dark skin, dark blue eyes, and curly black long non-obedient hair. What can we say? Genetics are wild.

Are they trying to kill him with pneumonia before I get to conduct any research? The rest of the wall disappeared into the ceiling, giving me a full view of him. "There he is..." I whispered, my eyes widening at the sight before me. He's... He's beautiful. Although I couldn't see his face, his body told me everything I needed to know. I don't know what I expected to see when I got here but it definitely wasn't this. The first thing that caught my attention was his hair. His hair looked so silky in its loose curls. It was yinmin blue, a rare type of blue that I've only seen in mixed up chemicals.

"Would you help me, please?" "Oh, of course, my apologies, madam," muttered the girl, helping her to sit on the edge of the bed, and Celine watched her in astonishment, as if she saw a fairy from the realm of imagination before her. She has light blond hair the color of a meadow, and her skin is as pure as the purity of the full moon, and her bright blue eyes left her wondering, what is wrong with them? And the blue eyes are rare, as you don't find them here!