Green Vibes Novels & Stories

“Try harder, Vladimir! See with your mind, not eyes! Focus on the battle camp, shape it as you desire, move it around, control your Aura.” When I don’t train, I study. “Tell me what the colors of Aura represent,” he says. “Black,” I start to say, “is the color of evil. Blue is for leadership, red for power. Green is for strong, yellow happiness, pink is normally for females and represents love, while orange is for loyalty. Brown is for healers…,” I start to explain. “You are wrong! Orange is for healers, while brown is for loyalty. Again, from the beginning.”

Victor finally spoke after a few moments of silence. He did not directly answer, and Jayden knew well enough not to question him any further on the subject. "As a submissive, you always have the right to refuse something. We call it safe wording, or sometimes it is called a coloring out. You can either choose a word for your safe word, or you can simply use colors. Green means you are good and enjoying yourself, yellow means you are not sure about what is happening, and red means you do not like something and you want it to stop immediately. A safe word is the equivalent of red.

The smoke darkened, streaks of red twisting through it. Orun waved his staff through the air, slicing symbols into the smoke itself. “Per sanguinem et spiritum…” The smoke changed again. Blue. Then green. Each color carried its own pressure, its own emotional weight. The blue pressed cold fingers against my temples, whispering of grief and loss. The green felt wrong, sour, invasive, like rot creeping beneath healthy skin. Hailey whimpered softly beside Aria. Quinn clutched her sister’s arm so tightly her knuckles turned white. Even Daxton had gone still, his earlier anger replaced by something closer to dread.

I'll add Cerulean for her blush. A combination of Burnt Sienna, Terra Rosa, Viridian and White would be perfect for her contours, this would give justice to the height of her cheek bones, emphasizing every edge, each soft curve. For her beautiful wavy hair, Transparent Oxide Red, Viridian, White and Tera Rosa, which will present the waves and the silk elegantly. I inhaled the scent of paint and the wet canvas, and I imagined Candice to be a girl who loves lavender and so I mixed the pigments Rose and Ultramarine Blue for the background which created a perfect soft purple, like lavender.

I have always loved the forest, it is always so peaceful. So colourful. I move around the beautiful path between the trees, with my arms spread out so I can feel the breeze flow pass me. Each leaf has a different feel to it. It is as if I can communicate with each of them. I smile at the smooth feel of the leaves on my small hands as they brush softly against it. "I could live here forever," I think to myself. "NOOOOO!" I am suddenly brought back into reality with the piercing sound that robs peace from the environment.

Anita: (chiming in) And Carmen looks stunning in blush tones. Lady Eleanor: (thinking) Blush could be the base color, representing romance. Let's add a touch of gold for sophistication and a hint of sage green for a fresh, natural element. Carmen: (excited) I love that idea! Blush, gold, and sage green. It sounds so elegant. Mrs. Thompson: Those colors will create a beautiful and harmonious atmosphere. Blush will dominate, gold will add a regal touch, and sage green will provide balance.

Then he stepped back, selected a new brush, and dipped it into the viridian green. “The cold of the gesso,” he said. This time, he used the flat of the brush, slapping a broad, wet swath of chilling green across her lower belly, where the bucket’s contents had first hit her. The shock of it made her flinch, a reaction that pleased him. “Yes. That recoil. That is the color of violation.” He painted her breasts with the same green, but in a softer wash, making the peaks of her nipples stand out like islands in a cold sea. Then, his eyes darkening, he mixed the green with a touch of black on the palette, creating a murky, depthless shade.

​The Choice of Souls ​The Emerald-Evolution was spreading through the "Universal-Link" at the speed of thought. Across the globe, people were waking up to find their amber-white Vane-Variable being replaced by a deep, vegetative green. It wasn't painful, it was "Comforting." It felt like a return to a womb of endless, quiet growth.

They can breath in the water and when exhaling they let all the chemicals, and co2 that was in the water out. The whole area around them was blue making it difficult to pick out a little girl that had been wearing a pink sundress. I know that may not seem like it makes sense but the color spectrum in the water for spirit users is ROYGBV, meaning they can only see red,blue,yellow,purple, orange, and violet. Every other color is nonexistence in water. Rick looked at his daughter and what he saw scared him, because there wasn't a single ounce of concern in her face or the little girl that went missing. He thought to himself “Does she even care” Glory looked at the man and she didn't seem too h

AMBER. “It’s not white or transparent. It’s green. The darker the green, the stronger it is. It’s herbs—special herbs, thus the color.” Paris explained. My heart thundered as I looked at the white or clear gel in my hand. “It looks like Vaseline cream to me.” “No way. Send me a picture. Does it smell like anything?” “It doesn’t smell at all.” “It has a repulsive smell. Not because it’s disgusting but because the mint scent is too much, and I don’t like mint, so I find it repulsive.”