Deku Green Novels & Stories

Granted, I couldn’t see much – and what I saw wasn’t exactly groundbreaking – but still, it was something more than I’d ever experienced since the first day I had waddled from my crib, taking to my knees as though they were hawk’s wings and soaring across the marble floors, or at least it was told to me that way. There were fields of green and gold waiting beyond the railing of that balcony. Servants worked in those fields, harvesting fruits and wheat and spices like torf; and beyond that, most of the activity was reserved for birds and a few lazy patrols of guards, along with the occasional opportunistic rabbit, or a squirrel.

said Langit as he flicked his eyes. Instead of answering, Green pinched the flat abdomen of Langit until the man cried out in pain, or more accurately pretended to be in pain. "Ahhh, it's pain, Dek!" Langit cried out holding his stomach, not forgetting he had looked in pain to try to seduce Green.

Over the past 6 months, Verra Green had become one of the most famous mages in history. Everyone knew her name and likeness because In every square of every city was a statue of her In her defensive pose with her gauntlets up ready to protect those she loved. Beside her statue was an obelisk detailing who she was and all her achievements. At the bottom of the obelisk, it stated, "It is unknown whether Verra Green is dead or Alive, but anyone with information that leads to the recovery of her corpse or her returning alive and well to her family will receive 500 billion Libra."

"Do you need us to call Ashton here, sweetie?" "Um no." I said, wiping a tear. "We- we broke up." The room became quiet. "Caleb," dad said. "Bring the shovel. We've got... some business to do." Caleb nodded. "Yeah, we do." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I gained a hatred for forest green eyes. But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again.

Even if my eyes were open, I could still see her vividly. I arranged my pallet until everything was set, the only thing left to do is to get the brush and strike it in different ways to present her perfectly. White, Yellow Ochre, and Cadmium Red were inviting me, just by looking at them I knew I'd get her complexion seamlessly. Her skin is fair and glossy, like white sand radiating under the heat of the afternoon sun, or almonds blanched and then peeled. I'll add Cerulean for her blush.

the lady said and placed the bowl on the table together with a spoon. She exited the room immediately after and Dede stood up from the bed. She walked to the table and uncovered the bowl. Her eyes widened in shock wondering what it was they had prepared for her. The content of the bowl was a green liquid with what looked like potatoes chopped into it. She grabbed the spoon and tasted it. "Eui," Dede almost spat it out but she remembered how clean the room she was standing in was.

"Nice to meet you." James didn't shake his hand. He looked at Eric and then back at me. "How do you know each other?" "Eric tutors Nova in science," I told him. "Eric, this is James Greenwood." Eric nodded politely. "Are you new to town?" James asked Eric. "Yes, I'm an environmentalist." "You're a tree hugger," James said, clearly trying to get a rise from Eric. "Yes," said Eric, unfazed by Jame's rudeness. "But really I work to study, conserve, and protect the Earth. Considering that it's a bit of an important planet."

If this was really the immortal wine from the Hundred Wills Winery, then it would actually be worth 1,200 gold coins! “But it is a pity that the bottle is full of green throat wine from the purple bamboo stalls. These two wines are similar in terms of aroma and texture. However, the former is brewed using rare earth root cannabis The cicada's heart leaf is green, and it nourishes the body when ingested. On the other hand, if one drank too much green throat wine, the poison from the sloping flower herb would attack one's heart and lungs.. Over time, the function of the organs will deteriorate, causing their speed to decrease, thus tragically ending his life! ” "Using green-throated wine to im

"The sudden change in Pacific Green’s stock is quite the tale." Alex leaned back in his chair, glazed at Dante pouring himself a cup of green tea, the same brand he’d been drinking since Alex was a teenager. He’d once mentioned that the Japanese monks who cultivated it swore by its calming effects, and it had became a ritual for him like everything else about Dante McFowler. Niya glanced between them, debating whether she should say something or stay silent. She settled for silence, since it wasn't like she had many options.

“Damn. Just her name already makes my butt tingle. When is it? Now? Should we cut class?” “Idiot! It’s tonight. At our bar,” Green said. Jeygreen Xris Gutierrez, known simply as Green, was born into a life of luxury. His mother was a businesswoman who married a wealthy Portuguese heir to Hacienda Gutierrez in Portugal. Green’s father was an excellent sommelier, and this expertise led the family to establish a wine business in the Philippines, becoming one of the country’s top distributors of fine wine. Green had inherited his father’s skills and, even at a young age, was already adept at identifying quality wines.