Green Light Novels & Stories

Lorcan doesn’t give her the chance to speak before he pushes her back onto the bed, expectantly looking at her even as she scrambles to look at him again. “Green means everything is okay. Yellow means I’m uncomfortable but I can keep going. Red means stop, this isn’t okay, I need to be removed from the situation.” Elysian speaks strongly as she looks up at Lorcan. She wants to make sure he is just as comfortable as she is, even though she knows her role is to submit.

The ginseng was entirely aquamarine and radiated a mesmerizing light. The colors of ginseng were usually yellow or white. Even the rare blood ginseng was red. Why would there be a green one?

Tara pitched and I couldn't help but turn as I hurriedly wore a fitted black jean. "This meeting is very important ladies." It was all I could say before returning to the mirror. I wore an ash T-shirt so only my forearm tattoos were visible. "More important than us?" "Unfortunately, yes." I mumbled with a tiny smile, admiring my ebony skin. My honey irises seemed to be dull perhaps due to my worries. "You see, Green is going to wage war on all communities tomorrow onwards. One that has never happened in history." I said whilst brushing my low cut hair.

''Ondo said, '' There are fireflies that show me images of sight, it is not as clear as your sight, but I can still see objects and people,'' Zara said, '' Also something the color change. ''Zara said, '' Change color?''Ondo ''Yes, the world is mostly green, which means it good, but if it was red, that means dangerous. Purple is for poisons. It goes for people and plants,'' Zara said '' What color I am ''Ondo

17 January 2014 Green – the middlemost color in the spectrum is also representative of life itself. It is presumably the product of the transition of colors from fiery red to ambivalent orange then mellow yellow. To continue this illustration, let us also assume that blue must be the color of freedom, indigo for righteous anger and indignation and violet for all our grievances, frustrations, and misgivings. Colors are just varying shades of gray perceptible to the eyes, discounting any visual impairment, of the animal species and the rest of the image-capturing gadgets. These tints and hues are only appreciated in the presence of light since its absence would only result to complete abysmal

He chuckled. "Oh, thank you, I guess," I whispered. A serene silence enveloped us for quite a long while. I was just watching everything we pass by especially the traffic lights which look like fire when it is red, the sun when it is orange, and it feels like I am staring at my very own eyes whenever I stare at the color green.

I look back at the Menae. A soft golden glow engulfs the outside of their circle, spiraling inward. The light creates a gentle, strobing effect that matches the cadence of their song. As curls its way toward the center, goes to the center, it turns red, then silver, then blue, and finally violet. The alluring lights grow brighter and seem to dance in a spiraling pattern around the women.

Satisfied, he nodded. He placed one of his hands on the nearest rune to him. It was colorless, but as soon as he touched it, it glowed with an eerie luminescent green, the same color as the leaves of the forest surrounding them. All the other runes soon began to glow in the same color as well, lighting up everywhere in a soft glow.

The river ahead shimmered in the dark and light rays. "That's pretty," Lexi commented as she adjusted her sunglasses. "Imagine this, but without the solar towers and covered in green." "Green? Why green?" "That's the color of grass. It's what it used to look like." "Why couldn't it be covered in purple or something? That would be pretty." Jack laughed. "Plants aren't purple, silly." "It would still be pretty." Jack shook his head. "Come on, sweet pea, let's see if we can find a ride."

I say, almost to myself. “The color of the earth, where my strength comes from.” He says. “Find the layer of yellow within the green.” I feel like I’m in the green layer of a rainbow, searching for the next color. Roy G Biv. I remember hearing that mnemonic somewhere for the colors of the rainbow. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet. In that color scheme, yellow is right next to green. I push my aura in one direction, and the green starts to feel darker, so I move and begin letting it flow to where the green starts to feel lighter until I’m surrounded by yellow. “I found it.” I say, opening my eyes. Ailduin is watching me intently.