Why Are Ragnar's Eyes So Blue Novels & Stories

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.

In the heat of the moment she knew he would do anything she asked of. "Ragnar ahhh." She moaned, struggling to speak. "Yes? Love," He looked in her eyes deeply, his pupils were dilated and his gray hues were red. She once asked him why his eye color changes while doing it when it only happens when drinking blood and he told her it usually happened when he was doing something he loved or he was trying to control himself. It made her blush but gave her a mini heart attack soon after when she realized that he was still controlling himself for her sake when she on the other hand was a complete mess. If he lost control she would die.

Then there was Ragnar. A whole new type of buzzing and he knew it. The problem was, so did every other girl who crossed his path, regardless of what he had to say about it. “Hey,” his voice was instantly sultry and demanded my whole body's attention. His lips turned to a smirk as soon as my eyes locked into his, and they were damn near impossible to break away from. They were a light blue in colour, but his right eye looked like someone splashed brown into a third of it. Izzy cleared her throat and nudged her elbow into my side.

It was a day like any other, as long as you take it seriously that he had a male harem at his disposal, among the four women of his dreams, who accepted that he was the man of their dreams, in a different way, of course. He was around a group of prim rich people, the famous prince of Lovecraft County. Ragnar had blue eyes, long white hair, muscular body, slanted eyes and a mix between Japanese and Nordic descent, beautiful eyes and a blue like ice, his body was defined, with a red silk suit, an Armani, with an expensive shoe, a set of more than two thousand dollars, with the lines of her body defined. - You've had your share of women since you were 14 years old, don't worry too much about it