Green Ribbon Novels & Stories

Oh my God, this must be a dream. The ribbons are golden, not the normal red or blue I've been seeing. I'm just wowed right now, this is a gift I never expected in my entire life. This cost many millions, although I don't know exactly based on what I've been seeing on the internet. I drop, running towards the glamorous car and around it. My hormones are just popping champagne inside me, I feel like I'm going crazy. I run back to Adrian attempting to kneel and thank him with so much joy but he restrains me, holding me up.

"It is real, Lauren. No session, no command, no moan is a game. If you want to play, there are places for that. But here… we do not toy with souls." She signed. Her hands trembled slightly, but she did not hesitate. Yusuf picked up the red bracelet and approached. In silence, he knelt before her. Knelt. And with unexpected gentleness, he tied the ribbon around her right wrist. "Red is the color of those presenting themselves for the first time," he explained. "It tells everyone that you are under my care. That this is your first crossing." Lauren looked at the ribbon, at him there, before her. The gesture, though simple, carried a ceremonial weight. Silent intimacy.

Christine said. Azrael felt shivers running down her spine. But one question was still lingering in her mind despite of not taking in every realizations she just discovered. “Where-- how did you get this?” she asked. Christine looked at the Luna as if she asked the wrong question. Or as if the answer was already obvious. It was clear to see that she used her spells but the witch knew she had to explain. “The moment the Crimson Crest pack was attacked, I immediately thought of the Crescent Bow…” Christine started and mumbled a spell that made her look normal without the tiara and the princess dress.

Very quickly, Adrian placed the flame on the pebble and wrapped the leaf round it. Effortlessly, Adrian vigorously rubbed the treatment on the bruised area, ignoring Rachel’s squeals and contractions of pain. After a few minutes, he dropped the leaf-pebble-flame remedy. “We need to take her to the ocean. I need to splash some water,” Adrian said.

That bothered Violet more than if he had. Renee’s voice came back, lower now. “There’s something on the glass.” Violet’s blood went cold. “Do not touch it.” “I’m not touching it.” “What is it?” Renee was silent for too long. “Renee.” “It’s a ribbon.” The passage seemed to shrink. Violet’s fingers tightened around the phone until her knuckles hurt. “What color?” No answer. She did not need one. Still, she forced herself to ask again.

he whispered to her again, and it took a lot of strength to not crack up and laugh aloud. “Okay! You may rise, my king,” she said, and he rose to his feet with the silly smile on his face that she had missed for so long. “What are these ribbons for?” “It’s nice of you to ask, my queen. These ribbons are a sign from the king of Klean that he would always stand beside us. The green signifies his agreement and the gold, his readiness.” “Oh wow, you’ve done so well, my king.” she reached out and stroked his face and he pulled her closer so her body pressed against him like she belonged to him. She did. She didn’t complain about it.

My first instinct kicks me to check my phone but once my hand reach out for it, I notice the small box laying over the nightstand. Confusion tightens my brows and I grab the little box in my hand. I open it and immediately, a smile flutters around my mouth. My fingers run over the silk material and a low sigh of contentment parts my lips. It was a ribbon. A blue one. I had the exact same one before, but I lost it. It was my favorite. My gaze drifts to the note sticking to the box and I open it to read the few words scribbled there.

Orange started next to blow her trumpet: "I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes, and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you." Red could stand it no longer he shouted out: "I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of lo

Whispers and stories of the place had been told, but believe me when I said that no e of them actually came close to the grandeur I was currently witnessing. The grounds were larger, grander, and every corner draped in banners that bled red and silver in the light of dawn. Those were the official colors of red moon, and while they swore it meant unity in diverse peace and strength, the only thing I saw was blood being spilled by the contestants, and I hated how my mind was quick to narrow it all down.

"Every achievement or special love for someone is celebrated by putting a new braid in our hair. Victory in Battle Finding your mate Mother's love Birth of the heir. And they are done with different coloured ribbons. Mates use silver for each other. Victory in battle is sealed with a red one, a mother uses green, and a royal blue one indicates the birth of a male heir while pink indicates a female heir. There are some others as well." I explained in detail and she attentively hung onto every word I said. "Fascinating, can I ask you a question?" her eyes had brightened in excitement.