Green Covers Novels & Stories

Easton quickly wrapped his arm around me, securing me to the tree, as I now held on for dear life, while fear hit me, that this old mighty oak may have seen its last day because of me. Just when I thought that a new branch shot out of its thick bark where my blood had soaked it, and I quickly dodged it, just in the nick of time. The new branch immediately began to form, but as I watched it form, the leaves that slowly flourished from its tips, weren’t the normal shade of bluish green this world was used to, but vibrant green, like back home. The leaves not only caught my own eyes, but also Easton’s, as “What the hell?” came from his lips, while he reached his free hand out to touch the close

She stood still and took huge breath ,in and out, the act made her inhale the green essence and soon she felt somthing inside her growing . Power , she felt it reeking on her body, she gasped for air after the whole green essence passed inside her body , " goddess,, she said subconsciously.. She opened her eyes catching her breath, when she opened them her eyes glowed green .. " her eyes looked like the nature , full green covering her brown orbs. "

The sun shone brightly against the grassy knoll; trees surrounded the clearing. There were mostly evergreens, ferns and yellow buttercups growing in between. The grass was sparse in the dense forest surrounding the clearing. Moss grew over stones and fallen logs; a deep green glow shone through the forest where the sun was shining through the canopy of foliage above.

This occasion is no different. Her gowns are always largely green. This is a expectation because Harvest Moon pack has a green leaf in the coat of arms and the alpha sigil is the Harvest moon coupled with a fertility symbol. Green means fertility, so it is the best representation of the house other than the orange of the harvest moon. Tonight is no different, her dress is a deep forest green velvet.

Cried Maria. I looked over to my left to realise that was Green. "Maria look out!" Green yelled, with her palm stretched out. Pure fresh vines like trees emitted from her palm, creating a sort of shield before Maria. I was literally confused at this moment. I didn't know what to do, how to react.

hit the Lattice and were immediately converted into "Growth-Signals." ​The Great Greening of Sigma-9 ​The transformation was violent and beautiful. ​The silver Pylons didn't explode. They Sprouted. ​Massive, obsidian-leaves burst through the metallic plating. The grey mist in the atmosphere was sucked into the new leaves, turned into pure, crystalline oxygen. The "Grey-Flow" in the city streets turned emerald-green as the Black Bloom finally found its voice. ​In the streets below, the people staggered. Their dull, violet eyes flared with a sudden, brilliant gold. The "Transition-Stall" was over.

Freya’s P.O.V “That’s more than a few green faces.” Alex observed the surrounding table nonchalantly while eating his sandwich. “Definitely more attention that we got before.” “I don’t get why people consider green to be the color of jealousy.” Sarah huffed. “Green is the color of nature. If nature was jealous, then neither humans, nor any other species in the planet would be able to survive.” “Look, I’m not the one who made that connection.” Alex glared at her. “Why don’t you go find the creator and give them your grumpy attitude?”

The Green Drawing Room is quieter than I expected it to be. Pale winter light filters through tall windows, breaking apart on the thick clouds beyond before pooling in uneven patches across the intricate rug beneath our feet. Every shade of green imaginable lies woven into the fabric—moss and jade, seafoam and deep olive—colors rich enough to speak of distant lands and conquered artisans.

A soft, emerald-green light pulsed from her fingertips, sinking deep into the root system of the courtyard. Instantly, the earth responded. Thick, vibrant green vines shot up from the dirt between two massive, ancient oak trees nearby. They moved with unnatural, liquid grace, weaving and twisting over themselves in mid-air until they formed a stunning, perfectly suspended vine hammock. The broad leaves overlapped to create a soft, cushioned bed that swayed gently in the breeze.

, he grumbled. Bartimaeus hummed, "I couldn't say. Most leaders shine red, and the gifted lot that masters it in six months usually shine with a soft silver color", he hummed, "Anyway, your grandmother shined a distinct Dark Green color, it's not a bad color, but the connotations of the color usually belong to ambition, greed, jealousy. The lighter color that's not clouded with Darkness, means, growth, wellness, fertility, safety and harmony", he explained. "The darkness, what color is that?" Sasha asked curiously. "Black?" he asked pointing out the obvious.