Sea Green Eyes Novels & Stories

Ricky asked. “Huh um no they are blue; you should get your eyes checked,” Jade said shaking her head. She wasn’t sure why the boy was so interested in her eyes. “No, they are gray Jade.” He challenged. “There’s only ever been one person with your eye color. You should be happy that you’re different.” “Whatever, I have to go,” Jade said rolling her eyes. She was hoping her Aunt was already waiting for her. “Should we tell her about the legends?” Stephan whispered to Ricky.

Unexpectedly or maybe it had been my wishful thinking and helpless plea to the moon goddess to not make him notice me, his eyes fell on me and I stilled. I stilled because they chilled me right from my spine to every other bone in my body. The way his eyes—a sinister sea of obsidian—raked over my body in a raw undefined gaze had me gripping the sheets even tighter. It made me wish that the sheets would envelope me totally, swallow me whole and take me far away from the man whose eyes were set on me. It felt like I was bared to them even when I was fully clothed. His eyes were a sea that had not even an expression inside of them and when I thought I saw a switch inside of them for a second, i

trailed off Nahla. As Selene is face to face with her sister her eyes widen, “What, is there something in my teeth?” Nahla asked “Nahla, your eyes, they’re violet”, Selene whispers, “How is that possible?” Selene asked confused “I sort of noticed that when we were getting ready, but I just thought that the makeup and dress brought out my dark blue eyes, making them look purple”, she shrugged. Just then the door to the landing opened, and in walked the two most beautiful men either women have ever seen.

“I would like for you to attend dinner with us.” Garrett cleared his throat, his mismatched eyes staring down at me. For a moment, I wondered if people thought the same thing when looking into my eyes. My eyes were an exact replica of Garrett’s. One eye was a light blue, lighter than the sea or sky. The other eye was a rich brown, hints of honey and gold thrown into the mix. The sight was hypnotizing, both eyes bright and unique in their own way.

Seems to hear me, the man turned around and lowered his head. Unpreparedly, I gaze into his eyes as I fall right into that turquoise Atlantic Ocean. He has a pair of gorgeous, icy-blue eyes.

Want to see a clumsy attempt at a poem? Well, here goes something. Green eyes like the colour of the sea at high tide. Turquoise is what they are actually called. Sultry lips ready for devouring, a come hither gaze a calling. Red fiery hair that shines in the sunlight, delectable curves on a petite figure. She's a whole mood with sprinklings of spunk, I would like to get all up in her trunk. How was that for a first timer?

“If you ask them about it, you will have to tell them about seeing me. If you do that, I swear they will pack everything up and move. Meaning you will not see me for a while.” As he finished speaking, I noticed his eyes had gone bright red and you didn't hear the owls anymore. “I’ve always trusted you more than my parents so why would I ask them, since you have already said they have been lying to me.” When I looked away from Marcus, I noticed there were about 7 pairs of vibrant colored eyes surrounding us. Slowly another set appeared but were purple with gold specks.

I laughed. "Well, will you look at that, the proletariat princess now has a good bestie," Leaf froze when she heard that voice. She slowly slid her hands down from my neck to my right bicep, clutching it tightly with fear. It was Seagale, a very mean water nymph who always bullied Leaf. Since Ann was always with us, she never bothered Leaf because she was afraid of Ann. Now that Ann wasn't around, shit! "Hello, dorky, I finally have some alone time with my favourite person," Seagale was sea blue in colour with blue hair and little scales. She's a saltwater nymph, one of the few. Her minions were four saltwater fishes behind her. Not fish-fish, human fish.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

He stared at the screen scrutinizing the image it displayed. She had hair, hair the color of chocolate and plump red full lips. But it was her eyes that caught him like a deer in the headlights. Her eyes were sea green, very bright and clear. They reminded him of Sil's. Her eyes had been exactly the same shade, sea green, bright and shiny. He remembered all the long hours he spent looking into that eyes, loving it's owner with the whole of his being, fantasizing a whole lifetime with her but life had dealt him a fatal blow and took the only thing he held dear from him. His precious Sil. Flashes of her image never left his mind's eye.