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The father was a handsome Caucasian man in his own right, but when standing next to his gorgeous African-American wife he was hardly noticed at all. Ellie hit the genetics lottery as she adapted the finest traits from both her mother's and father's races. Her unblemished skin seemed to be coated with brown sugar as she had a complexion that was a near perfect combination of dark and light. Indeed, her light ebony skin glowed with dark beauty, only adding to the extreme beauty of her picturesque face.

"I want him to be confident that he can do anything regardless.." "Alright." William added. "You're special, nothing but special and that's all that matters." "So when a black person and a white person get a baby, it's called special?" Panashe and William looked at each other and burst out laughing. Inwardly agreeing that they would not tell him that he is 'colored or mixed race' they would only tell him he was special. "I'm special." Christian said trying it out. "I'm black." Panashe said proudly.

I didn't like basements, especially in vampire's homes. "William—" "Shh." I clamped my mouth shut. The three men and three women stopped talking when William and I entered. Two of the men and two of the women were pale white. If I had seen them walking the streets, I would have surely noticed them. The other woman was Asian, dainty but stunning. Her skin wasn't pale, but she could have used a bit of "tan in a can." The other man was black, and for a moment I thought I was looking at Omar Epps. My mouth dropped open before I realized that it wasn't him. Day-um. Brother man had a chocolate complexion that didn't need any enhancement.

he said to her. "And you have brown," she answered back. "Blue eyes are rare," Hade argued back. "Yeah, and so are white-haired people but you have an entire clan of them and a seat holder in the Council," she said. Hade couldn't help but chuckle. The Whitlocks, headed by Councilman Cornelius Whitlock, is famous for the white hair all over their bodies and very pale skin. Some people call them the last Albinos. They were supposed to be extinct from the last Death Wave, but they miraculously emerged in this country.

Brown curly hair, black eyes and coloured skin, that's me, a girl with a tiny body from bony to inches of improvement, I'm mixed race with my mom black and my dad Caucasian. I was always a slender but never bigger, only got smaller until my bones showed, all because of me being locked up in a cage and almost, and I mean almost reaching a place of no return.

My stepdaddy's a last option but sorely needed. I know he can use it too. My mom married a white guy, and he's paler than most. He's a good-looking, blond, slim guy, but a darker shade on him would do wonders for his complexion. I have nothing negative to say about it because I'm just like my mom: white guys are way more common around here than any other group, so you kind of become attracted to them most of all. I guess it's just availability is all. But complexion? Dragging him out here, it's almost like I'm the one doing him a favor!

I can only hear his thoughts if he mindlinks me. “Oh, no.” Justice rolls her eyes. “Here we go again.” Since I’m not sure what he wants me to say, I repeat it back to him. “Blue eyes. Skinny as Hell. You’re right. Case closed. Good job, Babe.” He gives me a dissenting look, then continues. “So the next thing is hair and skin tone. What do you see?” “Alright. Hair and skin tone. Ummm…” I look at the photos. “I see three blondes, a redhead, and two brunettes. These girls look like they’re Caucasian. This girl looks like she could be indigenous. American Indian, maybe?”

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"