Green Vibes Novels & Stories

The scene around me was so serene I sometimes wished I didn't have to blink. I could feel a deep burn creeping up my legs, but rather than succumb to it I reveled in it, pushing harder, faster as I raced through the trees. Every color green you could imagine coated the entirety of the woods. The pale viridian moss clung to rocks and tree sides, dark emerald leaves hung lowly from heavy branches, rows of juniper vines climbed up towering trunks. Green, green, green, all around me. A shade that welcomed me home. A tone that brought me peace.

he stated. I heaved a sigh of relief because I had assumed it was something horrifying. "Oh, I see. What those colors mean?" I inquired. No, I should stop here because it's getting a little too much for him. "Hmm... Well, our eyes turn green when we are very pleased, grey when we are sad, hazel with a hint of black surrounding it when we are angry, violet when we are astonished, and..." he hesitated briefly before continuing. "Crimson coupled with electrifying blue when lust overtakes, you can say when we are in a mood, that's pretty much it," he added in one breath.

“It is a herb that when burned, it could detect a person’s state of health. It detects your inner health - mentally and basically what you don’t show. And then, it shows your physical state. Yellow, Green, Blue and White are used for the physical state. The severity of the condition is shown through the shades of the color it gave out. Green is the basic color it gives off when you first burn them, but it also means that you’re healthy. So, for example, if you light it and it stays green without changing, it means the person is fine. Yellow means you’re close to being healed. Blue represents fatal sickness or an urgent mental problem.

she says and I bring her the book, it was hidden under my bed, she flipped through the pages until she found the spell I used, she looked at the results and pointed at one. "Chartreuse that's what you are," she tells me. "What's that colour mean?" I say not even understanding what it means. "Green-ish yellow, or lime colour, stands for the mix of two species," she says. "I'm not human," I say offended. "I know you're not, god no. You are a mix of human and fey," she says, so that means that my father is fey, but who is he? "Who is he?" I ask her.

Val said, and I widened my eyes in surprise. "You've got to be kidding, right?" They denied it, and the matriarch looked at me solemnly. "No, they are not joking; I was present there, and by leaving your door open, I could see what you were seeing, and it is impressive what is contained in your power well. It gave me an idea of the cores we really need to work on with you." "What do you mean?" I asked fearfully. "The colors found in your power well reflect the emotions that cause it to fire: black speaks of fear and protection; purple speaks of nostalgia and sadness; green speaks of hope; white speaks of serenity; and finally, pink speaks of love. Your true core of power is love."

"Are you serious?" She nodded and the saleslady, who earlier was elated was now annoyed at Ligaya. She just lost a big earn because of Ligaya's strangeness. And so Ligaya and V proceeded to the men's section where clothes of her taste were located. There, she immediately spotted a black V-neck and a navy blue rounded-neck

Violet sighed as she sat plainly before her mirror, watching as she was being transformed into a beautiful damsel. She was radiant, beauty radiated from her body. Her sweet fragrance filled the room as they applied more of the perfume and makeup on her. “Peach, I love that fragrance.” Her mom said ecstatically as she made her way into the dressing room. Violet’s eyes didn’t trail off the mirror and even when her mom came closer, she didn’t care to look at her mom that had walked inside her room, she was very much displeased. Her mom sighed because she knew why Violet’s face was like that.

Jayden growled. “I will find her before you will, she will be mine!” he growled and disappeared before Gage could grab him. “So, what happened to her, where is she?” Gage asked. “She has been sent back to the past, she will not remember anything that has happened, she doesn’t know who we are. Her powers are bound until the wars break out again." Jayden said. “Gray Eyes has been rebound.” He said before disappearing into the darkness with the other vampires, until another war breaks out every supernatural realm would live in peace, Gray Eyes would remain asleep until she is needed again, wars always happen, how long would it last this time?

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

"Do you need us to call Ashton here, sweetie?" "Um no." I said, wiping a tear. "We- we broke up." The room became quiet. "Caleb," dad said. "Bring the shovel. We've got... some business to do." Caleb nodded. "Yeah, we do." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I gained a hatred for forest green eyes. But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again.