Why Are Ragnar's Eyes So Blue Novels & Stories

Alphas had red eyes,alphas to be orange ,betas blue and omegas yellow. Green was very rare so much so there hasn't been any in the last 300 years. Atlas's eyes seem to have fire in them, it was hard not to look at him. I have to thank Saf, hearing her purring in my head made me shake my hand and lose the eye contact. "I think I could use that drink right about now." I say as I push past his hand and grab my glass. He smiled at me while shaking his head.

“I—I—.” “I know.” A wide grin spreads over his face, his happiness plain to read in his deep blue eyes—. His eyes! Frantic, I grasp each side of his strong jaw, staring into them. Gone is the eerie overtone of aquamarine that my talisman—the Forest or the Wood—gave him. These are his deep blue eyes, but now there’s a yellow halo about his pupils, like a sunburst. A saffron corona cutting into the blue like the sun does the sky on a clear day.

Killian Ricci asked sarcastically, his deep, rasping voice full of smoke. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything but stare at him. We were nose to nose, his eyes boring into mine with an intensity that made my mouth go as dry as sandpaper. His eyes… they weren’t the unearthly gray I’d remember and recognized the night of the auction. They were blue. A very pale, glacier blue flaked with silver. I’d never seen eyes quite like his before. It was shocking, really, so much of a shock that I didn’t process the scene around me for several seconds.

He asked. Slowly, Morana looked back and then blinked tilting her head, "All the wolves I know have brown eyes, green eyes, or hazel. But you, you have bright blue eyes." In that moment Morana remembered her Mother's face, Serena also had brown eyes. She then remembered that dream she’d had in the hospital. She placed a hand on her head and scrunched her up face as she remembered the man's face. His blue eyes. Her Father. Closing her eyes, Morana shook her head quickly and turned back to the TV. Amanda had had the same reaction when she first saw her.

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.

His intimidating presence lingered in the room, but his voice had softened when he finally spoke again, “Human, come here. In a short while, the omegas will arrive to bring us dinner.” “Alright,” I replied. I took a step away from where I stood, intending to leave, but I froze when Ragnar suddenly caught my left wrist again. His hand wrapped firmly around my small wrist, the warmth of his touch seeping into my skin. My eyes fell to where his fingers held me. When I finally tore my gaze away and turned my attention back to Bruno, I was met with the sight of his eyes, glowing a fierce, dangerous green. His irises blazed with fury. The veins along his jaw stood out sharply, pulsing as if his an

Then the movement across from me made me freeze. Ragnar was on the floor. My eyes widened. His chest rose and fell in harsh, uneven breaths. His body was rigid, his muscles taut like steel beneath his shirt, and his eyes were something else entirely. My stomach flipped. His eyes were glowing bright red. His fangs had descended and he looked absolutely feral. Not to mention horrifyingly beautiful. He was dangerously beautiful, like something lethal wrapped in sin and muscle and rage. My heart slammed against my ribs. “Oh my God,” I blurted. “Did I do something wrong?!” Ragnar’s eyes snapped to mine so fast I flinched. The look on his face made heat creep up my spine.

Aurora forced a smile, but her throat was scratchy. “Because where I come from, white hair and red eyes are frowned upon. People point and laugh. They made me dye it twice a month.” Samira frowned, genuinely indignant. “That's absurd. In Tron, red eyes mean chosen fire. They are rare. Sacred. Those born with such eyes are usually the best tamers.” She paused for a second, then added with a laugh. "Except Thales. He has blue eyes and yet he's the best in years."

His death would be inevitable in a land full of Lycans who hate and kill werewolves, and not only was he a wolf but his witch blood was beginning to act up. ‘’Your eyes carry something else’’ I tell him as I look into them, I could stare into those beautiful pearls for all my life. But unlike the usual blue and red when Kenny was around, his eyes were now blue, so deep as the ocean, and the other green like the emerald crystal.

Ragnar read it twice, trying to make sense of what it meant. He held the small jar of the blue liquid in his hands, examining it carefully. He couldn't believe it, but he knew that this was the potion he had been desperately seeking. The blue potion glimmered under the moonlight as he turned the jar around in his hand. *** Carissa looked up from her embroidery, a hopeful look in her eyes. "Ragnar, what is that?" she asked, motioning to the jar in his hand. "It's the blue blade potion," he said, his voice low. "I received it last night— from her."