What Brings Out Brown Eyes Novels & Stories

one of the elders called me, so I looked up, “Your eyes, I think your eye color had changed,” “Sorry?” I answered, “My eyes?” instead of answering, she gave me a compact mirror that was made of bamboo, I immediately grabbed it and looked at it, and my eyes widened upon seeing that my eyes actually changed! My eyes have initially been brown, and now, it’s blue! G L A Z I L D A C R O I X

After thinking for a moment, I answer him, "Actually, it always keeps on changing, but there is something about the green color which always makes me feel calm." "What about you?" Clasping my hands underneath my chin, I lean on my elbows. "What's your favorite color?" "I never had before I met you. But now brown is my favorite color because your eyes are brown." He stares into my eyes like my boring brown eyes are the most interesting thing. "My eyes color is nothing special, and it is so common eye color." I shrug nonchalantly. "To me, your eyes are special." He brings his face closer to mine while still looking into my eyes, "Because I can see my reflection in them. This reassures my heart

Was her mother’s reply. She combed her long hair and carefully curled it into her favourite bun before heading to the bed to examine the clothes she had arranged earlier before going to take her bath then headed to the vanity table. Carefully collecting her contact lenses from its box, she carefully wore them. She had always had them on since she could remember to call her name whenever she was going out of the house. Her parents had spent a fortune to get this particular one that concealed her eyes’ colours perfectly. She had brown eyes that always changed colours according to her emotions. Her father had once told her that it was an abnormality that came from his own side of the family tre

However, it wasn’t the same as to what I'm seeing now. There was a boy. I can’t recognize his face because of the weird blurry effect of the dream. The only thing I saw clearly were his eyes. His emerald-colored eyes are still engraved in my mind. Even though it’s already been a year since I last dreamt of it, I still can’t forget his eyes. The scenes may be different to what I'm seeing now, but they were both peculiar and still not on earth.

My wolf was also in agreement. “From what they described, it may seem as though someone is playing with things that they have no idea of their consequences.” he said with seriousness in his tone. This piqued my curiosity and I hinted at further explanation. “Wolves don't usually have brown eyes or worse, purple. This is probably not their natural state, but infused with strong enhancements that have severe consequences. We only heard myths about this, and that it has a short timespan to work.” His explanation sent me spiraling more into the vast depths of confusion.

I don’t even know what I was searching or want to hear about her but I have this intense urge to know her, to get close to her shd it's crazy no matter how much I think of it. " This whole thing it's crazy meh.” Bronson chortled and patted my shoulder. " The eye color, maybe it's a coincidence besides, although I haven’t seen someone with this eye color before but having the same color is a normal thing.” He shrugged, looking at Caleb who also nodded his head.

I glanced at my face, trying to figure out the difference. My brown hair was the same, dark against my pale skin. Cheekbones were a little more pronounced. My rounded chin was a touch pointier. I studied my eyes and realized that was what was throwing me off. I loved my icy blue, I had been the only person in the Clan with blue eyes. The trait had become so recessive since the Fall, that there were only a handful of humans in the world with blue eyes. But what stared back at me made my heart drop. One eye was still icy blue with a thick ring of darker blue around it. But my other eye. My left eye was now golden. A sunburst of yellow around my pupil was ringed by melted bronze.

If I had mastery of magiks, I would strike her down with lightning. Where did that come from? Alex takes my hand and caresses my knuckles. His eyes today are brown and gray respectively. —Why do your eyes change color? —What color are they now? —They are mismatched. One is brown and the other looks gray. —They are their natural color. They were like that before... well, before. Sometimes they take on the color of what surrounds me, they are green if there is a lot of foliage, blue if I am near the coast...

she knew this is the best she can do or she will be dragged out in no minutes. She gets up from the bed and heads to the mirror to look at herself something that she does each morning when she wakes up ...then she is shocked at the sight before her ...blued eyed. This is impossible. She has always had brown eyes . she doesn't believe someone can change her eyes over night ...then the dream begins coming back to her .

, I would be lying if I said I wasn't starting to feel unnerved by the incidents that had been occurring. With a serious expression, he went on, "Trust me, I've spent a long time memorising every detail of your beautiful face. I'm sure. Your eyes are hazel usually, with a band of amber around your pupil. It blends into green with a couple of flecks of brown and finally there is the thinnest band of blue around the outside.", I must of been looking at him like he was crazy because of the grin that he flashed. "Your eyes now, are pure liquid gold, the colour of clear honey.", Brodie continued to look at me with awe and pride. "It's an honour to be first one to see them. It's rare that anyone e