Green Covers Novels & Stories

She could only blink her eyes and stared into his green eyes. Now that she saw him this close, she finally realized the beauty of his eye color. It reminded her of the evergreen forest. Liam’s eyes were so rich in green, and she couldn’t stop looking into them. Anita’s eyes weren’t as green as his.

The serene waters mirrored the cloudless sky, reflecting the lush greenery that hugged the riverbanks. Her eyes sparkling with awe, Gloria struggled to capture the scene's essence before them. The rolling hills, draped in a tapestry of emerald green, seemed to stretch endlessly towards the horizon. Sunlight danced upon the leaves, casting dappled shadows that shifted and swayed with the gentle breeze. A profound sense of tranquillity permeated the air, broken only by the soft lapping of water against the boat and the occasional chirping of birds hidden within the dense foliage.

The forest area is as vast as an entire sea and in the middle of it is my place, my stay, hidden inside the greens of nature. I had vacated the front area of my place and made it a little stay-able. At the backside there's a lake with green water, this colour was probably due to the growth of the algae in it. Some ferns also grew alongside the edge of the lake. Everything is green, dark, wild green.

Declan taps the back of my head playfully. Dean laughs, shaking his head, "No. Goliath is very fond of you and Gem. As is Declan, and he respects that you can do that. It's normally only our Luna with that capability or other alphas, even then it's rare they can make us surrender. But now that I am looking at you and thinking back to your mother. You two do resemble the Esos family. Your green eyes. Those emerald piercing green eyes, are rare. Then the color of your fur, jet-black with an emerald green tint."

I asked as I chuckled. "Because those colors are mainly what makes life, more beautiful and to feel more natural. Yellow is for the sun, green, is for the grasses, and most leaves, white is for the moon, and blue is for the sea, and sky. If you have these around you, you will feel peace, and realize that this is life." He said. I was touched by his calculative words, and smiled. "That's so sweet." I whined as I covered my mouth in joy.

But I definitely did not eye-rape him. "I am so sorry." I mumbled. Is the universe against me or something? "I wasn't looking and-" Okay, maybe I did a little bit of eye-raping. I mean, who could blame me? He's gorgeous. He has sandy blonde hair with some brown highlights. His face is just... pure perfection. Then I realised something that made me frown. Something that made memories of him come back. His eyes were a shade of forest green. Forest freaking green. Ashton. Oh god. I'm not even kidding, I am going to cry.

"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."

"As we all know, the farming group depends on what we foragers gather around, your job is to bring back seeds, plants or anything that could help them keep the plants here alive. Your assignment today is to go out there and get me plants. Remember to keep an eye out for a good water spot that isn't contaminated. Those who come back with plants will graduate and become standard Foragers but those of you that come back empty handed would- well you will help the community in other ways." He pauses to stare at each and everyone of us and continues. "You all know your partners, you have till the end of the day to submit your plants. You may all go." We all rise and head to the big gates which sep

Shit. I text back my reply. Why? I hit send and then scrunch up my face. Oh hell, that was lame. Why did I write that? He responds. Why is grass green? I smile, knowing this is a test. Grass produces a bright pigment called chlorophyll. Chlorophyll absorbs blue light and red light, but mostly reflects green light, which accounts for its color. Are you going to continue to answer my questions with rhetorical questions? I bite my bottom lip and wait for his reply.

The park was quiet, with only a few scattered figures moving along the paths, and I took a deep breath as I stepped onto the grass. The greenery here was different fro” what I was used to in the human world. The trees were taller, their leaves a deep, almost iridescent green, and the flowers that dotted the landscape were vibrant shades of blue, purple, and red. It was as if the colors were richer here, more intense, like everything was heightened.