Ano Ang Malamig Na Kulay Novels & Stories

“You should take this one. The quality is pretty good, and it’s easy to use.” “Okay.” A grin spreads over his face, then he asks, “What color do you want?” “Ah…what do I get to choose from?” “Lime, silver, violet, and graphite.” My eyebrows draw together. “What’s graphite?” Tiny lets out an amused chuckle. “It’s a dark grayish color.” “Uhm…” I nibble on my bottom lip while I think about which one I should choose, then say, “I’ll take the violet one.”

Jimmy asked, pointing to the coloured lake. “It is beautiful, isn't it?" Nylian smiled. "It is called the Colouribus Conspiratus, the colours of unison. Do you see that couple over there?" he pointed to two strange creatures with green skin and a long pink tail. "Every colour has a meaning, an emotion, for example, red represents anger, white, peace, and pink, love. When they bathe inside, they will stay together forever, despite all the emotions and all the obstacles that will come up in the future. "Now it's all pink." Jimmy widened his eyes. "They must be very in love."

she demanded shrilly. "You're a lunatic, Jacqueline," he said under his breath as he pushed the 'off' button. He was scowling as he looked out at the scenic sunset. Nakalubog na ang haring araw sa kanluran. Ngunit may naiiwan pa ring maiinit na kulay. The fantastic blending of volatile colors was a vivid reminder of the dangerous attraction between him and Arizona. Paano kapag naglaho na ang mga kulay? Mawawala na rin kaya ang init ng pagnanasa?

"If I was a color," my sister's voice sounds unusually sultry. "I would be violet." "Why violet?" Tatiana asks. "Because violet is a mysterious color and I have to say I'm full of mysteries." I never thought Mckayla could be so poetic, but then again she's high out of her mind, we all are. Tatiana giggles. "Then I guess I'm green." "Because you love the environment?" Kristen asks, laughing as well.

On the screen, Sam was a glowing blob of red and orange, radiating heat like a furnace as he made a protein shake. "See?" Mira said. "Red is hot. Blue is cold. Black is... well, dead. Or inanimate." Elion looked down at Cale. Cale was wearing a thick wool turtleneck, despite the humidity. He had shoved hand warmers into his pockets, his socks, and—Elion suspected—his waistband. "How are you holding up?" Elion whispered, leaning down. "I am roasting," Cale whispered back. "The chemical packs are burning my skin."

It was one of the reasons Raphael had decided to deal with them specifically by using cures from the same family as the toxins, they just worked more efficiently that way. The belief was that the bolder colours we're usually toxins, like dark red, royal blue, golden yellow while the softer ones were cures except for Mandrake which had no bold or soft side. White was usually just white except you considered off white which by the way to Mages, was totally off and deserved to be given a different name entirely. "When do we get there?" Tank questioned snapping Raphael out of his thoughts.

“What white?” “The cream. I see almost a transparent cream.” “Are we talking about the Salvaben Cream?” “Yes,” I replied. “It’s not white or transparent. It’s green. The darker the green, the stronger it is. It’s herbs—special herbs, thus the color.” My heart thundered as I looked at the white or clear gel in my hand.

It's not black, but a cream white that boosts his complexion. I am so fucked.

’ 'Wow, wait, can I call you Amy, Amethyst is too long,' Amethyst replied, chuckling, 'Yeah, and I will call you Mel as well. 'Our abilities need to grow and develop, which is why it arrived on your 13th birthday.’ 'Okay, I noticed that I see colors around people; what power is that?'I inquired. 'That is aura detection, you can see and detect people's emotions and auras,' Amy replied. 'What do the different colors mean?' I inquired impatiently. Amy laughed, 'blue represents love, pink represents happiness or joy, orange represents fear or apprehension, green represents lies or deception, red represents anger or disgust, and black represents danger or evil.’

Amber shook her head. " What about the Holy Maiden?" Manor wondered. " She was a pure elf." Amber informed. " What about you? Aren't you a dark elf?" Manor titled his head. " Hey! My skin is dark blue, slightly purple, not light blue! I'm a rare elf, like an albino lion and if I wasn't born in this village, I wouldn't be allowed here." Amber pouts as she covers her arms with her cape. " What about Cynthia?" I added on to the list of questions.