Green Light Novels & Stories

“Umm, technically, I’m both. But you can call me Lady Luna Quinn if that’s easier. What did you call Emerson’s mother when she was Luna?” “Lady Luna Grace.” “And she was so graceful.” “A perfect name.” “For a perfect Luna.” “A perfect Guardian.” “But that’s so hard to say.” “What was your question?” I ask, interrupting them. “Oh! Have you seen our witchy lights?” “Mine is yellow.” “Mine is green.” “Mine is pink.” “I haven’t seen any of them,” I say quickly before we go through the 152 colors of the giant crayon box that Maeve and Meadow used to create the colors.

But I ignored that. I drank tea because my throat felt dry. I felt the warm liquid flow down my throat to my stomach. I placed the cup on the table and spoke. "Regarding that, I want you to make a light bulb that has its color. A light bulb that won't break if there is snow and can be used outside. The colors of the light bulb are red, yellow, blue, and green. Each light bulb is only one color. It will give color and light to the place especially when it's just black and white." I explained to him in a simple way that he could understand.

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.

’’ I asked rather pissed, not that I was not okay with the color choice for the first dress but that the green outfit for the court was getting under my skin. It was not my best color and it was not forest green, lighter, and knowing I will stand out more than I would want to in such a color only pissed me off even more. ‘’Every color as I said is important, royal blue for the morning is good because it is your very first meeting with the elders. It shows dedication and support for you people, while green is a sign you will be fair and always look out for your kind, for such an occasion as judging of the werewolves, your color code shows neutral, and green shows you will accept and obey any

Rayline. I glanced down at the notebook to see the notes I had scribbled : Hazel = fear, anxiety — Green = envy/ jealousy? Orange = annoyance — Red = lust, anger Pink = ? — Yellow = happy? Blue = sadness. Silver =? Healing? Speed? Strength? I immediately slammed the notebook down and put my hand on it. At the same time, I closed my textbook, which was still open on the chapter about mythical creatures, and pushed all my notes aside as a wave of panic spread through my body.

"You saw, yes?" I nod, walking closer to the men. "Would you like to try?" I flick my eyes up to him quickly then, laughing a little. "I'm serious." He certainly looks it. I squat down in front of the balancing men without answering him, looking at the streams of light connecting their fingers to the earth below them. This man's light was green colored, this one was light blue.

I was too absent minded to listen to their introductions. "Green is timeless, bold and very beautiful..." Just like my Eve. "It is the perfect color because it compliments every other color right there, it flatters almost all skin tones and would stand out when pictures are taken. Pretty sure, it would pop beautifully with the runway lighting. Lastly, green is associated with wealth, luxury, elegance..." And it reminds me of someone very close to my heart. I didn't add this part though... They would all think it was the reason I chose green which was the main reason anyways. "Ohh, you just literally changed my mind, Mr Gray." One said with a chuckle.

"Let them feel they had the upper hand, that I was the student. It worked like a charm. Broke the ice and I picked up a practical skill too." "Huh." He nods. "Smart." "Don't get too excited. I haven't fixed it yet." But as if the universe wants to contradict me, a little yellow light on the radio starts blinking. "What's that mean?" He points, leaning closer. "It's good, right?" "It's progress." I indicate the circuit board. "Now I can test the wiring, find where the fault is. Yellow means there's power at least." He nods, watching intently. "Green is the goal. Green light means we can transmit a call for help."

Again. There were bright yellow shades levitating above her head, a dim of red and grey. And for some unknown reason, as crazy as that may sound, I thought I could actually…explain what the colors meant. Bright yellow for nature. Grey, dark and pigmented. Jealousy. And the red, a little touch of anger.

I manage a small nod. "Speak to us, Jessie." Greg this time. "Yes, Sir. Perfectly clear." "Your safe words?" "Red, Sir, to stop. Yellow to slow down or talk, or if I'm finding it difficult to continue. Green means all's good." "Excellent. And right now, Jessie?" "Green, Sir."