Green Novels & Stories

The morning light shines in through the crack in the dark green curtains that cover the bay window in Riley's room. It stirs Riley from her deep sleep, where she lays on her stomach on top of her queen size bed with her duvet tossed to the foot of the bed in a heaping mess. Her long, brown, naturally wavy hair flows in different directions as she peeks and shields her eyes from the sun. She had been dreaming of her 20th birthday that was coming up, which would signify her spot in the pack, and the first time she were to shift.

I finally saw the source of the blue light, my jaw dropping and eyes widening with disbelief, shock and more shock. It was a gated path just like the one leading to his mansion. Unlike that one, the ground wasn't paved but was a neat, smooth green path. The grass wasn't just green, it was literally glowing chrysoprase, the beautiful apple green colour luminated and brightened the ground. The ground outside the path of chrysoprase was normal plain but smooth grass, connecting to the trees.

Тургенев, Рудин. КНИ́ГА, -и, ж. 1. Произведение печати (в старину — также рукопись) в виде сброшюрованных, переплетенных вместе листов с каким-л. текстом. Книга большого формата. Толстая книга. Раскрыть книгу. □ [Аночке] предложили посмотреть книгу с картинками. Федин, Первые радости. || Сочинение, произведение более или менее значительного объема, напечатанное отдельным изданием или предназначенное для него. Интересная книга. Написать книгу. □ Наталья должна была каждое утро читать исторические книги, путеш ествия и другие назидательные сочинения. Тургенев, Рудин.

[ZARA] Call me insane, but it was the first time I really looked into his eyes. And really noticed how deep and ridiculously gorgeous they were. The light that sank on his face always tricked me into believing they were a sort of hazel. They were not. Weirdly, under the light of the room, and the shadows that captured his sturdy face, they appeared to be green. The green that reminds one of the fresh wands of grass and the force of nature in the wild.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

She’s pure, innocent and the sweetest thing in the world. He’s the devil incarnate, a mafia king with a heart so cold that it could freeze hell over. But when they meet there’s an instant spark of desire that draws them together like no other.

"Girl! You should see your face right now, peace mocked." "Will you ever be on my side? Ugh!" "No, never she sings." Finally, after five tormenting hours on makeup and hairstyling, they think it's time to set me free. Peace showed me the three dresses, Alex picked for me and honestly, they are all breathtaking. One is a purple sleeveless body con gown that looks fitting. It is neither short nor long. It is beautiful. The other is a long strapless red gown. It shines brightly under the dim light and I can tell that It fit in perfectly, as it curves around my waist nicely but then, it's too revealing for my likeness.

"This will do the trick." It's deep cherry red.

"my thoughts exactly, what you got in mind?" "Our hidden firework stash in the barn" "Yes," Acre says with a big grin, I can feel the excitement radiating off him, his wolf Forest is jumping around with excitement and Abyss my wolf he's just as excited, he's tipping at me. All of a sudden I feel Acres excitement deflate and Forest is on alert, Acre has frozen staring at the t.v. screen, in confusion I turn to see what he's looking at and there she is on the screen clinging to another girl, I looked closely at her long brown hair and big wide brown eyes, she was radiating fear

Amelia replied, an evil smirk forming on the side of her mouth. "Why must your thoughts always be aggressive, Amelia? I wasn't going to ask for green or anything close to that, but even if I was, it has got nothing to do with Zane. Asking for green is because I want green and nothing else. And today I am going to go with the color black, and that is because "color black is what I want," Shirley replied.