Snow White Eyes Color Novels & Stories

Not white. Amber. The color of her eyes.

He was allowed to make himself scarce. I had fun getting ready. Elisabeth was phenomenal. She made me look so gorgeous. I couldn't recognise myself in the mirror. She did observe my eyes and did not fail to comment. "When we met, your eyes were brown with specks of gold, but now they are golden," she observed. " It that unheard of?" I asked. " Well, yes, the colour of our eyes often but not always indicates the colour of our wolf, and I have never heard of a golden wolf before, except for Spirit wolves, and they dont mingle," she pointed out.

I ran to the door and gave it a hard kick, stubbing my toe in the process. “Ow!” He opened the door and threw my clothes in my face. I looked at him incredulously. He just slammed the door again. So infuriating! Moments later, I stood in front of the mirror, properly dressed in my maids’ uniform. I combed my fingers through my golden-brown hair, and began braiding it gently. I stared into the mirror and soft blue eyes stared back. I had always wondered why my eyes were blue instead of brown. As a regular wolf, it was expected for me to have brown-coloured eyes. High-ranked wolves were the kinds that usually bore different colours of eyes, from beautiful hazel browns to blues to greens. Regul

So, seeing him sitting dazed on the woodland floor, cradling his torn-up and bloodied arm, I knew instantly that something wasn't right. The moment I gazed into that mega wolf's eyes; I knew it was Freya. I mean it had to be, or at the very least another hunter. See, it had eyes exactly the same as our own. They were ice blue in color, and they had our signature white vortex swirling around the pupil. There was no way that any hunter could say that they didn't recognize them eyes, we all have them just before we ascend.

These were already trained guards coming back for their regular training. Let's see how well Malcom trained them. --- Hello everyone! it has come to my attention that I messed up some eye colors so I changed two of them. Eyes Werewolf-Golden > Were&Vamp Orange Vampire-Red > Vamp&Witch Purple Witch-Blue. > Were&Witch Green When Nicolette brings out all three, her eyes will be Yellow( Ik it's a random color)

she said softly. “Lynx’s eyes,” assumed Hayden eagerly. “No,” she said sadly. Hayden’s face fell. “Describe them,” said Sprout. “The eyes? The whites of the eyes were bloodshot…,” she said, pausing. “And the eyes themselves?” Hayden prompted with another gentle shake of her shoulders. “They were black,” she said. “Dark brown, you mean?” he assumed. “No, completely black. The deepest colour I’ve ever seen. I’m certain,” she said.

And I can’t wait for that! I was also bullied because of the color of my eyes. It has two distinct colors—on my left eye; it is blue with golden flecks, while my right eye is green with golden flecks too. This made me different from all the werewolves. I didn’t even know why I have this eye color. But I think it’s pretty, just like my wolf. ‘That’s right!’ My wolf, Xandra, chimed in and I giggled.

This was the first time I had seen the child with her eyes fully open and conscious. I froze. I didn't know why, but as I looked into the girl’s eyes, a strange, prickling sensation traveled up my spine. They were hauntingly familiar. They didn't have the soft, hazel warmth of Ophelia’s eyes. Ophelia’s eyes were the color of autumn leaves. These eyes were a startling, piercing green. I shifted my gaze rapidly between mother and child, my mind working through the genetics. Raymond Vorthas had blonde hair and dark blue eyes. Ophelia had blonde hair and hazel eyes.

"Her natural eye color is brown. When Cecile stabbed her, they turned blue." "Do you know what you're saying? her wolf's eyes should either be deep brown or light brown." Leke did not know if Eun-Jae was seeing things or wasn't seeing at all. "Yeah, wolf's eyes should be either the deeper or lighter shade of her natural eyes." Apikai said. "I know what I'm saying, they were blue. Like electricity was coursing through them–like steely oceanic eyes but instead of the deep blue color, it was very light." The beta flared his hands around, trying very hard to elucidate.

Half the bowl was gone. Her eyes opened a slit. Greyish-blue, a ring of pale gold around the pupils. Looking into those eyes, he remembered the northern sky in early spring, the snow melted, the permafrost black beneath, the sky greyish-blue. He had never seen the color of the sky in a person's eyes. He set the bowl down. Her eyes closed again.