Percent Of World With Blue Eyes Mga Nobela at Kwento

He told. "Wow that's amazing story.Your grandma would had something special in her for sure."I said. "Her ocean blue eyes of coarse ad Grandpa used to tell us."He answered."I inherited my blue eyes from her because everyone in my family including my parents have either black or dark brown pairs of eyes." "I must say your eyes are unique.They are a different shade of blue."I complimented. I noticed a dreamy smile spread on his lips resulting me to curse myself inwardly for sending wrong signal to him.I never want my best friend to get hurt in the end.I could never reciprocate his feelings though I would remain a great friend to him.

Rowan said quietly. “Yeah,” I agreed. “But the painters never got it right. They always mixed it up with emerald. Aunt Tara used to complain about it.. said no one ever knew the exact shade. After every painting session she’d look so disappointed.” Rowan’s gaze sharpened, almost slicing through me. “Well,” he said slowly, “your darling ‘not ordinary’ baby girl described them perfectly. Blue… blue.” I froze, the words sinking like stones. “Plenty of people have blue eyes,” I managed.

"Yes, that was when I started liking him. That's not just because he gave me his pizza! But because he was always there for me. He didn't bother about anything but about me!" "Well, are you sure he's this Ryan? Maybe some other Ryan Swift..." "Those eyes fascinate me, I can never forget those eyes" "He has blue eyes, right?" "Hm, yeah, how do YOU know!" "You have told me thousands of times!!" "Oh..." I said embarrassed. "There are many people with blue eyes, Hannah. 10% of the world's population is-" "Stop with your facts, Sam. There's some connection I feel with those eyes!"

But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again. Right?

Cheryl averted her eyes, as well as Rafael who now seemed focused on pouring tea into a cup. "Didn't you say that your future wife is a brown-haired woman with emerald green eyes?" the man asked again. Emerald green eyes? There aren't many green-eyed people in this world. Only 2% of people in the world have green eyes, and she is one of those lucky people. She inherited Jackson's green eyes, making her a beautiful woman who inherited her mother's brown hair and beauty. And she had just heard that Rafael likes girls with green eyes and brown hair.

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN; Twist of Fate — There are different varieties of eye colors, ranging from the most common one to the rarest. Although there are countless hues, shades, and combinations, the eye colors are generally brown, hazel, blue, green, gray, and amber. Brown is the most common eye color and you can see them almost every day. Amber is uncommon, but you can see them throughout the world. Ultimately, there are only 5 percent of the world’s population has genuine amber-colored eyes.

Because in practice, he is very annoying and often makes me pull. "If you hurt me, you stay away too?" I asked seriously. And stared closely at the green bead. The prettiest eye color I've seen so far. Unique eye color that only 4% of the total human population of 7 billion has. "Believe me dear, not the least bit in my brain to hurt you. What is, I feel I have to protect and love you." I raise my eyebrows. Honestly, I doubted a little. It did not appear, but the words that came out of his mouth were sharp, beyond razors or thorns, which makes me helpless, or even non-human in his eyes. I don't know precisely where my fate will be. Let destiny lead me to go according to what God has destined

greeted her with a small nervous smile. "Hi," I replied shortly. I had no idea what she wanted, but I hoped she ran along as soon as possible because I wasn't in a good mood. Instead, she took a seat beside me on the bench. "Your eyes are pretty." "They're brown." I furrowed my brows, clearly not knowing where this was coming from. "Fifty point three percent of the world has brown eyes. It's nothing special." I mentally smacked my head for mentioning the exact percentage, now she was either going to think I was a freak or call me a nerd.

there is one moment that dominates the others and that moment is when I looked into his eyes. He has grey eyes, which is one of the rarest eye color in the world. There are very few people in the world, hardly 1% of the entire world population who have grey eyes. In my entire life, there is only one person with grey eyes that I had ever known or seen, (apart from this stranger).... my childhood best friend....Zieve Stocks. For a moment, i thought it was him. Infact, this stranger looks very similar to Zieve and I am sure, it's because of this similarity that he appears so familiar to me.

he explained. She raised an eyebrow at that, and with a teasing smile responded. "Am I that different?" He looked at her for a minute before shaking his head with a small chuckle. "Your looks...are not common," he told her. "Very few people have the same looks as you are, and when I say few, say about 0.01 percent of the entire world." She nodded, slinging the cloak over her shoulder. "And you say that us different are considered evil, is it not?"