What Brings Out Brown Eyes の小説・ストーリー

Lucia pointed at her eyes which were still changing color. Azzura nodded. "It shows your true self, Luna. The red color represents vampire power, and the purple color represents magic power. If the color brown, as you know, comes when you are not using vampire powers, you are not under the influence of lust for human blood, and you do not drink human blood." Lucia nodded in understanding. She remembered Darren, who also had two eye colors, red and purple. But the color of his purple eyes is rarely seen, maybe because Darren rarely uses his magic power. "Then how do I keep my eye color from changing?"

I look at my reflection on the mirror, now that my black contact lens is removed, my golden eyes feels relaxed. Yes, that is also my secret. Even George didn't know it. I already mentioned my burning eyes during the asteroid incident. This is the result of that burning. My hazel brown eyes turned into golden yellow. Which glows every time I use my power. Honestly, I have no idea if there's some powers inside me that I still not figured out.

I said to her and she took a deep breath. “Okay.” She closed her eyes, and we all watched her. I understood her right now. There was pressure on her for this to work, and it could be overwhelming. But she was trying to relax. As she opened her eyes again, there was a ring of light brown around her normally blue eyes. “Your eye colour changed. There’s brown mixed in there now.” I said to her, hoping it would mean something. It did, because she smiled. “Eye colours show the element that chose the sage. Blue for water, red for fire, green for earth wielders, and brown for air.” Theia’s mother replied and at that same moment, a huge draft of breeze blew open the windows in the study.

I hurried up with a towel to get to my closet to pick out my blue-black yoga pants and my blue sports bra. As I was brushing my light brown hair with high light red, I decide to just put it into a bun to keep my hair out of my face. I stared into the mirror to make sure it was done just right as I think as I looked at my eyes about why is my eyes a light brown with green and some gold in it, while the rest of my family has blueish grey eyes. Ok, my mom does have some gold in her eyes but that's it. Oh well, it's best not to dwell on it now because I need to finish up before he comes banging the door down for taking too long.

Coconut with an undertone of mint and lavender. Her skin was soft. That he remembered from when he held her hostage. Her brown pores wouldn't betray her emotions, for they only bore their melanin tone. He wouldn't be able to tell what she was thinking by staring at her face alone, but her eyes. Her brown, round eyes, they'd tell him everything. Like when she panicked, or when she was afraid, or defensive, or getting smart at the mouth. It was all in her eyes.

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

The things that make me different. Speaking of those things. I stand in the mirror of my little bathroom staring at my reflection. More specifically my eyes. One pure blue, like ice. And one Dark Green like the leaves on an ever-green tree. Just one more thing that separates me from them. Two different colored eyes isn't a known trait in the wolf world, and I don't need more reasons to draw attention to myself. I take another minute to look that them, close my eyes, and when I open them again they are brown. Plain, chocolate brown.

“...just breath with me. In and out. Inhale. Exhale. Slowly. Focus on my eyes and only my eyes and don’t think about anything else." Brandon. I do as I’m told and it’s starting to get better because now I finally see his eyes. That eye. Are they even real eyes? I know they’re dark brown because I’ve seen them before but in this light, they are golden green-like even though it’s impossible. They are so fascinating that all I can do is stare.

Chloe snapped her fingers in front of my face. "That confirms it" Crystal stated like it was the best news she had heard so far "Oh I can hear wedding bells already" Whoa. Pause. What?. That is way too far. "What do think their babies will look like?" Crystal asked dreamily. "They will probably have Kamara's awesome brown skin and Chris's hot blue eyes and the girls must have that awesome body and great behind that will make guys ask for death" "Ladies please" I put my hands over my ears "nothing of that sort will happen"

I noticed Brandon had hopped out as well and followed me, a strange look coming over his face. "Claire..." Brandon trailed off, looking uneasy. As the sun was beginning to set, I noticed his eyes for the first time. While his shaggy hair is a sandy blonde color, his eyes weren't the typical hazel color I had been used to. As the sun hit his eyes, I could see the flecks of green that swirled beneath them, also tinged with a warm caramel color. The small scar above his upper lip seemed to stand out as he bit on his bottom lip.